"Ah!" The girl beside Cohen let out a low cry.
On the other side, Scarlett's eyes flashed with confusion.
The old swordsman did not retreat. Instead, he raised his sword and clashed with Varian's hammer for the first time. "Ding!" An ear-piercing sound pierced through the entire arena. Everyone could not help but close their eyes and cover their ears subconsciously.
But the next moment, the youths in the cages were shocked to see Kodan sweep Varian's hammer away.
Everyone had only one thought in their minds: this is impossible!
Brando's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Kodan had been hiding his strength all this while, waiting for this final blow. But what really surprised him was that when the old man attacked, only he and Medissa saw a flash of blue light on the old man's right index finger.
Wind Bullet!
Brando looked at the ring on his right index finger. Although the Ring of the Wind Empress could be found all over Wohnde, this was too much of a coincidence.
He was distracted for a moment and missed the moment when Kodan took off Varian's helmet and stabbed him in the throat. When he came back to his senses, the dwarf lord's corpse had turned into white light and disappeared. However, the old man did not have it easy either. His hasty attack had caused him to suffer a punch to his chest. Varian's gauntlets were full of metal spikes. Not only did the punch penetrate and injure his lungs, it also caused his chest to become a bloody mess.
But the worst part was the exhaustion of his physical strength. After the victory, the old swordsman could not hold on anymore. He supported himself with his sword and panted for a while before he recovered.
Then, Kodan pointed outside the arena, and one of the cages with the youths in it opened.
"Come out, Jocah. Why are you here?" the old swordsman asked, panting.
"Captain Kodan?"
The youths were stunned. They did not know what to do. They did not understand why Kodan would save them first. What they did not know was that this guard captain was not with Brando in the first place.
The old swordsman coughed. His injuries were very serious. If it had been anyone else, they would have died. However, he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. It was full of blood, but he didn't care.
"Alright, go to the side and stay there." He waved his hand at the youths. "What does this have to do with you? I'll ask you later."
Joka and Maher were speechless. Although Kodan had saved them, they had been captured in 2 batches. Cohen and his companions were still trapped in the cage, but it seemed that Kodan had only saved them to find out what had happened. Furthermore, it seemed that the old guard captain did not intend to challenge them again.
In fact, everyone knew that the old man did not have the ability to continue fighting.
Even though Maher and Cohen often mocked each other, these youths had deep feelings for each other. It was hard for them to accept giving up on their companions.
So what if it was hard to accept? They were powerless and could only stand there at a loss.
"You guys go first, Jocah." The skinny youth didn't seem to be panicking as he spoke to his companions.
"Cohen."
"Take as much as you can. As for the rest, I'll think of a way myself."
"What is it?" Jocah asked.
"I don't know." Cohen answered honestly.
Kodan did not care about what the youths were saying. He only knew Jocah and Maher because he was familiar with them. However, in his eyes, they were nothing more than a bunch of hoodlums from Schafflund Town. They weren't worthy of his attention.
"Mortal, do you want to continue the challenge?"
A loud and majestic voice boomed across the arena.
"No!"
The old man refused the next challenge and limped to the side of the arena. At the same time, he shouted at Brendel: "How is it, Tobus boy?"
Brando looked at him and shrugged.
The old man walked over and threw his sword to Brando: "Take this. I'll lend you this. It's your turn now. Let me see if that stubborn old man's descendant has improved. "
He then looked at Brando from head to toe: "You're his son?" He shook his head: "You don't look like it. Grandson? But you look like you're in your early twenties, and you're already a Gold-ranker. You're not any weaker than that bastard — "
"Hmph, the son of a general doesn't have a dog." Kodan shook his head as if he was lamenting the fact that he didn't have a descendant.
Brendel's hand almost dropped the sword he had just caught. What did he mean by 'you're already a Gold-ranked swordsman, and from this point alone, you're not inferior to your grandfather'? He never knew that his grandfather was a Gold-ranked swordsman — — No, wait a minute!
According to Kodan's words, he was far from being a Gold-ranker. He knew that he was able to become a Gold-ranker in half a year because of his cheat code. But if his grandfather also became a Gold-ranker in his twenties, he would at least be a Seer!
Brando slapped his forehead. He couldn't accept this information. In his memories of this world, his grandfather's family moved to Braggs from other places. As for where they came from, he didn't know, and Brando never asked.
He only knew that his grandfather used the money he brought to buy a piece of land in Braggs, and then built a mill in the outskirts of Braggs. Although he didn't come from a rich family, he didn't live a poor life.
Otherwise, a young man like Brando would have either worked in the fields or become an apprentice. It was impossible for him to live alone in Bucce.
Now that he thought about it, his grandmother didn't seem like a normal girl. Not only was she literate, but she also knew many things. His mother was from Kaleiga, and came from a noble family. Her status was even more prominent.
To be honest, Brando had never wondered why a noble's daughter would marry his father. No matter how rich a miller was, the gap between his bloodline and his status was difficult to cross.
When Brando thought about it, he suddenly realized that the soul in his body didn't seem to understand his family and background.
He suppressed his doubts and raised his eyebrows: "You know him?"
"I've known him for a while. That stubborn old man," the old man replied: "At that time, I was just a young man about your age. I just came out from the countryside of Togo. I said I was a Knight, but I was just a wild boy. Your grandfather, on the other hand, graduated from a nobleman's academy. I was his subordinate for a period of time — "
He wanted to continue speaking, but at this moment, a loud voice above the arena interrupted their conversation.
"Next challenger!"
Kodan raised his head and looked at the sky above the arena.
Brando also stopped thinking about it. A person could meet all kinds of people in their life, but only a few people would leave an impression on you after a few decades. Usually, you would remember them through a small connection. He guessed that their relationship wasn't as simple as what Kodan said. He looked at his right index finger and saw two identical rings. This made him even more suspicious.
When he was in Bucce, he had his suspicions. No matter how ordinary the Ring of the Wind Empress was, it wouldn't fall into the hands of an ordinary miller. When Braggs asked the cripple about it, the latter's strange attitude made him suspicious as well.
His suspicions were put aside for a while, but today, with the old man's reminder, it resurfaced.
He looked at Kodan and thought that as long as the old man was still in his hands, he would have plenty of opportunities to find out more. It seemed that he, or rather, Brando's grandfather, wasn't a simple person.
Then, Brando and Metisha looked at each other and said in his mind: "Let's go."
The Silver Elf princess replied in her mind: "Yes, my lord."
The two of them walked to the arena side by side. As they walked, the entire arena fell silent.
Two people? The youths were fine, but Jana and Kodan were stunned. They knew Brendel and Medissa's strength, and they were at least Gold-ranked. No matter how they looked at it, this was against the rules.
"You two?" The old man hurriedly called out to them.
Brando didn't answer.
Metisha didn't say anything either. She followed the young man to the center of the arena. The two of them stood there and waited quietly.
However, Kodan quickly guessed the origin of the Silver Elf princess. He suddenly remembered that Medissa's Elemental Power was' Soul 'when they fought.
However, there was only one kind of existence in this world that used souls as Elemental Power, and that was Madara's Undead.
Undead!
The old man was suddenly enlightened. No wonder Medissa was so reckless during the landslide, because the undead had no fear at all. However, why would this young man have an Undead following him? Kodan's first thought was that he was a Necromancer, but that was obviously wrong.
First of all, a Gold-ranked Necromancer couldn't summon an Undead of the same level. Secondly, Brando's eyes didn't have the purple or green light that represented Soulfire.
Kodan suddenly gasped. "A Heroic Spirit!" He immediately guessed that Brando was a trainee Knight of the Flame.
The Flame Knight was the strongest fighting force in the Holy Cathedral of Fire. It was a Level 11 organization. Every Flame Knight was accompanied by the soul of an ancient hero from the War of the Holy Saints. These heroes were all knights who had once followed the Flame King Gretel. According to the Pale Poem, the Flame King Gretel had 232 Knights. Because of this, the Flame King Gretel never had more than 200 Knights.
However, he immediately shook his head. There were no Silver Elves among the Knights that followed the Flame King.
While the old man was puzzled, the youths at the side of the arena were whispering to each other.
"It's over," Jocah sighed when he saw Brando and Metisha enter the arena.
"Can you stop being so discouraging? What do you mean it's over? The fight hasn't even started yet." Maher frowned when he heard his companion's words. He wasn't sure if Brendel would save Cohen or not.
"Did you forget?" Jocah turned around and said, "If you're stronger than that Iron Knight, you can't fight together. What does that mean?"
Maher was stunned. This meant that Brando wasn't strong at all! They couldn't help but look at Cohen in the cage. The skinny youth's face was expressionless, but the girl beside him was gloomy.
"Damn it, I didn't expect this guy to be an embroidered pillow!" Maher said angrily. "He looks good, but he's useless. I thought he was strong!"
"Didn't you always say he wasn't strong, Maher?" One of the youths whispered.
However, this sentence naturally received a fierce glare from the tall youth.
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