Scarlett was saved.
It was like a miracle.
The lively atmosphere in the room only calmed down after a long time. Before this, no one thought that Brando would have a way to save Scarlett from such a dangerous situation.
However, the facts proved that this young and mysterious lord was omnipotent!
Amandina was certain of this conclusion after thinking about it countless times.
She retracted her gaze from the young man in a daze and felt like she was relieved. But when she saw Scarlet holding the golden apple in her hands and smiling weakly at her after noticing her gaze, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
"This silly girl!" Amandina shook her head. She knew that Scarlett was going to sell herself to help Brando count the money.
When The Shire told everyone that the Golden Apple was the legendary Golden Apple, she wasn't the only one who was shocked. Scarlett was even more stunned as if she was struck by lightning. The Golden Apple almost fell from her hands and rolled to the ground. If it wasn't for Metisha's quick reaction, it would probably be the first Golden Apple in history to be broken.
But when she saw Scarlett hugging the Golden Apple in a daze as if she was hugging the most precious treasure in the world, Amandina knew that this girl was completely hopeless.
Amandina sighed.
Just like Metisha, the intelligent Amandina could see that Scarlett was unusually reliant on others. This girl who looked strong seemed to always live for others' opinions.
But she understood that Scarlett's sorrow was that in this world, she could only rely on herself. Under most circumstances, the eyes of others would rarely linger on others.
Not to mention nobles like Makarov. Their footsteps would never stop for even a moment unless it was for their own benefits. Scarlett's efforts were destined to be unrequited. If she could see this clearly like the other members of the Grey Wolves Mercenaries, perhaps she would feel better. But she was still Scarlett, a weak and strong girl.
Amandina glanced at Brendel again and thought to herself that she was lucky to have such an oddball like him as her follower.
Magnanimous, benevolent, and full of humanity, Brando's actions seemed to be out of tune with the world of nobles. But to say that this young man was not a noble, Amandina herself could not convince herself. Other than nobles, she had never seen a person as knowledgeable and magnanimous as Brando.
Everything seemed to indicate that this young man was not only a noble, but also had an extraordinary family background. This was proven by the old swordsman, Kodan, who was captured from the mines.
After Brando left Castle Abies, Amandina was the first person in charge of Castle Abies. She was well aware of his identity, or rather, she knew every single one of Count Randner's most outstanding Knight subordinates. For the sake of Brando's plan, she had been doing her homework.
Kodan was born in a Knight's family and had participated in the November War. He had been by Count Randner's side for a long time. All of these nobles knew about him. But when he spoke, he unintentionally revealed his attitude towards Brando, which aroused her suspicions.
Without a doubt, the old swordsman knew Brando.
He knew Brando's elders, and from their conversation, Amandina could tell that Brando's elders were not simple people.
Of course, this information might be scattered and not valuable in the eyes of a normal person. But when it fell into the ears of this intelligent girl, it was enough to confirm the information she knew about Brando, and formed a complete picture.
Brando's identity seemed to be becoming clearer. This young man came from a noble family that had a long history, but was not well-known.
He was such a rare descendant of a noble.
Amandina could not help but wonder if she was blessed by the heavens. Was that why she was able to meet the current lord in Braggs' dark room? She was taken in by him, followed him, and became his aide.
At least until now, she had never regretted it. She only felt that she was extremely lucky.
But when she looked at the Golden Apple in Scarlett's hand, she still felt a little envious.
After all, it was the Golden Apple. Legend had it that it could change the fate of a person, or even a country. It only existed in myths.
Before this, she did not even believe that this legend was real. She could not help but think that if this young man had such a Golden Apple, he could use it to bribe the most powerful forces, right?
It was a priceless treasure.
With it, Brendel would be able to gain the favor of anyone with authority. Whether it was a count, a marquis, or even a duke, it was not a problem at all. Even the supreme emperor of the Cruz Empire, or even the Grand Priest of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, if this young man wanted, he could use this Golden Apple to exchange for almost anything he wanted.
But Amandina did not understand.
Brando did not. He only used this Golden Apple to save a girl he had only known for a few months. Perhaps Scarlett had the strength of a Gold-ranked fighter, but Amandina understood that the value of a Golden Apple was not as simple as a Gold-ranked fighter.
Of course, if the other side of the equation was multiplied by a hundred times, it was possible.
Of course, the answer to this question was simpler for Brando. He simply understood that a man's wealth was his own ruin. Perhaps this noble girl thought that he had a huge family behind him that could shelter him from the wind and rain, but Brando knew what kind of situation he was in.
Moreover, he did not intend to have any dealings with Erouine's rotten nobles. He was here to change the fate of this ancient country, not to be in cahoots with them.
Brando knew that he could live comfortably in this world with his foresight, but that was not his goal.
Especially after seeing Makarov and Graudin's performance, his confidence grew day by day.
As for the Golden Apple. Brando did not care. If it could be cured, he did not mind using ten or a hundred Golden Apples to save Scarlett's life. Of course, that was if he had it.
But Amandina did not see it that way. Scarlett also did not see it that way.
The person in question was holding the Golden Apple in a daze. She knew the value of the Golden Apple. When Brando was negotiating with Makarov and the others, she saw Fleetwood, Makarov, and Buga's desire for the Golden Apple.
She could not help but wonder who was more important to Makarov, her or the Golden Apple?
She did not need to think about the answer to this question. Even if there were a hundred of her, Makarov would not hesitate to choose the Golden Apple.
But why did that young man make a completely different choice?
Scarlett did not understand, and she looked at Brando in confusion. She saw that he was talking to Metisha and The Shire, and did not have any intention of turning around.
"My lord," Metisha was the first to voice her doubts: "I think I understand what you mean. Using the Golden Apple's power to restore Scarlett's life force … But …"
She frowned: "This is like drinking poison to quench one's thirst." She used a phrase unique to the Silver Elves to express the meaning of 'drinking poison to quench one's thirst', but at least Brando understood.
"My lord, there is no other way." The Shire explained: "It's better to delay it for as long as possible. It's better than facing it immediately. Who knows, we might be able to find some other way in the meantime."
The young Magus chuckled as he looked at Scarlet, who was sitting on the bed. He couldn't help but tease her, "But using the Golden Apple to do such a thing will probably make those who desire the Golden Apple half die from anger …"
"This is …" The young wizard thought for a while before he found the right word: "It's a little overkill."
Scarlett heard The Shire's words and lowered her head subconsciously. When she regained her senses, she felt that it was a little wasteful. She had the Golden Apple in her hands, and it was used on her.
It was unbelievable.
Scarlett felt that she had never thought of such a thing even in her wildest dreams.
But when The Shire saw the girl's reaction, he realized that he had misspoken. He quickly said: "Miss Scarlett, don't think too much. I didn't mean to say that it's a waste. It's just that the Golden Apple is priceless, I think …" The young wizard thought for a while and laughed: "I suddenly remembered what my lord said last time. It's a very apt description of the current situation."
Everyone turned to look at him.
Ciel quickly shrugged. "Alright, I'm saying that if this Golden Apple is a reward, Miss Scarlet, you'll probably have to 'marry me' in order to pay off this debt." The young wizard's squire giggled.
"Marry me?" Scarlett was stunned.
"That's what it means. You know what I mean." The Shire said as he took a step back, trying to dodge Brando's sword. But as a wizard, it was obviously impossible for him to dodge the attack of a swordsman of the same level at such a close distance. As soon as he finished his sentence, he screamed and fell to the ground, clutching his stomach.
Brando was angry at him for blurting out such a big mouth, so he didn't hold back. He wanted the guy to lie on the ground for a few minutes before he could get up. The Silver Elf Metisha looked at The Shire who was rolling on the ground and showed a rare 'you deserve it' look.
Scarlett finally understood The Shire's words. She held the Golden Apple and lowered her head, her face red all the way to her neck.
Brando looked at her and said: "Don't pay attention to what this guy said. But if you really want to repay my investment in the Golden Apple, you have to live well. Remember what I said. You are my most important fighter."
He took a deep breath: "I think Tónigel will soon face a great battle."
Scarlett was stunned and lowered her head, not daring to raise it. She just nodded.
Brando wanted to say something, but he felt Metisha tugging at his sleeve. He turned around and saw the Silver Elf Princess frowning and asking, "What's the matter?
"My Lord, if the Golden Apple can only solve the problem temporarily, then have you thought of a better way?"
The young man was stunned and was about to shake his head when he heard Orthlyss's voice in his mind.
"I have an idea, little one."
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