The raging flames continued to burn, and the golden-red flames formed a gradually darkening line at the edge of each person's face.
Brando raised his head and looked at the young vice-captain seriously. He saw the same serious expression on the other party's face: The other party pursed his lips and stared at him without saying a word, as if he wanted to use a stern gaze to force him to submit.
But no matter if it was Sophie or Brando, neither of them would fall for this trick.
"I am a militia from Ankeze. May I ask Captain Bretton, since when did Bucce's guards have the authority to issue orders to their allies from other jurisdictions? May I ask where is your order of appointment, my lord? "
The moment he opened his mouth, the Knight behind Bretton was stunned. Brando had fought for Erouine for 21 years in the game, so he was much more familiar with this country's laws and regulations than these brats.
The young vice-captain thought for a moment, and replied stubbornly: "Special times require special treatment."
Brando knew that the other party could not bring himself to admit defeat, but he did not want to bicker with them. If not for Bretton taking the initiative to cause trouble, he would have been too lazy to care about this childish dispute.
"I am looking for Freya and Irene, have you seen them?" He raised his head and asked.
This was the question that Brando was most concerned about. The surrounding fire seemed to be lit by the young guards, but he could not help but maliciously think that Erouine's future Goddess of War would not be burned to death like this, right? Bretton, you have committed a great sin.
Of course, this was just a thought.
But Bretton felt that Brendel's nonchalant tone was arrogant, but he really could not think of anything to be proud of from a person who had fallen from grace, and who was not doing well in the world. He suppressed the disgust in his heart, and opened his mouth: "Freya? The third militia squadron? What is she doing with you? "
Brando could tell that this guy had a good impression of Freya, but his unfriendly tone made him feel uncomfortable. As the saying goes, even a clay Bodhisattva has a temper.
"Captain Bretton, it is my freedom to choose who I want to be with. As for what I'm doing here, I'm afraid I'm the same as you. Don't think I don't know what kind of situation you're in right now — "He couldn't help but retort.
"Brat, what kind of attitude is this?!" A young man behind Bretton shouted angrily, "You're just a mere militia. The one in front of you is an officer of the garrison. Why aren't you straightening your posture?"
Brando was startled by the scolding, but he raised his head and looked at the other party carefully.
As if following his gaze, the row of riders in front of him turned solemn, as if they were trying to intimidate him. He looked at the fifteen young men who stood upright on their horses like knives. They were uniformly dressed in dark blue military uniforms. Their armor was neat and shiny, showing the demeanor of an elite force.
[These youths have the right to be arrogant. They are the best youths from the villages and towns in the Grinoires region. After going through strict training and selection, the rest of them are at least close to 'First-tier strength'.]
According to the rules of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, a person with an average strength between 3 OZ and 20 OZ could be considered as having Level 1 strength. This Level 1 strength system included all the white-ranked swordsmen, sorcerer-apprentices, and elementalists (beginner elementalists) in the entire continent, as well as the Knight squires of the Holy Church and the low-ranked clergy.
The Holy Cathedral of Fire used the Amber Stone to test the purity of each person's strength. Brando had seen this kind of tool in the game before, but it was used by NPCs in that game. The players had direct data, so there was no need to test it.
He had read some information in the game before. He knew that in the whole of Wohnde, the number of people who had Level 1 strength exceeded 60% of the total population. This was because the average lifespan here was more than 160 years. However, if the range was narrowed down to the age group of 17 to 19 years old, the same proportion would drop to 20% or even lower. In Erouine, apart from the church, sorcerer academies, and Knight squads, most of the 20% of people served in the garrison.
Which was why he was looking at these people now.
Indeed, in the face of a mixed group of militia, these young people could be arrogant. However, militia was militia, and Brando was Brando. As a person who grew up in a free world, he was indeed an anomaly in this world, and he would never think of being inferior to others.
This was the deep-rooted understanding of modern people – God is the greatest, and I am the second.
Thus, he coldly stared at this guy, secretly estimating his strength. Although his opponents were not ordinary, Brando believed that he was not inferior to them in terms of stats after obtaining the Thorn of Light and the Ring of the Wind Empress.
Moreover, he also had the level 130 Veteran Warrior's Experience Cheat, so he could guarantee that these guys would be defeated one after another. Of course, they could swarm him, but Brando guessed that Bretton could not afford to lose face.
However, what surprised him was that the young vice-captain actually raised his hand to stop his team members, and asked with a heavy expression, "How do you know what we are here for? What else do you know? Who told you? "
Brando thought to himself, Of course I know.
Why would Bucce's guards appear here, and what is their goal? The young man did not know every detail, but as long as he thought about the general direction of history, he would be able to guess most of it. He knew that they were not here to retaliate, but there had to be a motive, right?
As long as he sorted out his thoughts and thought about how Bucce's guards were trying to break through Fortress Riedon's encirclement, wouldn't everything make sense?
This was the same as the game's history. In the game, it should be on this day that Madara's undead army completed their blockade of the Beldor Forest. This afternoon or early afternoon, Bucce's guards and the escaping villagers were attacked by the undead army. That was the closest they were to Fortress Riedon in history. They almost succeeded, but Kabias's skeleton army arrived and destroyed all their efforts.
At this moment, Fortress Riedon did not even realize that there was an invasion coming from the east.
But this was not a coincidence, and it was not because luck was not on Bucce's side. It was because they were facing the terrifying and efficient left wing of Incirsta's Dragon Army from the first War of the Black Rose. No matter how much they brought along their families, the weak, women, and children, the Bucce guards could not match the speed of this famous undead army.
Furthermore, they were being chased down by Rothko's Necromancer Army. These two points made their failure a tragedy.
Brando looked at the young riders, their faces were covered in dust, and he guessed that this was the first time Marden was defeated. This veteran of the November War needed food and medicine to pacify the people so that he could break through the encirclement again.
But the other side would not expect him to suffer a second and third failure so quickly. Marden still had a day and a half before 'One-eyed' Tarkus's main army arrived, and the tragedy would repeat itself.
Perhaps he would be lucky enough to escape with his life, but he would lose all the glory of being a soldier.
Brando shook his head and did not have the mood to argue anymore. But he was not a person who would repay evil with good, and he replied with disdain: "Do you still need to ask? You came here with such fanfare, isn't it written all over your face? "
"You —" The young man behind Bretton's back had veins popping out on his forehead. If not for Bretton stopping him, he would have pulled out his sword and dueled with Brando.
"You guessed right, but since you are not willing to take up the responsibility of a militia, please step aside." The young captain opened his mouth: "Please do not block our path."
"Wait," Brando could not help but feel a little angry. Is this guy trying to provoke me? He stood in the middle of the road and asked in a low voice: "Are the villagers with you?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"How many people are injured?" Brando asked.
Bretton's face stiffened: "It has nothing to do with you."
"Of course it has something to do with me. Among them are my friends' relatives, Freya, Petit-finis, Irene, and Mackie. Their families are among them. Freya and the others are fighting to protect Bucce, but what are you fighting for? " Brando asked: "Listen carefully, I am not arguing with you, I just want to know an answer —"
His powerful words silenced all the young guards, and the whispers that they had been whispering to each other all this time disappeared.
"Step aside, Brando." Bretton said with a dark face.
Brando's heart sank, and a bad premonition arose.
He shook his head: "Take me to see captain Marden, I will look for Freya and the others. I will lead you out of this predicament, but before that, you have to tell me, did something happen to the family of someone in the third squad? "
Bretton's face sank, and it was as dark as a storm cloud.
"You?" The young captain almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth. After he finished speaking, he turned around and waved to his team members, indicating for them to move in another direction.
He did not want to say anything more to Brando, and he even regretted what he said before. Whenever he thought of the battle in the afternoon, he could not help but feel that it was the biggest nightmare of his life.
He even suspected that this nightmare would haunt him for the rest of his life.
Brando stood at the side, watching the group of Knight leave silently. Various guesses flashed through his mind, but they all turned into one possibility. He could not help but shout: "Bretton."
The young vice-captain stopped on his horse.
"Is it Freya?"
Bretton's body stiffened, but he hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"What happened?"
"When you find Freya, help me pass on a message to her —"
"What?"
Bretton sighed: "If you find her, apologize to her on my behalf. Tell her that Aunt and Uncle Syl were unfortunate in the battle this afternoon … "
Just as he was about to say this, he suddenly heard a soft clang behind him.
Everyone was startled. The Knight turned around and saw Freya with a pale face, her sword falling to the ground. She had a look of disbelief on her face.
The young man called Irene followed behind the future Valkyrie with a helpless look on his face.
"Freya —!" Brendel was taken aback. He had already guessed what Bretton was going to say with his mouth full of nonsense.
"How is that possible, Aunt wouldn't …"
Freya suddenly started sobbing. Her pale face was filled with tears.
Everyone had a weak spot in their heart.
When Brendel saw the strong Freya squatting down and crying pitifully like an injured animal, he felt as though the softest part of his heart was struck. His throat felt dry, and he wanted to say something to comfort her, but he could not find the words to do so.
He looked at her silently, but suddenly realized something. Could it be that after going through the baptism of such a cruel war, that simple, simple, and kind-hearted country girl finally walked the path of becoming a Valkyrie?
Then history was going back on track.
… …
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【Note】:
Regarding professions and experience, in The Amber Sword, the characters can take up any profession they want, just like in the real world. He can be a cook today, a tailor tomorrow, a warrior, or even a scout.
But a person's time is limited. His experience in battles, adventures, and production is always limited.
If a person can't focus on one profession, every time he takes up another profession, he will receive an experience penalty due to distraction. From the first profession (excluding commoners) onwards, the experience requirement for each profession will be doubled.
Also, if there is no special explanation, the setting of the Wohnde world and The Amber Sword (game) are always the same.
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