"Scarlet."
The soft call seemed to be lower than the howling wind outside.
The red-haired girl looked up. Veronica was sitting not far from her. The two hid in the natural shelter formed by the recessed black rocks. This kind of terrain was not uncommon in this area that was shrouded in wind and sand all year round.
Veronica seemed to want to break the silence, but she did not know where to start. The girl in front of her had a strong sense of wariness towards her. It was not Scarlet's fault. After all, they were enemies before.
But the female legion commander chose to speak in the end.
Scarlet blinked her beautiful amber eyes and looked at the noblewoman from the Cruz Empire with doubts. The relationship between the two seemed to have changed from hostility to a subtle relationship of mutual dependence. She could not help but feel that it was unreal.
Of course, more than that, she was uneasy. This uneasiness did not come from the fear and nervousness of her situation, but from the concern of leaving the Lord.
The uneasiness was reflected in the girl's expression through the subtle refraction of her expression. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes were full of worry.
Veronica sighed: "You don't have to worry too much. Your Lord will be safe."
The comforting words more or less made the girl relax a little. At least her hands were no longer clenched into fists. Then the female legion commander showed a kind smile:
"There is a saying in the Cruz Army. A young man with a tough life is favored by the stars in the sky.
"It is said that a child who came to this world on a certain night when the bright galaxy stretched across the sky is the child of the stars. The child of the stars is favored by luck and can always turn misfortune into blessings. I think he has the potential. "
Scarlet did not understand why Veronica suddenly said this to her. She stared at the female senior in disbelief, as if questioning: Is there really such a legend in the Cruz Army?
The distance between the two was shortened a lot.
"Where are you from?" Veronica suddenly asked.
"I —" Scarlet whispered the word "I" and suddenly became alert. She looked at the lady with suspicion in her eyes. But the latter shook her head and could not help but laugh softly.
"You don't have to be nervous. I'm just curious."
Qian Xi tilted her head and looked at her in confusion.
Veronica shook her head. Even though she was already over a hundred years old, the Goddess of War still retained her youthful vigor. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a stunning beauty. However, at this moment, she sat on the sand, looking a little tired. "If there is only one genius in a hundred people, then your liege must be someone who only appears once in a thousand years."
"Actually, I don't doubt his future achievements, but I'm just curious. Can such a person really appear in the border province of a small country? Brando said that he's a small lord at the border of Erouine, but I feel that this story is too legendary."
"It's just like those Knight novels." Veronica turned around, her green eyes flashing with a wise smile. "But everyone knows that stories are just stories."
Qian Xi stared at her blankly.
"I don't mean any harm. I'm just curious."
"I don't know." The girl lowered her head and shook it.
Veronica seemed to be trying to discern the truth from Qian Xi's expression, but she did not press on. It was as if this conversation was just a casual conversation. She only nodded.
"That little girl knew him before you."
Qian Xi did not know why, but she knew that Veronica was referring to Amandina. She nodded.
"What a mysterious little girl." Veronica licked her lips subconsciously. This habitual action was like twenty or thirty years ago when she met an opponent who she did not want to admit defeat on the battlefield. Her green eyes flashed with a wild light.
She looked back: "Are you still worried?"
Qian Xi shook her head. She did not want to show her cowardice in front of outsiders.
Veronica smiled: "Let's wait for the wind and sand to die down a little. We'll go down and find him."
The red-haired girl swung her ponytail and looked at her in surprise.
Veronica did not say much. In fact, she rarely showed her friendly side in front of others, but this lonely girl touched a soft spot in her heart.
It reminded her of when she was young.
Veronica watched Qian Xi's reaction carefully and felt a little amused. But it was at this time that a sudden sound came from the sandstorm outside.
A piece of stone slid down the mountain wall in the wind, as if someone was walking between the cliffs.
The sound of footsteps startled the two girls. Veronica subconsciously reached for the sword at her waist, but when she grabbed the air, she remembered that she had already given the Azure Skies to Brando.
She only had time to raise her head and hear the footsteps outside getting closer and closer. Then a voice asked in the sandstorm outside:
"Are there other travelers inside? Can you let me in to take shelter from the wind? This weather is really unfriendly."
Veronica raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the voice.
"Please come in, Count." The lady hesitated for a moment before replying.
Hearing this answer, the person outside the cave was slightly stunned. The other party seemed to be taken aback, but immediately rushed in. The light in the cave dimmed slightly. The person who came in pressed a hand on his sword and looked down at Veronica from the entrance of the cave.
"Veronica!"
A familiar face greeted Qian Xi's eyes.
Greysword Saint-mephistopheles.
…
After entering the giant obsidian door that guarded Valhalla, it was as if they had entered a vast underground space. The entire space was immersed in endless, silent darkness. Brando and the others walked for a while in the absence of light, and their vision gradually adapted to the environment.
They gradually found themselves walking up a cylindrical "bridge," and there were many similar "bridges" around them. They were bunched up and formed a not steep slope.
There were no handrails around these "bridges," which sounded a little dangerous. But in fact, these cylindrical bridges were dozens of meters wide, and walking on them was still considered stable.
It was just that when he looked back occasionally, the 'pillars' behind him were inserted into the endless darkness below as if there was no end. When he raised his head, the top of the 'pillars' also extended forward endlessly, drowning in the darkness.
This visual illusion made them think that they were ascending vertically, as if they were walking between heaven and earth before the creation of Chaos, and if they were not careful, they would lose their footing and fall into an endless abyss.
Anyone who looked at such an environment would feel their limbs go weak, let alone a certain person in the group.
Brando did not walk for long before he felt another hand holding his other than Sifrid's. He turned around and saw Faena, who was trembling in fear, standing beside him with a pale face.
She looked at him pitifully, as if telling him not to make a sound. But Brando snickered inwardly. There was no way William did not notice her actions, and Sifrid's ears were also very sensitive.
In other words, she was just deceiving herself.
"Even the torch can't be lit?" Brando asked in the darkness.
"The Eternal Torch is useless, and magic is also ineffective. Perhaps there is a magic suppression." The old wizard stood beside him as if he was talking about something unrelated to him: "But you can try a higher level spell."
"For example, an artificial sun."
"Forget it."
Brando was very clear about that spell, and he did not want to blow up this place. However, the darkness was not much of a threat to them, and he was more concerned about the enemy behind them.
The young man turned around and looked at the place where he came from. Andesha and her helpers were circling around the place.
It was the effect of William's spell. This great wizard indeed had the power to match his reputation, and no one dared to say that they could easily trap Andesha.
The old wizard noticed Brando's expression and could not help but smile.
He stroked the tip of his staff and said proudly: "This labyrinth spell should be able to trap them for a while, but I can't help you anymore, young man."
It was Brendel's idea to set up an ambush behind Valhalla's gate. Even William did not know Andesha's personality, but Brendel was different. He knew that Andesha would definitely be at a disadvantage in this ambush.
However, the plan was somewhat different from what he had originally envisioned.
"If I remember correctly, the Tree Herders and the Silver Alliance are enemies, right?" Brando could not help but raise his head and ask: "Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to get rid of them?"
He looked at the great wizard eagerly, hoping that he would make a move so that he could get rid of them once and for all.
"You're dreaming." The old wizard laughed: "Actually, I'd like to, but the opponent is one of the twelve Tree Herders. Although I don't know how you managed to provoke such a person, the chances of winning against this woman are too low, so I won't make a move easily."
Brando secretly glanced at the old wizard, thinking that this was really in line with the temperament of these craftsmen wizards, quantifying the chances of winning a battle. It was no wonder that they had never really lost in any conflict.
No matter what, the Silver Folk were monsters.
However, he did not intend to persuade William so easily. He more or less retained some of the game's thinking, and at least in The Amber Sword, he would not blatantly give the players a chance to cheat.
"Even if it's a sneak attack?"
"No." William shook his head: "Alright, young man, don't think too much. This Maze spell can trap Andesha for at least half an hour because she doesn't know that I'm here. If she sees me, this spell won't work. "
"And even if this condition doesn't exist, she will discover that it's an illusion sooner or later. This is the first reason, "the old wizard raised a finger:" The second reason is that I can't stay here with you for too long. "
"You're leaving?" Brendel was taken aback. The Archmage was currently his biggest backer, and he did not expect him to leave so soon after coming here.
"The Green Tower is about to fall. You don't want your efforts to go to waste, do you?" William scratched his head that was full of silver hair. To be honest, Brendel found it hard to believe that a respected wizard leader would do such a nonsensical action. "Alright," the old man said: "Actually, this has nothing to do with me, but since Tulman asked for my help, I can't refuse."
[The Green Tower is about to fall so soon?]
Brando did not know that he had been unconscious for several days. He thought that there were no Players participating in the Maze of Wolves. Fortunately, the leader of the adepts of the Silver Union was here. This was a relief to him.
If William took action, the Calamity of Wolves would not be able to threaten the Druids for the time being.
But no matter what, he did not have much time left.
The old wizard patted his shoulder and passed a box to him: "This is a gift from me, young man. There's a cloak in the box that will allow you to avoid Andesha's detection."
"Wait," Brando shouted: "There are three of us, Grandmaster."
"I know," the old wizard smiled: "That's why this cloak is used by the Giants."
"Used by the Giants?" Brando had a strange expression on his face. What kind of strange setting was this?
"That's right, but it has a flaw. It can only be used once a day. After that, it's no different from a normal cloak."
"Do all Magi's items have such strange temperaments?" Brando took the box and asked in annoyance.
Everything that was happening right now reminded him of his experience in the game. He did not have a good impression of Magi's creations.
"Oh, it seems like you're quite familiar with them. I'm relieved, "the old wizard smiled and waved his staff in the air, opening a silver door of light:" But don't underestimate this cloak. When it's in effect, even the Dragon King will not be able to break through its concealment! "
"Dragon King? You mean Bahamut? "Brando was stunned. He could not help but look at the box in disbelief.
But whether it was the Fire Dragon King Bahamut or the War Dragon Tiamat, if this cloak was as the old wizard had said, then it was at least a mythical item.
But was a mythical item like this?
Brando turned around and saw the old wizard walk into the door of light. But in the end, William suddenly turned around and said to him in a serious tone: "Young man, I'll leave you with the time. The rest is up to you —"
"Wait, I'll say!" Brando suddenly reacted: "You haven't told me what the activation incantation is!"
It was a pity that William didn't hear his last sentence. The door of light flashed in the darkness and then disappeared as if it had never existed.
What the heck!
At that moment, Brendel felt like he was being cheated.
… (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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