The Holy Cathedral was in a mess, and Marquis Yoakam, one of the main culprits, had already left. Brendel glanced at Archbishop Wood. "Lord Archbishop, you shouldn't have come out." His previous joking attitude was replaced with a serious tone.
"If I didn't come out, wouldn't you have destroyed the entire temple? Do you know how long this temple has existed for?" Archbishop Wood raised his eyebrows slightly and replied in an annoyed tone.
Brando smiled awkwardly and turned to Princess Magadal. "I haven't thanked you yet, Your Highness. May I know your name?"
"Just call me Magadal. I'm just a nun here, sir." Magadal sighed. "I'm sorry … I should have stopped the duel. Now I've caused so much trouble. This temple is Master Luo Gnin's blood and sweat. We've profaned this piece of art. It's all my fault. "
"No," Brando shook his head. "Your Highness, you don't have to bear all the responsibility. Even if you had stopped me, I would still have insisted on dueling with him."
The Nun Princess widened her brown eyes slightly and asked in surprise, "Why? Don't you regret it?"
"If I can't protect my subordinates, then I will regret it." Brando replied seriously. "Princess Magadal, this is why I'm grateful to you."
"This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. Normally, a vassal would be loyal to their superiors, and protect their followers even at the cost of their lives. Isn't this their duty and obligation?" Magadal blinked her eyes.
"A vassal swearing loyalty to the Lord, and as the follower, promises to give the follower glory and protection. This is a righteous contract. In ancient times, the ancestors of the wilderness made such a vow." Archbishop Wood looked at the monk soldiers who were cleaning up the mess in the courtyard and interrupted. "But for this, you have to pay a hundred thousand Tor. Isn't that a little too expensive?"
Brando played with the new ring on his hand and shrugged. "Anyway, it's not my money. Besides, that Marquis Yoakam paid more than me. He paid so much just to confirm whether or not the Archbishop was performing the ritual of a Templar Knight. That's really generous of him." If Marquis Yoakam were to hear this, he would be furious.
Archbishop Wood did not reply.
"I see." Magadal looked at Brando carefully. "Sir, may I know your name?"
"Of course. My name is Sophie." Brendel could not help but look at Archbishop Wood when he answered. He was a little embarrassed to lie in front of someone who knew the truth, but the older, the wiser. Archbishop Wood's expression did not change, as if he did not hear anything.
"Sophie?" The Nun Princess frowned and muttered. "Why does it sound like a girl's name?"
Her voice was very soft, almost as if she was talking to herself. Unfortunately for her, Brendel was a Gold-ranked existence, and his five senses were far more sensitive than ordinary people. He could not help but cough heavily when he heard her words. Fortunately, Magadal did not dwell on this question. She raised her head and asked, "Mr. Sophie came to Ampere Seale to become a Templar Knight at this time of the year?"
"Something like that." Brando suddenly thought of something and added, "I also wanted to take a look at Ampere Seale to broaden my horizons. I have heard that this is the most prosperous port in the south of Wohnde, but I have never seen it. Since I'm here, of course I want to see more."
"I see. Ampere Seale is indeed more prosperous than many places in Erouine. But the most worthwhile place to visit in this city is probably the Anderla Cathedral. There is also the White Stone Lighthouse and the Rare Goods Market. The atmosphere of this city is indeed different from many other places. "The Nun Princess nodded and replied.
"I heard that Ampere Seale has the largest auction in the south. In the history of Ampere Seale, there were even items that only existed in fantasy. Is that true?" Brando pretended to question. In fact, no one knew more about Ampere Seale's auction than him. It was the auction with the highest number of players in Erouine. It was held once a season, and many players would rush back from all over the world to participate in such a grand event.
"Ampere Seale's auction is indeed the most prestigious auction in Erouine … Is Mr. Sophie interested in the auction?"
"I am interested, but unfortunately, I do not have the qualifications to participate in the auction."
"Is Mr. Sophie troubled by this?" Magadal asked with some surprise. "That is not necessary. I happen to know the owner of the auction, Baron Donner. If Mr. Sophie does not mind, I can introduce you to him. The baron is a serious businessman. I don't think he would be unwilling to have one more guest. "
"Perfect!" Brando knew that this well-connected princess must have her own way of doing things. However, he felt that he was taking advantage of her, so he apologized sincerely, "If that is the case, it would be impolite of me to decline. I am very interested in seeing the auction. Thank you very much, Your Highness."
"It is nothing." Princess Magadal smiled at him, as if she was very satisfied to be able to help others. "However, Mr. Sophie, Marquis Yoakam is a narrow-minded person. Be careful that he does not take revenge on you in Ampere Seale."
"Of course I know." Brando nodded. Of course he knew this, but this time he came to Ampere Seale under an alias. Ampere Seale and the surrounding areas had a population of more than 300,000, and there were at least a thousand nobles. As long as he left the Holy Cathedral, as long as Archbishop Wood did not say anything, Marquis Yoakam would not be able to find him.
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After Marquis Yoakam came out of the Anderla Cathedral, he immediately got into a carriage. Devard, who was seriously injured and pale, was also helped into the same carriage by his attendants. The smell of blood in the carriage was very strong. Those who knew Marquis Yoakam well knew that he was a very serious clean freak, but at this moment he did not even frown. He only said, "How are your injuries?"
"Not too good, I am afraid I will have to rest for half a year." Devard replied weakly. His wounds had been stopped bleeding with magic, but he was still too weak to sit properly.
"I did not expect that young man to be so strong." Marquis Yoakam could not help but touch his cheek. The cold pain made him grimace. He took a deep breath. No one had dared to hurt him since he was young. Marquis Yoakam fell silent, and for a moment, no one knew what to think.
"You were too impulsive this time, Marquis Yoakam." Devard replied weakly.
"That old man Wood had only hosted the ceremony for these two people for more than ten years. Of course I wanted to know what he was doing." He put his bloody finger to his nose and smelled it. He frowned and scolded, "Impulsive, it's hard to say. But that bastard is too much. Isn't it just two women? How could he be so ruthless? I don't know where this bastard came from. "
"Then what do you think, Marquis Yoakam?"
"Magadal does not seem to know him, then he should not be on my lovely niece's side." Marquis Yoakam's face was gloomy. "Probably a descendant of the ancient nobles. It is said that the late King Erik had the support of several hidden noble families. These nobles are more or less related to Cruz … But I don't know why that old man Wood is looking for them at this time."
"Does he want to extend his term? My Lord, this is to our plan … "Devard suddenly struggled to sit up.
"Just stay here, what are you so nervous about?" Marquis Yoakam changed his usual frivolous image and coldly glared at Devard. The dignified swordsman actually froze under his glare. "Is it that easy for a magistrate to extend his term of office? Even the largest force in Kirrlutz can't influence the decision of the Holy Cathedral. You have no brains at all. I think that old man wants to struggle, but let him be. It has nothing to do with us. "
Marquis Yoakam said as he lifted the curtain of the carriage and cast a cold glance outside, secretly grinding his teeth.
… …
Coming out of the Holy Cathedral, Amandina heard that Brando had a conflict with another Marquis. She could not help but roll her eyes at him. But this was already good enough. Because Brando stood up for them, she did not take out her status as a lady to scold him. Brando was almost used to it. He was like a noble, but after all, he was not one.
This was really a case of kindness not being rewarded.
Fortunately, there was still Scarlet. This red-haired girl from the mountain village made Brando feel a little relieved. But he did not know what this girl was thinking. She was distracted all the way, and from time to time, she would raise her head and look at him with a strange expression. This made the noble lady beside her who wanted to be on the same side very speechless.
The streets of Ampere Seale were extremely prosperous. This gray and white port was famous for its commerce. Legend had it that its streets were paved with jade and gold. Of course, this was an exaggeration, but this city could really mesmerize anyone who saw it for the first time. Brando did not want to go back for a while, so he brought the two beautiful girls on the streets to show off.
As a man, it felt good to bring two beautiful girls shopping, especially when he did not have to carry things or stand outside the shop for half a day. Brando snickered as he opened the profession panel. On the profession panel, there was a new profession, Templar Knight, with a total of 15 levels. Below it were three skills, Blood of the Sun, Conflicting Aura, and Crown of Thorns. There was nothing to study about them. He had sorted out the details of this profession very carefully in the game. Moreover, the main purpose of this profession was to obtain skills. The other useful skills of the Templar Knight could only be learned after level 30. Brando did not want to raise the level of this profession to that high for the time being.
He opened the panel, glanced at it, and then began to upgrade the skills. First, he upgraded Conflicting Aura to level 10. Then, he upgraded Blood of the Sun and Crown of Thorns to level 5. Because the Templar Knight was an advanced profession, the basic experience of its skills was calculated according to the level of an intermediate skill. So, this time, he used a total of nearly 700,000 experience points.
Fortunately, Brando had been continuously extracting the experience points from the fragments of Mavicaert's Tome. He now had more than 4,000,000 experience points, and half of them were converted into skill experience points. The ball of light from the fragments of Mavicaert's Tome had shrunk by about a quarter. According to Brando's estimation, if all the experience points from the book were used to upgrade his profession level, it would directly raise his mercenary level to 50. But if it was just a profession level, it was meaningless. It would only increase his absolute strength.
Devard the Eagle was a classic example. He could use the strength of an Upper Gold to suppress him. To put it bluntly, The Amber Sword's foundation was still the skills. When it came to skills, Brando looked at the Nine Luminaries Art of the Wind and felt a little bitter. It required 250,000 experience points to upgrade from level 7 to level 8. Converted into skill experience points, it required 2.5 million experience points. Even if he dismantled all the fragments of Mavicaert's Tome, it would only be able to upgrade the skill to level 10. It was simply a bottomless pit.
Brando let out a sigh of relief. The first thing he saw was Amandina's gloomy face. He didn't know why, but at this moment, he suddenly had the idea that a noble lady like her would be very suitable to wear glasses. Brando was a man of action, so he did what he said. Ampere Seale was full of shops selling all kinds of rare treasures. Brando easily bought her a pair of magic glasses from the Hazel people.
Brando didn't do it on a whim. Amandina often had to work at her desk in the territory, and this pair of magic glasses was said to have the power to protect her vision. It was very suitable for this noble lady. Of course, only Brando knew whether it was out of concern for his subordinates or to satisfy his bad taste. Although Amandina didn't want to, it had to be said that the way she gritted her teeth while wearing the glasses was different. She looked like a serious bespectacled lady.
The three of them strolled around until the sun was setting. When the main commercial streets of Ampere Seale were dyed a bronze-red, they returned to the inn with a large pile of gifts. When they returned to the inn, it was almost time for dinner. However, Brando found that a few of his main subordinates had been waiting for him for a long time. After asking, he found out that Su, who had returned from outside, brought back new news.
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(PS: I saw two questions in the comments section. One is about the Elite Template. The Elite Template requires the level of a single profession, not the total level.
Secondly, the Strength Crystal gives a 10% increase. With a shake of my hand, I wrote 30. I'm kneeling.) (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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