After the guard captain sent them here, he coldly threatened them and left, making Freya grit her teeth in anger. [This should be the second level of the dungeon. There are thirty-two cells here, and there are four wardens. They are all light infantry from the 104th Swordsman Regiment of the White-mane army.] Brendel thought to himself as he sat alone in the darkness. [This should be the second level of the dungeon. There are thirty-two cells here, and there are four wardens. They are all light infantry from the 104th Swordsman Regiment.
In the past, who didn't have a PK red name in the game? This wasn't the first time he visited Fortress Riedon's prison, but they were all locked up in the third floor. In the eyes of the NPCs, the players were a bunch of lawless people. Thinking about this, Brando couldn't help but laugh.
He took out the Ebony Gargoyle Statue and touched it. The crack on it was almost undetectable. Then he turned around and asked in the dark: "Freya, Roman, how are you? Are you okay?"
"Brando, how long will we be locked up?" Romaine's voice sounded uneasy.
Brando thought to himself, 'So you also have times when you're afraid.' The two girls were locked up in the opposite cell. Although it was dark, at least they were safe. Just as he wanted to say something to comfort her, he heard a 'bang' from the darkness.
"Damn it! Those despicable bastards, all our hard work is not for these people! "Freya slammed her fist on the wooden fence, gritting her teeth in anger.
"You inside, what are you doing! Do you want to be whipped? "The jailer's fierce voice sounded from outside.
Even though Freya was so angry that she wanted to rush out and beat up every single one of them, but she understood the situation she was in. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
"Brando, what do we do?" She asked softly.
Another voice immediately interrupted: "This is the Dark Prison right? Auntie said that some people are locked up their whole lives and never see the light of day. Brando, will we be the same? "
"Shut your crow's beak, Romain." Freya replied in Brendel's place, annoyed.
He smiled: "Do you still have hope for those people?"
"I hope they all die!" Freya gritted her teeth.
"But without their help, Fortress Riedon will be in danger." Brando walked to the door and replied softly.
Freya was silent.
"At least I tried my best." She replied: "My power is not limitless, I can only do this much for Bucce."
Brando felt relieved. It seems that the night was worth it... In fact, he noticed that after the dream at the Golden Tree, Freya quickly..
It was because of this that his' Valkyrie Training Plan 'could be carried out, and he wanted Freya to be his assistant. An S-rank general in the game. This was a deal that would never be a loss.
"It's good that you think that way." He replied.
"Brando, do you have any ideas?"
"Yes, you guys step back." Since Brando dared to come in, he must have a way to get out. The reason why he was so fearless was because he knew that the next night was going to be a nightmare. The funny thing was that the nobles of Fortress Riedon didn't know about it.
Freya had given these people a final chance, but they had locked her up here with a groundless accusation.
Was this what they meant by seeking their own destruction?
"Wait, Brando, w-what are you doing? Don't do anything rash, this is the prison! " Although Freya said that she wanted the nobles to die, she still thought of herself as Erouine's people. If she went out like that, wouldn't it be a rebellion?
"I know what I'm doing."
"What do you mean what you're doing! Ah, Roman, talk to him! " Freya couldn't help but lower her voice. On one hand, she hoped that the guards outside would come in and stop Brando's crazy actions, but on the other hand, she was worried that the people outside would notice what was going on inside.
"Brando, I want to go out too." Romaine replied.
"Shut up, I didn't ask you to persuade me like that!" Freya wanted to cry. Did these two people not understand the situation they were in? Breaking out of the prison would result in a death sentence! When she thought that her two best companions might become wanted criminals, she couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
Brando took out the 'Highland Squire' card and threw it on the ground. The water EP that the Sacred Tree Secret Ground produced this week was immediately paid out. After a cloud of smoke, a young man wearing a long robe and carrying a large bundle of scrolls walked out.
Brando already knew that before there was an Elemental Pool. The EP produced by the card would be paid out that week and would be lost. In other words, it couldn't be saved, but it could still be used within this week.
"My name is The Shire, Lord. I'm happy to serve you." The young man looked at him and bowed deeply.
"You're a Highland Mage?" Brando asked.
"Apprentice." The young man added seriously.
Brando found that he could inspect the other party's attributes. Highland Wizard Apprentice with 16 HP, 8 MP, and 2 spells. Basic Composition (2 MP) and Magic Arrow (1 MP). Knowledge system: Basic Magic, Composition Magic, Basic Knowledge, Local and Geographical Knowledge, and Level 1 Heraldry.
"You learned Law Magic?"
"That's right."
A Law Wizard was a type of Wizard in a broad sense, dedicated to researching the power of the Law. Their magic was a type of magic that manipulated the threads connecting the material world and the Law World, using the energy of the gems to transform and materialize their power.
There were nine schools of Wizards in The Amber Sword: Law Magic, Elemental Magic, String Magic, Witchcraft, Runic Magic, Holy Words, Astrology, Psychic Magic, and Magic Circle. In fact, each of these nine schools represented a different set of magic systems, but ordinary people often couldn't tell the difference between them, so they were collectively called Wizards.
But this saying was not without reason, because after all, magic had one thing in common, and that was mystery.
"Brando, who's talking to you?" Freya suddenly stopped and asked.
"Yes, my attendant." Brando replied.
"Attendant?" The girl was stunned.
Brando took out the soul crystal that contained the ten feet Silence spell and threw it to the young man. "Activate it."
Although Warriors couldn't use storage items, Wizard Apprentices could. The Shire took the crystal bead and injected 1 MP into it. The surface of the soul crystal glowed faintly, and the surroundings became silent.
It was as if an invisible monster suddenly appeared in the darkness and swallowed all sound. Freya was also shocked, she suddenly found that she couldn't make a sound. Of course, she didn't know that this was Brando's masterpiece, and for a moment, her heart was pounding. After all, most ordinary people would react this way when faced with a mysterious spell.
The Shire nodded to his Lord.
Brando turned around and took the opportunity to punch the thick wooden bars of the dungeon. After the battle with the Golden Demonic Tree, Brando's hands were unprecedentedly rich. 965 EXP was enough for him to level up the mercenaries to level 8, and the militia to level 6. After leveling up to level 15, his strength had reached 5.4 OZ. And after the power burst, it exceeded 10 OZ.
When he punched the wooden bars, the sturdy pillars should have broken from the middle, and then suddenly flew out and hit the bars on Freya's side with a loud bang. But within the range of the Silence spell, one could only see the wood silently shattering, wood chips flying everywhere. Two pieces of wood flew over and hit the other side, quietly bouncing off, and bouncing twice when they fell.
Brando walked out of the gap that was about the width of a person, and then The Shire. He grabbed the iron chain on the opposite side of the bars, and with a casual tug, it deformed and then broke into pieces. He opened the door again, and the duration of the Silence spell had just ended.
"What, do you want to stay a little longer?" Brando stood at the door of the cell, looking at the two surprised girls, and asked with a smile.
"You, you, you came out just like that?" Freya couldn't believe what she had just seen. This was too lawless! Looking at Brando's skillful movements, it seemed like this wasn't the first time he had done something like this!
Brando laughed, those nobles really treated him like a nameless militia, what a joke. In the game, he had escaped from prison at least 80, if not 100 times. Not to mention a small place like Fortress Riedon, even the port city of Ampere Seale's Ironthorn Stronghold had a successful escape.
Players had always ignored the rules of NPCs, and in the past, there was a strong player who escaped from the capital prison of Gruse, and it caused a sensation on the forums.
He thought that if he stayed here until tomorrow morning, wouldn't he be letting down his former identity as a player?
"And who is he?" Freya only just noticed that there was another person beside Brando.
"Respected ladies, I am the lord's squire." The Shire lowered his head and bowed to the two girls.
"Squire?"
"Lord?" Roman and Freya almost couldn't control their voices. What was going on? [Could it be that the dungeon is some kind of mysterious space? Why did he suddenly become a lord after staying there for a while, and even have a follower?]
Freya couldn't help but pat her face to make sure she wasn't dreaming. She couldn't help but think that if the young man who lived alone in the old mansion and disappeared for a few months was a lord, then wouldn't she be a Goddess of War?
Moreover, "You, how did you come here?" She couldn't help but ask.
"As you can see, I am a mage." The Shire replied calmly. This made Brando praise him, this guy's ability to bullshit was almost on par with his own.
"A wizard's apprentice." Freya sucked in a cold breath.
"You, you, you are a Highland Knight, Brando, so you are a Danian!" She looked at Brando in disbelief. In this world, there was only one kind of mage that would appear as a squire of a Knight. The Highland Knights of Karsuk had allied with the wizards for three hundred years, forming the strongest military force in Erouine — the White Knight Regiment. The Highland Knights and their mage squires were already well-known legends in Erouine.
At this moment, Freya had already determined that Brando was a noble young man born in a Highland Knight family. No wonder, no wonder he is so powerful, no wonder he can be so calm, so he is a Knight. She suddenly lowered her head, thinking that this hateful guy was obviously a noble, but why did he approach her and Roman? They were just two small commoners. Yes, he must be up to no good!
She immediately put the blame on Brando for some of the bad habits of nobles that she heard from Aunt Syl, and then quietly shrank back.
Brando obviously did not expect their future Goddess of War to be so good at thinking, he thought she was too shocked to accept the fact. Actually, he had no choice, since they thought it was easier to accept, and it also saved him the trouble of explaining.
He could not help but shake his head and look at The Shire.
Reality was so helpless.
"Very well, ladies. It's almost time, come out quickly. "Brando looked at the Roman hiding in the dark, looking at him with bright eyes full of curiosity. He could not help but shake his head and said," You don't really plan to stay in there until dawn, do you? "
"Brando, are you really a Knight?" the Roman suddenly asked.
"No, I am Brando." He replied.
"Then I will come out."
"Please —"
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