Brando let go of the gargoyle's claws, and he and The Shire landed on the soft meadow. In the quiet woods on the top of the hill, they saw a crooked wooden house. It looked like a slum house, two stories high, and the dim light of a candle shone through the gaps between the wooden boards.
"My Lord, is this the Level Up place you were talking about?" The Shire loosened his sore wrist and carefully looked at the house in front of him. He had a serious look of suspicion on his face. "I don't want to question you, my Lord, but why does it look more like the place where the witches of Bunosson live?"
"You're right, this is the residence of a witch."
"Oh, the witches do have some ways to temporarily increase their power."
"No, temporary power is too weak."
"Then my Lord, your goal is the art of Necromancy? The art of Necromancy is indeed an emergency solution. But my Lord, the Evil Spirits of the lower world are not easy to deal with. I do have a few ways to deceive them, but I haven't tried it myself. "Brando walked towards the wooden house, and the young man followed closely behind him.
"The Shire, remember to tell me next time, but this time we are here to do business."
"Business?"
Brando had already walked to the door. He stopped, tensed his body, and slowly adjusted his breathing.
Only he knew that the witch named Babasha who lived here was just a cover. When the nobles designed the family castle, they would often leave a secret passage for emergency use. The original owner of Yusong Castle, the Duke of Grinoires, was a conservative diehard who made many political enemies. The passage in the castle avoided the densely populated areas and went all the way to this hill.
And Babasha, as the Duke of Grinoires's wizard advisor, guarded the exit of the secret passage for the Lord was a matter of course. This secret was discovered by the players in the second War of the Black Rose. After the repeated tug-of-war with Madara failed to conquer Yusong Castle, they found the castle's blueprint.
Brando was also very familiar with this Level 32 witch called Babasha. When Brando was leveling up in Fortress Riedon, this was the only shop that sold mysterious items. At that time, he didn't have much experience in the game and liked to bet on his luck. In the end, he lost a lot of his hard-earned money to this old witch.
However, this was not the main point. The main point was how to subdue this First Ring Magus so that he could carry out his next plan. One of his hands was still on the hilt of his sword, and his fingers were cold because of his nervousness.
He hesitated for a moment, then bent his finger and knocked three times on the seventy-degree slanted wooden board with two slits, one long and one short.
Soon, a shrill and old voice came from the second floor, "Who is it? If you want a divination, come back in the morning."
"I'm not a diviner. I've brought something."
"You want to do business. Do you know the rules?" The voice from upstairs paused and asked.
"I have what you need, witch."
"Really? You'd better take out what I want, or I'll dig out your heart and throw it to my dog. "The shrill voice came from the second floor to the first floor, followed by the sound of someone going down the stairs.
The door opened quickly, revealing an ugly old face. The witch looked at him with her turbid eyes under the hood for a moment, then said, "If you have something to say, say it quickly."
Brando didn't even think, and with a whoosh, he pulled out his sword and placed it on her neck. His move was out of everyone's expectations. Even Charles, who was at the side, was shocked. Who would do business like this?
When he pulled out his sword, his whole body was like a tightened bowstring, so much so that after he succeeded, his whole body felt weak. He exhaled, and the hand holding the sword trembled. If Babasha's reaction was a fraction of a second faster, she would have more than ten ways to turn him into ashes with a single spell.
But it was really fortunate that this old witch was used to being pampered. With the strength of a First Ring Wizard, she didn't put a low-ranked Dark Iron Swordsman in her eyes. Perhaps Babasha still thought that even with the long sword on her body, she still had a chance, but for Brando, the outcome of the battle had been decided at this moment.
The Shire was also shocked. He thought that escaping from prison or finding trouble with an Earl was child's play compared to this moment. As soon as Babasha opened the door, he found out that she was a First Ring Wizard. Martha above, a high-ranking Wizard like her could beat ten of him with one slap.
But his Lord didn't say anything and put his sword on her neck first.
"Young man, what do you want to do?" Babasha's face was cold, and she asked sharply.
"Before your left little finger completes the movement of the third section, my sword will pierce your heart. I heard from the witches that the heart is the source of a person's life and corresponds to the Magic Triangle. I've always wanted to see if this is true. " Brando replied coldly, "Of course, if I were you, I would stop this stupid behavior immediately."
As soon as he said this, Babasha and The Shire's faces immediately changed dramatically.
The Shire thought that this old witch was casting a spell, and he didn't see it at all. It must be a very advanced spell technique, but how did his Lord recognize it?
Babasha was even more shocked. A swordsman without a trace of magic waves recognized her spell technique at a glance, and accurately called out which section of the spell she was in. Was the world upside down?
"What do you want to do?" Under the shock of her heart, her attitude softened and she asked.
"Duke Grinoires doesn't seem to have any friends in the capital. Presumably, the reason why he lent Pine Castle to the Earl is because the other party is His Majesty's close vassal. In that case, why should you die for a stranger? "
Although Brando said it with confidence, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He always paid attention to Babasha's every move and look, for fear that the other party would play tricks. Originally, a Level 3 or 40 wizard should have no secrets in his eyes, but his perception attribute was too low, and he could only guess.
Brendel felt that it was a competition to see who was more daring.
Babasha's face changed again, "What did you say?"
"My request is very simple. I want you to swear by your natal star that you will lend me the secret passage of Pine Castle once, only once, and I won't tell anyone. "
The old witch looked at Brando as if he was a monster. She was the only one who knew about the secret passage of Pine Castle other than the Duke of Grinoires. Even the Duke's personal attendants and family members didn't know. How did this young man know? Was he the illegitimate son of the Duke of Grinoires?
"I said no."
"I don't want to kill anyone."
Only then did Babasha realize that she had no room to negotiate the price. She thought for a moment and had to admit defeat. Trembling, she reached out to the Witch King's Constellation and was ready to swear, but Brando shook his head.
"Babasha, isn't your natal star Hydra?"
The witch shuddered. How did he know? She couldn't help but look at the other's dark eyes, as if all her secrets were exposed under the other's sharp eyes. Her natal star was the biggest secret of a witch, and she only gave it to the Duke of Grinoires to gain the other's trust. Babasha felt more and more that Brando was mysterious, so she didn't dare to play tricks anymore. She honestly pointed to her natal star and swore a poison oath.
Brando breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his back was completely soaked in sweat. He put down his sword and said to The Shire, "The Shire, go to the back shelf and take the scrolls on the right of the first row. And the box in the middle of the second row, and the three reagent bottles on the left of the third row. Everything else, don't touch them. "
The Shire had already admired his Lord. Before in the sky, he flattered Brando that he was enigmatic, but now he really felt that the Lord was a bit enigmatic.
At this moment, Babasha felt that she had fallen into a bottomless abyss. The young man didn't even look at the things on the shelf that were really useful, and which were full of vicious curses. After all, those things were secrets that only she knew.
But The Shire cried out in surprise when he opened the box, "These are elemental crystals. My Lord, you can use them directly if you take some time to absorb them!"
But Brando shook his head, walked over and picked up the three gray reagent bottles at the bottom and asked, "Do you know what these are?"
Babasha also raised her head in confusion. Even the old witch herself did not know what was in the three reagent bottles. It was just that at her level, she could instinctively feel the magical ripples emanating from some items, so she kept them. After years, a thick layer of dust had accumulated on them.
Originally, reagents couldn't be used casually. Not only could poison people to death, but the wrong way of using buff potions could also cause people to die.
Magic was a powerful, mysterious, and dangerous thing.
The Shire looked at it and shook his head.
"This is Mana Potion, how can you not even recognize this?" Brando wiped the dust on the bottle with a little dissatisfaction, revealing the light blue liquid below.
"Impossible!" Babasha and The Shire were shocked.
"Why are you so surprised, isn't it just a Mana Potion? I want to ask you now, these three bottles of Mana Potion can increase your Mana by four times. And regardless of the change in magic power, what level of Wizard do you think you are equivalent to with four times your Mana? "
"Intermediate Wizard," The Shire replied dryly.
"So, these are the three indicators I told you about. Three bottles of mana potion. Before you finish using them, you will be an intermediate wizard. And in fact, you are still just an apprentice now, understand? "
The Shire nodded subconsciously, but that was Mana Potion, known as the Gold of Wizards. This thing was a product born out of advanced alchemy, and it was no easier to produce than holy water. He himself had only seen it in parchment scrolls, and it was just thrown to him so casually?
Brando picked up the long parchment scroll on the top of the shelf again. "This is the scroll that records the mystery of how the Ascetics compress the air on both sides of their swords to make them sharp. Skills are part of attributes. These are the three indicators. Now do you understand what I mean when I say to improve yourself here? "
"Learning a skill is not something that can be done overnight. What's the use of sharpening your spear before the battle, Lord —" The Shire immediately said, but he saw Brando opening the scroll and sweeping it, then casually throwing it away. The scroll fell to the ground with a hollow sound, and the Shire stood there in a daze for about a few seconds. Then, he suddenly swung his sword towards the door of the wooden house, and with a 'crack' sound, the door frame, which was three to five feet away, broke outwards, and the door split into two pieces and floated outwards for more than ten meters before falling to the ground.
The Shire's jaw dropped, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.
Brando also frowned, just to learn this skill, he had used 153 points of Skill Experience. This was not a cross-profession skill, and the consumption of Intermediate Skill was too ridiculous. The forum said that this skill needed to be upgraded to at least level 25, so the amount of Experience required was ridiculous.
But in his opinion, it was still worth it. After all, he had learned more than ten Intermediate Skills in his previous life, and half of them were skills that came with the profession. This scroll was probably the closest Intermediate Skill to him in the early stages of the game, but unfortunately, he missed it because of a little luck factor.
So, whether he was going to carry out the next plan or not, at least the skill on this scroll must be obtained. Now, it was just on the way.
He put down his sword, turned back to Babasha and said, "I'll borrow these things of yours, is it okay?" It was more like robbing than borrowing. But this old witch was not a good thing, so he had less psychological burden.
But Brando just asked casually, and did not expect Babasha to kneel down with a plop, lowering her head deeply and touching the ground with her forehead, "The Dark Prophecy says that only the Dark Dragon can see through all the secrets of the witches, and any means are just tricks in front of you. You see through people's hearts and understand all things. Ancestors of the Miirna, so you have returned — "
This time, it was Brando and The Shire's turn to be stunned.
(PS. Christmas Eve, are you eating instant noodles or fried rice?)
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