On the battlefield, gasps could be heard from the left and right.
The noble soldiers and mercenaries stopped and looked at Brando in awe. The story of the Copper Dragon Retto had spread throughout the Southern Border, and even the Northern Border had heard of it.
[The Year of Flowers and Summer Leaves. The War of the Black Rose broke out.]
When Karsuk was defeated, Ville was in a state of emergency. The White-mane Army's flanks were defeated, and Grinoires's territory retreated. The Black Lord Incirsta's invasion caused Randner to be in a precarious situation.
The news of their defeat was not unexpected, but the citizens of the kingdom could not help but ask. [Where is our army? Where is our victory? Where is our honor?]
What answered them was an indifferent peace treaty, and on it was written the fact that Bucce no longer belonged to the ancient kingdom.
Silence followed.
But there was a weak voice in the silence. This voice was telling the story, and it gently answered the hope in everyone's heart.
In Fortress Riedon.
It was a flash of lightning in the dark rainy night.
A large group of refugees was hurriedly advancing. They broke through the blockade of the Black Lord Incirsta's flanks and killed the White Knight Ebdon. They defeated Magus Magus, Ladios, Gulob, and many other pursuers. It was as if they were a legend, and they appeared in front of the city of Braggs.
The person who led them was known as the Copper Dragon Retto.
Braggs became a sensation because of this.
The Southern Border was also in an uproar because of this, and this name even spread to the Northern Border. It carried the name of a miracle, and it spread to the ears of the nobles and the idle conversations of the citizens.
Retto was known as the one who brought about miracles.
But now, the undead general who had personally experienced the war, the Lord of the Darkness, who was known as the 'God of Death', told them a different truth. The one who stood behind the Copper Dragon Retto was someone else?
There was no reason for Kabias to lie to them, and there was no need for him to do so. The tall Skeleton General's hoarse voice was filled with heartfelt admiration and anticipation. The pale yellow Soul Fire in its eye sockets burned as if it was admiring the young man.
Just because of this young Knight? Everyone's gaze landed on Brando at the same time.
Why was he standing behind the scenes from the start? If not for Kabias, wouldn't his name have never been known to the world?
The mercenaries and noble soldiers could not imagine that there would be someone who would refuse such a lofty reputation and honor. Of course, they could not imagine what kind of situation and choice Brando had faced at that time. They only saw that the young man's only reaction was a faint smile —
That wasn't rejection, but disdain.
Everyone subconsciously took a deep breath. It was as if they had experienced the state of 'leaving with a flick of the sleeve after the matter is done, and hiding deep in the name' at that moment. Who was he? Brando didn't say a word, but a mysterious halo had involuntarily descended upon him.
For a moment, the battlefield was silent.
It was a pity that Brando didn't know what the others were thinking, or else he would have felt lucky. It wasn't because he was disdainful, but because he was exposed by Kabias. He didn't know how to respond, so he maintained a smile on his face.
"Cornelius, what are you waiting for?" Brendel shouted.
The mercenaries were stunned for a moment, but they quickly reacted. Medissa had already leveled her spear and charged out from the left flank. The unicorn knight pierced into the enemy's formation like a silver stream of light, piercing through the heart of the tall crusader executioner with a single spear. The nobles' private soldiers who had just found a temporary support were defeated in an instant, and they immediately fell back in disarray.
The Skeleton General stood in the midst of the chaos, the flames in its eyes flickering.
It knew that Graudin's private soldiers were no match for the mercenaries, unless they defended the city. In terms of fighting will, the nobles' soldiers were far inferior to the mercenaries'. One side was fighting for money, while the other side was fighting for their beliefs. The outcome of the battle was not difficult to predict.
However, the outer city had already fallen, and it would take time to retreat to the inner city. This was the reason why it appeared here. There weren't many undead in the city, and it needed to invest its limited forces in the most crucial areas.
For example, this place.
Brando knew this very well.
He had been a commander before, and he knew what the nobles' private soldiers were like. He also knew Madara's habits on the battlefield. Moreover, he knew that the key to turning the situation around was to plan thoroughly from the start. In short, he couldn't give Graudin's private soldiers the time to retreat to the inner city.
The young man's lips were pursed into a straight line. He had already seen through Kabias's plans, and it was like an open book.
The two of them stood motionless in the middle of the river.
However, Brando wasn't in a hurry. The mercenaries' vanguard was led by Metisha, and they could still press forward. He could afford to wait, but Kabias might not. He lowered his hands and looked at Kabias confidently, waiting for the moment when he couldn't hold on any longer.
On the contrary, the flames in Kabias's eyes flickered.
[This young man isn't an ordinary troublemaker. When did Erouine have such an outstanding commander?] In Kabias's eyes, even though the young man was standing in the middle of the chaos, he seemed to know the situation of the battlefield like the back of his hand. Of course, Kabias didn't know that Brando was observing the battle from a higher vantage point. Instead, it felt a deep sense of dread.
[No wonder Haku personally ordered me not to kill him. This young man's perception of the battlefield is comparable to Lord Incirsta. If he was in Madara, His Majesty would definitely put him in an important position.]
Kabias's Soulfire trembled when it thought of the supreme Lord wielding the Mercury Scepter in the darkness. A long-lost feeling of excitement returned to its body.
It was as if it had returned to the past.
The memories pierced Kabias's heart deeply, but it also ignited its will to fight. As Brando knew, the tall skeleton couldn't afford to wait. The Elven Knight who had the same aura as Kabias was leading the mercenaries to go around it. If it continued this stalemate, the situation of the battle would be reversed.
Kabias gripped its battle axe tightly, but it immediately felt an aura locking onto it.
[You're going to do it yourself? You're not going to recall the Unicorn Knight?] Kabias thought. Brando's arrogance angered it. Yesterday, it had fought Brando once, and it knew that the latter's strength was only at the level of a Gold-ranked warrior.
"I've heard that you're proficient in Erouine's White Raven Sword Style." The undead general raised its head and spoke with a hoarse voice: "But young human, do you think that a mere mid-ranked sword style can withstand an Elemental Attack in a battle between Gold-ranked and above?"
Brando smiled. [If this guy knew that I'm not only familiar with the battle between Gold-ranked and above, but also the battle after Elemental Activation and Body Reconstruction, I don't think it would be so arrogant to talk to me like this.]
[This is ridiculous. No, it's like showing off in front of an expert.]
But at the same time, Brando activated 'Examine'. This was a skill that the Silver Elves had developed after thousands of years of battle. In an instant, a series of data appeared on Kabias's body, and countless white lines extended from its body:
The torso and limbs were dark red, indicating that its physique and strength were at least at the level of a Gold-ranked warrior; the lower limbs, arms, and waist that controlled its balance were light red, indicating that it was at the level of a Gold-ranked warrior. Its soul was so condensed that it was almost solid, and its willpower was unstable, but it was at least at the level of a Silver-ranked warrior. Its intelligence was unable to be examined, and in fact, this skill could not be used to see what kind of skills the opponent had.
But that was not important.
In fact, Brando already knew what kind of special ability it had. He saw the white lines extending from Kabias's body, and he knew that it was a possible attack route.
Prediction, this was one of the most powerful abilities of the Examine skill.
When Brando tested this skill for the first time, he could not believe his eyes. It was only at that moment that he understood why he had never heard of this skill before in the game. [Examine] was an ability added to The Amber Sword, and the young man could almost imagine that it was related to increasing accuracy and dodging speed. Because the description of prediction in the game was that it was related to gaining insight on accuracy and dodging speed.
It was normal for such a useless skill to not be mentioned in the forums. After all, most of the skills he knew were the famous ones.
But here, 'investigation' was given a completely different meaning by a freak combination of factors. It was a description of the enemy's attack route. Perhaps this was an ability that everyone in the game had, but here, only 'Predict' could do it.
Every move is in my eyes.
Brando finally understood that Nalaethar's description of the Silver Elves' battle techniques was not exaggerated at all. With this, one's battle prowess would increase exponentially. Before the enemy even made a move, one would already know the direction of their attack.
As Kabias assumed its battle stance, the number of white lines that extended from its body gradually decreased. Five, four, three, and finally stopped at the three white lines that extended outwards.
Brando was very familiar with this posture. It was one of the basic battle techniques of the Black Knight of Madara. The judgement of the 'Examine' skill was exactly the same as his own: three possible directions of attack.
The young man raised his hand and used the White Raven Sword Style to create a gust of wind on the ground. The gust of wind on the ground picked up a steel sword that fell to the ground, and it landed firmly in his hand.
"It doesn't matter what you say," Brando replied. "No matter how big your words are, it still depends on this battle to determine the victor!"
Kabias snorted coldly.
"Then let me test your Elemental Power, young human." Its body moved, and in that instant, its attack route was reduced from three to two, and from two to one.
Brando had already appeared on that route.
Kabias was stunned.
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