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Chapter 500

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The exquisite card was gray with cloud patterns. It had a golden edge and was as thin as a feather. It was painted with the towering walls of the black city of Ludesai and the volcano as the background. Brando put it down, and the sunlight that had been blocked out was able to shine through the skylight. It was cut into a pool of golden fragments and sprinkled on the wizard's crimson robe opposite him.

Ekronia's Furnace of Adversity

(Paradise of Adversity III)

Any 30

[Barrier — Lair]

When the furnace enters the field, attach it to the land card.

Tap, any 2. Sacrifice an Ekronia soldier to give the furnace two points of energy.

"When travelers pass through the Great Plains, the Ludesai volcano in the north is shrouded in dark clouds all day long.

"This is …?"

"A group of mercenaries found it at the entrance of the underground city. They knew that my men were looking for something similar, so they sent it over. The underground city is in the mountains near the silver mine. I suspect that there will be more Cards of Fate there. " The Shire used telepathy to communicate, "This card should be created by a Planeswalker called Kelsie. He was one of the most outstanding Planeswalkers in the past three thousand years. He created a dark world called the Plains of Ekronia. Ekronia's Adversity is a very famous set of black and white cards. This card is part of the set and is used in conjunction with the other cards. "

Brando looked at his wizard attendant, "Why haven't I heard you mention this before?"

"I only found out recently, after I leveled up." The Shire shrugged.

"Is this set of cards very powerful?"

"Of course. Ekronia is one of the best Planeswalkers in history. If we can find his legacy, we'll be rich," The Shire replied.

Brando was not so optimistic. In the past, there were many underground cities in Schafflund, but this did not change the fact that this was a newbie area. The underground ruins of the Rune Dwarves in the Schafflund Silver Mine were a special case. The value of the treasures in other places was still a question.

"You didn't go deeper?"

"The mercenaries only went near the entrance. The room behind was filled with silt and was difficult to continue. From the looks of it, it should be a tomb that doesn't belong to our era. "

Sealed off area?

Brando's interest was piqued. Sealed areas were often unexplored dungeons. The first exploration would yield good results. However, the card in his hand seemed to have formed an indissoluble bond with the tomb. Wouldn't that mean that he would have to change his class to become a Tomb Raider in the future?

"Then let's go take a look. How did you get here?" The conversation between the two only lasted for a moment, and only Felaern knew about it. The others only felt that the hall had quieted down. Then they saw Brando raise his head and sweep his gaze across the entire hall.

"Of course it's the carriage, my Lord." The Shire smiled.

Brando nodded and looked at Carglise, "Carglise."

"I'm here. What's the matter?" Carglise, who was distracted as usual, snapped back to reality and looked at him. Brando felt pain in the corner of his eyes. "As one of the most serious nobles in Erouine, it's really fortunate that your father didn't kick you out of the house."

The young man laughed and scratched his head.

"Prepare a ship for Ampere Seale."

"A ship for Ampere Seale?" Carglise reacted quickly. "I'm going to Ampere Seale? My Lord, do you have any orders for me? "He asked with a smile.

"It's not you, it's me."

"What? My Lord, you're leaving Abies for Ampere Seale? Why?"

"You talk too much. Are you going or not?" Brando asked in annoyance. This guy was one of the best young men in Tónigel in all aspects, but he was so lazy that it gave people a headache. He couldn't help but pity Sir Macsen. That old man must've been furious a lot.

Carglise shrugged, "Of course I'm going. Why wouldn't I go? This is my Lord's order. A merchant ship for Ampere Seale. I understand. I'll tell them it's just a group of ordinary guests. "

That's more like it. Brando turned back to look at Fanny, "Do you like this place?" He had already heard the conversation between the Tree Elf girl and Metisha. Fanny nodded. The Tree Elf archers were left behind by the Druids to stay in Abies for a long time. They also wanted to find a suitable place to live.

"But Valhalla isn't big enough."

"It's fine. It doesn't matter if it's nearby, my Lord." The female Elf archer said generously.

Her words reminded Brando of something. He had the idea of moving the residents of the Green Village over. The Erouine people in the territory were still unable to receive the Senia people, and they couldn't stay in the sawmill for too long. He asked the Silver Fairy Princess to handle this matter. Metisha was now the commander of the Tree Elves, and she had the ability to do so.

After arranging everything, Brando followed The Shire into the carriage, followed by Scarlet and the Roman. Scarlet was always by his side, as if she could only feel safe by his side. The little Roman was the same. He was like a little burden.

The underground city was located in a valley. It took three hours to travel from Schafflund, and there were no roads nearby. Thus, the group had to walk through the lush forest for half a day before the emerald valley appeared in front of them. The valley faced north and south, connected by rolling hills. There was a stream below, and there were a few scattered tents in the forest on both sides. The Shire's apprentices and a group of mercenaries were stationed here to prevent local adventurers from getting there first.

The person in charge of this group was the young Magus whose companion was killed by Graudin. He was born in a noble family, but after Graudin's death, he stayed in The Shire to learn magic. He changed his name to Lilian, a name he had forgotten. Today, he was one of the most outstanding apprentices in the Shire.

The young Magus bowed respectfully to Brando. Brando had seen him before, and he had a deep impression of his silent, angry eyes. But at this moment, there was only humility.

"My Lord, the tomb is at the bottom of the valley. It's buried in the mountains, and there are only a few round pillars outside. The mercenaries dug a tunnel that leads directly to the tomb. The tunnel is about fifty meters deep, and it leads to three vertical cellars. There's a lot of silt in there, and it's difficult to enter. I ordered my men to use detection magic and metal in the area outside, but they didn't find anything. "Lilian explained clearly.

Brando was pleasantly surprised. It was easy to find a dozen experienced mercenaries in Tónigel, but it was rare to find someone who was smart and knowledgeable. These people were either monks from the Holy Cathedral or nobles. It was fortunate that they didn't cause trouble for him.

As he listened, he looked up and observed the surroundings. The stream in the valley would rise during the rainy season, and it should be able to reach their location. Thus, he deduced that the silt in the tomb was from the river. However, he didn't care too much about Lilian's explanation. The Cards of Fate couldn't be detected by magic, and only Planeswalkers could.

"Didn't you dig through the silt?"

"No, my Lord. There's a magic barrier behind the silt. We tried all kinds of methods, but we couldn't open it." Lilian replied with some difficulty.

"A magic barrier?" Brando was interested. "Bring me to see it."

"As you wish, my Lord." The young Magus bowed and replied.

The entrance to the tomb was at the other end of the camp. As they walked through the camp, the mercenaries looked at Brando with admiration. They knew that this young lord was someone who didn't fear authority. He dared to go against Count Randall just because of a promise he made to a little girl.

As for Count Randall's reaction, there were still many nobles waiting to be ransomed in the dungeons of Abies. The news of him killing two of Count Randall's Gold-ranked swordsmen with two strikes of his sword had spread throughout the kingdom.

This is a real man. Everyone thought so when they saw Brando at this moment.

However, Brando was surprised to see the female mercenary leader in the camp. The red-haired and blue-eyed Jutta wore a white shirt and tight trousers that outlined the curves of her lower body. She wore a wide belt and a pair of long riding boots, making her look like a female pirate.

She tied her warhorse to a tree and swung her long hair back. She was slightly surprised when she saw Brando.

"Ah, the mines are too boring. I heard that there's a tomb here, so I came to take a look. I didn't expect to be discovered the first time I slacked off. My luck is really bad." Jutta looked around. Some of the mercenaries were originally her subordinates. "But your prestige is getting higher and higher, my Lord."

Brendel coughed. This female mercenary leader's figure was a little too hot. She was wearing a shirt, and half of her snow-white and full half of her breasts were exposed. It was almost tearing the shirt apart. Even Ciel had a hard time averting his gaze from that 'cleavage', let alone Brendel.

[How exciting.] The Shire couldn't help but sigh in relief.

Brando did not know whether to laugh or cry. Most of his subordinates were dressed in a messy manner. The mercenaries and adventurers still followed their old habits. Now that his prestige was high, it was time to unify their battle robes. The Erouine Kingdom's military uniform was dark blue. The private soldiers of the Erouine Kingdom had their own habits, and most of them were based on their family emblem. However, Brando had other ideas.

He nodded at Jutta: "It's fine. Since the female leader is interested, why don't we go together?"

"Of course," Jutta smiled: "But my Lord is too polite. I'm willing to be your Knight. You can just call me by my name."

Brando looked at her. [Knight? Retainer?] He could faintly feel the deeper meaning behind Jutta's words.

The female mercenary leader was very carefree. Ever since Count Randner's defeat, she had completely submitted to him. Being able to follow a good lord was the dream of every mercenary. Even though she did not know Cornelius and Raban's thoughts, she was sure that they were the same.

… … (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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