Brando immediately turned around and placed his index finger on his lips, gesturing for Faena and Sifrid to keep quiet. Andesha's voice caused Faena's face to turn pale. She almost screamed out loud, but when she saw Brando's action, she covered her mouth and calmed herself down.
The forest became quiet once more.
Not far away, there was a certain Pteroptera making a monotonous noise in the bushes. A few small rodents were also making rustling noises as they darted through the weeds.
Faena could almost hear her own pulse beating vigorously in this strange silence. Her blood was pumping faster due to her nervousness, but her fingers and face were turning paler.
"What should we do?"
She mouthed the question. Her arrogance seemed to have disappeared without a trace, leaving behind an ordinary girl who looked at Brando with fear in her eyes. She realized that he was the only person she could rely on right now.
Brando glanced at her.
At this moment, the noble lady's face was as dirty as a cat's, and her beautiful blonde ponytail was also covered in dust. Although anyone would be like this after the previous battle, he still felt that she was much cuter than before.
At the very least, the arrogant and domineering attitude she had when she bickered with him was long gone.
"Don't worry."
Brendel mouthed the same reply. Brando knew that her current attitude was only temporary. She was still the daughter of the Duke of Cruz, and her arrogance was engraved in her bones. She was still bickering with him before Andesha appeared.
He calmed himself down and listened carefully. There were faint footsteps coming from the other side of the forest. Andesha did not seem to have any intention of hiding herself, and there was no need for her to do so with her strength. She would only hide herself out of fear, and a true expert would not do so.
Just like how they were doing right now.
[Back in the game, I didn't have many opportunities to use stealth as a level 130 warrior. The time I learned the skills of a rogue was a memory from many years ago.]
That experience was exciting and exciting, but it was different now. Running for his life in the real world meant that his life was in constant danger, and the feeling of having a knife at his back was not exciting at all.
Instead, he felt nervous and scared to death.
Brando was not used to such a difference, but because of his past experience, he was able to calm down quickly.
He stood motionless and heard two footsteps, one after the other, hesitating not far to the west. That direction was quite close, which meant that there might be more than one exit to the surface.
However, could this be considered a form of luck?
Then he heard Andesha's voice.
"That brat might have already left. I didn't think that there would be people from the Silver Alliance protecting them in secret apart from the druids. That spell from before had a familiar aura. I wonder if it was one of those old guys."
Hearing this voice, Brando couldn't help but hold his breath subconsciously. But immediately, another man's voice sounded familiar.
"I didn't expect a monster like you to regret making so many enemies. Isn't this a form of mockery?"
"Making too many enemies? What a joke, "Andesha's voice was slightly shrill, and Brendel could hear that she was sneering:" I can understand why you cowards are afraid of the slightest thing. But if that's the case, why don't you cowards just go back to your filthy nest? "
"Alright, alright," the man's voice softened: "I'm not here to quarrel with you, Andesha. Compared to that, I'm more curious about the existence of another world. I don't doubt that we are the first batch of visitors to this place after thousands of years."
"It's the second batch. Don't forget, they might have already entered."
Brando knew that the 'they' Andesha was referring to was him. She probably didn't dare to confirm how many people were with him, and if she had doubts, she would have scruples. This was good news for him.
"It doesn't matter, Andesha. Did you notice that the young man knew about this place from the start? I don't believe that he would open that door without any preparation."
The man continued: "Even though the door outside is the legacy of the foolish humans, you have to admit that in the Golden Era, these things are magnificent compared to the pitiful civilizations of the present."
"Do you think, Andesha, that such an existence would open the door without any warning?"
"What are you trying to say, Mihala? Oh, I forgot that you should be called … …" Andesha retorted with a frivolous tone, but the man interrupted her before she could finish.
"Andesha, don't you care about what the Druids are secretly preparing behind everyone's backs? Not to mention that those old fogeys from the Silver Alliance are also involved. There are fragments of the Sealing Stone here, and there might be something even more shocking. "
"Something even more shocking? Isn't this World Tree enough? "
"This withered World Tree is probably an experimental product of the ancient war, but it's nothing. You know that very well, Andesha."
"Perhaps, but I also want to know. That's why you should stop talking nonsense and come with me."
"Your personality hasn't changed at all." The man replied.
The two of them stopped talking, and Brando immediately held his breath. He knew that Andesha's Perception was frighteningly high, and it meant that they would be discovered if they were the slightest bit careless. Andesha didn't even need to focus her attention to do so.
Faena also understood this point. Even though she was a little arrogant, she was still quite knowledgeable. As someone from the upper class of the Cruz Empire, she had seen all kinds of experts and knew how terrifying Andesha was.
The last one was Sifrid. She was a cautious and quick-witted girl from the mountains. She only needed to see her brother Brando's choice to know what to do.
She raised her head, her large green eyes darting around, but she didn't make a single sound.
The three of them stood there like puppets, and they heard footsteps from the other side of the bushes. It seemed like Andesha and the man called Mihara were looking for directions.
"They might have entered the center of the forest," Andesha said, and the footsteps gradually moved away from the World Tree.
After a long time —
Brando finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Phew —" Faena let out a long sigh and patted her chest with a pale face. She looked like she had just been fished out of the water. Her back was drenched in sweat, and her forehead was also covered in cold sweat.
"Great, they're far away. Let's use this chance to turn back." She immediately said.
"Turn back?"
"Of course. That woman thinks that we've entered the forest. Before she can react, we should meet up with Lady Veronica and leave this place as soon as possible, right?" Faena's eyes widened as she spoke.
"No, no, you're mistaken about one thing," Brando shook his head solemnly: "You should be the one to turn back, my lady. That's fine too. Échis is still sleeping outside and won't be waking up anytime soon. Andesha has also defeated the Nightmare, so there shouldn't be any danger on the way back. You should remember the way back, right?"
"I —" Faena was stunned, and her eyebrows rose sharply: "Y-you want me to go back alone?"
"What else do you want?"
"Y-y-you're not going to accompany me?" Faena asked in disbelief.
Brando was a little confused. Just how natural was it for her to ask him to accompany her back? Could it be that they were familiar with each other?
"Why should I accompany you?" He naturally rejected her request.
"I … You …" Faena's face turned green and white as she looked at him. She was about to throw a tantrum, but for some reason, she calmed down halfway: "Then … Then why are you staying here?"
"There's such a big tree there. Anyone would be curious about it, my lady." Brando naturally wouldn't tell her the truth and simply pointed at the World Tree.
Of course, anyone with a normal mind could hear the perfunctory tone in his words.
"Hey, curiosity isn't as important as your life …"
"Eh?" Brando was surprised and asked curiously: "Are you worried about me, or are you worried that no one will accompany you back?"
Faena's face flushed red. She raised her eyebrows and shouted: "None of them, you idiot! I'm just asking, I don't care about your life! Then … Then I'm leaving. Don't blame me if you die … "
After saying that, she took a deep breath and turned to leave. Brando looked at her back and shrugged. He was more serious than her. Even though it was a little out of his expectations, he had no choice but to stay and fight with Andesha for the right to rule Valhalla.
It sounded inconceivable, but it wasn't unrealistic. Andesha did not know the true meaning of this place and did not have a clear goal like him. Brando had already taken the initiative.
Secondly, he was together with Sifrid, and Valhalla had already acknowledged him as its Sovereign. If he could obtain control of this legendary territory, he could use the power of this place to defeat Andesha.
It was like a God having a huge advantage in his own Divine Kingdom. Even though it was a little exaggerated to say that. But according to Brando's knowledge, it was enough for Valhalla's sleeping guards to chase Andesha away.
Even though it was unrealistic to 'keep' Andesha in this place.
However, while these possibilities sounded simple in theory, they were actually extremely dangerous in practice. Especially to seize the initiative under Andesha's nose. Just the thought of it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
Brando was not interested in bringing a burden along with him when he made such a desperate gamble. He was more than willing to find an opportunity to send Faena away. In fact, he was more willing to send Sifrid to a safe place.
Only a lone ranger would be able to walk safely on the edge of danger.
But what Brando did not expect was that just as Faena's figure disappeared behind the door and he heaved a sigh of relief, Faena walked out from the door again.
"Hey —"
She was obviously scared to death in the dark, and her face was unbelievably pale, but the first thing she said was, "Right, right, I, I suddenly remembered that the people of Kirrlutz don't, don't have the habit of abandoning their companions. Although, although we were enemies before, after all, you saved me once … You may be heartless, but I can't be unrighteous …"
Brando's face darkened.
… … (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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