After deciding on the itinerary, Brando began to prepare for his trip to the Black Forest.
However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited for a few more days. After confirming that Lord Palas had retracted his defenses, Brando was able to carry out his plan with ease.
On the day of his departure, he arrived at a courtyard in his castle.
"Your swordsmanship has improved again."
Kodan bent down to pick up the sword and put it back on the weapon rack. The old swordsman looked at Brando with envy and helplessness, but he was also looking forward to it. "I'm old now. I'm no longer your opponent."
Brendel did not try to be humble, but he smiled shyly like a young man.
Ever since the discussion, Brando's schedule had been increasing day by day. Everyone was preparing for the trip, but he seemed to be a little relaxed.
The battle took ten minutes, and he won in the end. The young man was not too surprised. After the battle in the underground, and with the guidance of the female Knight Orthlyss, his swordsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds. He could not be compared to the first time he fought with Kodan.
His military swordsmanship was stuck at level 16 + 2, and there was no further progress. The channel for him to invest in his skills was also grayed out. Brando knew that his swordsmanship was nearing its limit. After reaching the peak of the Master level, he would have to rely on repeated practice or an epiphany one day to invest in his swordsmanship.
Today, Brando was wearing a black Cruz traveler's uniform, which was developed from the warrior culture of the Tower people. It was usually made of some kind of woolen material. The top was like a shirt, but the sleeves and trousers were unusually loose. He put on a pair of gauntlets and riding boots. Adventurers and nobles usually wore a double-layered belt to hang their swords. However, Brando had specially made Halran Gaia's scabbard for a broadsword.
He sheathed the sword and replied, "Times have changed, Mr. Kodan." Kodan looked up at him but did not say anything.
Kodan didn't say anything, but Brando didn't press him either. He took out a piece of cloth and gently wiped his sword as he thought about what had happened a few days ago.
The meeting with the druids was rather harmonious. Andrew had yet to return from the Loop of Trade Winds, so an elder named 'Gray Raven' came instead. Grey Raven symbolized the elves of the storm. To be able to use this title as a code name, it meant that this elder was proficient in Druid spells within the Wind Domain. The Wind Domain represented the sky, and the Druids of the Sky Domain often enjoyed a high status within the Druid organization.
Therefore, Brando guessed that this person might not be an ordinary outer circle elder like Andrew, but an inner circle big druid.
Druids were connected to each other by a secret organization, known as the Druid Assembly. The structure of this organization was circular, and the inner circle was called the Trade Wind Council. Every member was an archdruid, and they communicated with each other through the winds of summer, autumn, and winter thousands of miles away.
Only spring was the season of Niya. The druids had to give way to the wind so that they could not disturb the goddess Rize.
As expected, the Druids brought him a piece of news that he had not expected.
Gray Raven told him that they might have found Valhalla, but in fact, they had encountered a little trouble. The Loop of Trade Winds seemed to be undergoing some unusual changes. The laws of the Black Forest were once again rearranged. The druids encountered fog and strong winds, and their sense of direction in the forest, which they were so proud of, was no longer effective.
The archdruid said that the trees there seemed to be repelling them. If not for the fact that they were not hostile, it would have been difficult for them to even walk out of the forest.
Brando pondered for a moment and guessed what they might have encountered. The power of the Moon of Magic was growing stronger with each passing day, and the chaos in the darkness was becoming restless. Even the forest was affected and began to show signs of change.
This was a difficult problem, and there was almost no way to solve it. The only way to solve it was to force their way in. But this required strength, and the druids couldn't do it. Although the archdruid seemed to have the strength of a Gold-tier warrior, they knew too little about Valhalla. It seemed that he had to go there himself.
But that was fine as well. It was exactly what he wanted.
He set aside a month and a half, and thought that it would be more than enough for him to arrange this trip. But just as he was thinking of this, a sudden argument interrupted his thoughts.
"Stop!"
"I want to see your commander. I know he's already back!"
"Stop talking nonsense. A captive should have the self-awareness of a captive. Why do you have so many demands?" This was the voice of a soldier.
Brando raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. It was the dungeon, and a funny expression appeared on his face. This was not the first time he had heard of such a dispute.
"Hmph! You untrustworthy bastards! The last time I defeated that bastard, he promised to let me see your commander! If you have the guts, make him come again. I guarantee that I'll beat him until he pisses his pants! "
"Shut up!" The soldier scolded: "Captain Cornelius went easy on you. Didn't you see that his sword was broken in the fight?"
"Then why don't you make him change to a better sword and fight me?" The voice did not hide the sarcasm.
"Brat, do you want to be taught a lesson again?" The soldier was clearly impatient.
Then there were a few cries of pain. Brando quickly saw a young man wearing a white shirt running out from behind the bushes. The young man's light blonde hair was slightly messy, and he seemed to be in a sorry state. However, he held a sword in his hand. Brando noticed that the sword was not stained with blood.
When the young man ran out from behind the bushes, he was surprised to see someone outside. When he saw that Brando was holding a sword, he subconsciously thought that he was one of the guards and immediately went forward to greet him.
Brando was slightly surprised. He wondered why he let someone run out, but before he could finish his thoughts, he saw the young man lunge towards him with a sword in his hand.
The young man's sword was pointed at Brando's right arm. It was obvious that he did not want to kill him, but the speed of his sword was extremely fast and his hand was steady. This showed that he had a good foundation in swordsmanship. This surprised Brando as he knew that his four captains, Jutta, Cornelius, Raban, and Cornelius, were not a match for this young man.
"Damn, military swordsmanship, at least level 8." Brando thought to himself. No wonder the Nightsong Tiger, Raban, and Cornelius were almost unable to kill this young man. He was indeed a talent.
His first thought was to knock the young man's sword away, but he changed his mind. He wanted to test the young man's strength. Brando changed his stance twice in an instant. He flicked his sword upwards and blocked the young man's sword, then pushed it outwards, causing the young man's center of gravity to tilt.
Even though Carglise's attack was neutralized, Brando was merciful and did not knock his sword away. He almost thought that his eyes were playing tricks on him. That ordinary-looking guard seemed to be a master swordsman?
But that was impossible.
The young man gritted his teeth and attacked again. However, Brando's Halran Gaia softened and slapped the young man's left and right arms. He did not use his full strength, nor did he use Earthquake. Instead, he used his immense strength to push the young man back. In the end, the young man fell to the ground on his butt.
"Full of flaws, but commendable."
Brando thought to himself. He saw the young man stand up again and subconsciously raised his sword. He wanted to see if the young man knew any other swordsmanship. But at that moment, he saw Carglise throw his sword away and raise his hand.
"I surrender!" Carglise stared at Brando with his light grey eyes. He knew that the young man was a master swordsman. He did not stand a chance.
But he only felt annoyed. If he knew this would happen, he would not have run in this direction. Now that he thought about it, he found it laughable that he took the initiative to attack the young man. He looked at the old man and thought that he should have run away from here.
But when he saw Kodan looking at him with a smile and the old swordsman's slender fingers and countless calluses, he realized that his defeat was inevitable.
"Who are you?" Carglise asked curiously. He allowed the soldiers who caught up to him to tie his hands behind his back. The soldiers were angry at him for injuring others, so they did not hold back, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.
Fortunately, the young man did not kill anyone. Otherwise, the soldiers would have beaten him up in front of their lord.
Brando did not answer but looked at the young man with interest. He looked at the young man and suddenly had a new idea.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"
"Why would you kill me?" Carglise was not afraid. "There's nothing to gain from it."
"Kill the chicken to warn the monkey." Brando replied.
"Then you can do it." The young man puffed out his chest: "If I blink, I will no longer be a man of the Haberto Family."
"So a man only cares about himself and not your father?" Brando asked.
"What does being a man have to do with my father?" Carglise was puzzled.
Brando was surprised. After all, the culture of this world was different from his original world.
He looked at the soldiers again: "Why didn't you kill them?"
The young man shook his head: "Why do you always talk about killing? I'm much stronger than them. I don't need to kill them to escape. But if both sides have the same strength, then I can only fight with my life. "He answered honestly.
"But he's your enemy."
"I can't kill all of them." Carglise raised his eyebrows and shrugged: "What's more, if I'm caught, I'll be the one in trouble. Just like now!"
"You've thought it through." Brando suddenly found the young man interesting: "Well, do you still want to know who I am?"
"Didn't I just ask?"
"Then what should you call me?" Brando looked back at the soldiers.
The soldiers quickly took a step back and lowered their heads. They placed one hand on their chest and saluted: "My Lord."
My Lord.
Brendel turned around and saw the young man staring at him with his mouth agape. His mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg. He could not believe his eyes: "You … You are …"
Brendel nodded and laughed in his heart, but his face did not show it.
"Yes, I'm the one you want to see."
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