"You dare to kill me?" The middle-aged man suppressed his fear and asked.
"Why wouldn't I?"
"I am Earl Dunn, an important official of His Majesty. You want to become enemies with the whole of Erouine?" The middle-aged man's eyes were like a venomous snake spitting out its forked tongue. He glared at Brendel coldly: "It's not just you. Think about it carefully. Your companions will also be accused of the same crime."
Brendel was taken aback when he heard that and fell silent.
Earl Dunn thought that he had convinced Brendel and continued: "Of course, there is still room for negotiation between us. I can let you and your companions go, but for my reputation, you have to leave the Elven sword behind. "He spoke half-truthfully, but there was a deep hatred in his eyes.
Brando sneered and looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. "What do you think I was thinking, Earl Dunn?"
The middle-aged man was slightly stunned.
"I was thinking that some creatures are really stupid and ignorant. They don't even know why they died." Brando shook his head: "Killing an important official of the king? Escaping from prison? In fact, no one would even notice these small details because this day was written like this — "
"The year of summer leaves and flowers, June 2nd, the morning of Madara's army captured Fortress Riedon. Earl Dunn, the Golden Apple Lord, and the White-Mane army's leader, Sir Luc Beson, were the pillars of the kingdom. Unfortunately, they died in the war and sacrificed their lives for the kingdom. "
"As for me, I am just a passerby."
Earl Dunn's eyes widened as he looked at Brando as if he saw a ghost.
"You think I am lying to you? But I am not in the mood to joke with you. Since you're not willing to cooperate, then I'll use your head. "Brendel finished speaking and cut off his head with his sword. Then, he sat down and let out a long sigh. Brando's body felt weak after the continuous battles, not to mention that there were no benefits in these battles. It was not in line with his personality.
However, when his gaze shifted to the headless body of Earl Dunn, he was immediately stunned. He looked at the ring on the dead man's middle finger and remained motionless.
It was a ring with an O-shaped snake pattern on its surface. Brando was shocked at first, then he cursed loudly. Damn it, this guy turned out to be a member of All For One! He instinctively jumped up and tried to grab the Thorn of Light, but it was too late. The surface of the ring twisted, and a cold voice echoed in the room.
"Very good, kid. Although I don't know who you are, you won't live for long — "
The sharp voice suddenly sounded and disappeared. If Brando didn't know what this organization was, he might have thought that he was hallucinating.
However, Brando knew that this organization was jackals of the same tribe as the Tree Herders. In fact, they were even more mysterious. Back then, they were behind the overthrow of Erouine and the Saint-ausol in the North. No one knew what their goal was, but most of the high level quests seemed to be related to this organization.
This huge organization was a mystery in the game, and it was also a mystery here. However, Brando knew that they were not kind people, and he also knew that the high level members of this organization were able to sense each other through a ring called the Ouroboros Ring. Once someone fell, the others would immediately know and elect a new person to take over that person's position.
Of course, the next step would be revenge to the death.
"Damn it, I got into trouble with these people again. Lady Martha, are you messing with me? "Brando held the Elven Sword tightly in his hand and cursed. He was unlucky in the game because of this organization, and the reason was that he killed one of their high level members.
He didn't expect history to be so similar here.
Moreover, it was even a little earlier —
"My Lord, are you in there?" The Shire ran over to find that the battle was already over, but he was still thinking that the Lord was indeed the Lord, he could easily end the battle alone. He thought that asking him to come over was just a polite way of saying it.
But Brando was furious when he heard this voice. If he didn't warn him, this guy would have run over to see a corpse. Although he didn't know if the card would return to its original form after the card holder died, he still didn't know.
He casually picked up a stone and threw it out. The sorcerer-apprentice was so scared that he quickly dodged to the side.
"Wah! My Lord, please listen to my explanation — "
"No need to explain, just this once." Brando calmed down after he vented his anger. He thought that he still had an advantage, and that was after tonight, Madara's army would raze Fortress Riedon to the ground. After the battle, it would be hard for them to find out who killed Earl Dunn. Although the Unifying Guild was powerful, it wasn't omnipotent.
Thinking up to this point, he felt a little relieved. As long as they couldn't find him, they wouldn't be able to take revenge.
Brando finally relaxed and turned back to ask, "How many mana potions do you have left?"
"Not even one, but I feel like I've been squeezed dry." The young man smiled shyly. He was embarrassed to say that he didn't want to use the 'wizard's gold'.
Brando glanced at him and said, "Let's go to the roof, you can drink a potion on the way. The mana potion won't take effect instantly, so I want to see you revive on the spot before the next battle. "
"What do you mean by revive on the spot?"
"Simply put, an Adept without magic power is no different from a dead person. When you recover your mana, you will naturally revive on the spot. "
"Although it's a little harsh, it seems like it's true." The Shire nodded.
"Of course, why would I waste my breath on you?" Brando thought to himself. Although I'm not a wizard, you're just a little wizard apprentice. I can at least teach you to be at least level 40. Of course, he was also a little puzzled. Why did this guy and that old witch Babasha seem to value the mana potions so much? Although the mana potions were relatively expensive, it shouldn't be to this extent, right?
"My Lord, every word is a gem." The young wizard was convinced.
Brando picked up his sword and walked to Earl Dunn's side. He put the leaf-shaped Elven sword close to the corpse. The sword's spine was a faint color, as if it could reflect the blood on the corpse's clothes.
He frowned and recalled the scene from back then. Then, he nodded.
"My Lord, what are you doing?"
"I'm saving myself."
"Saving yourself?"
"Cut the crap, come with me. Tell me what you saw. "Brando knew that he couldn't let this guy be too cocky, in case there would be another mistake next time. However, he didn't realize that his words and actions now were more and more like when he was a leader in the game.
As the two walked, The Shire reported to Brando what he saw before. When he heard that there were nobles' private soldiers gathered outside the castle, Brando couldn't help but feel worried and relieved. On the one hand, it was undoubtedly difficult to escape from the hands of so many people. On the other hand, the pressure on Roman and Freya's side was imperceptibly reduced by a lot.
To be honest, although he cheered them on, he was still very worried about the two girls.
But halfway through, he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, The Shire, what about the thing I asked you to do?"
"What is it?"
"A Highland Knight entrusts his squire to collect some money for his living expenses."
The Shire immediately became excited when he heard this: "My Lord, it's a great harvest."
"With my Lord's knowledge, you must have heard of the name Ramona Dark Light. She was the little princess of Saint-ausol who was born in the Year of the Croaking Frogs. But her most famous identity is not her identity, but her time as a court painter in Cruz. Her paintings during that period were once famous in the Wohnde and were called the voice of the soul. She was also the pioneer of the Mesoran art style, a master of a generation. But I didn't expect that the Duke of Grinoires to be a fan of her. He has a lot of treasures in his collection. "
"No, I've never heard of this name. I only care about how much it's worth. "Brando shook his head. Who would care about these things in the game? They usually only looted gold and silver utensils. Now that he thought about it, he was really uncultured.
"Vulgar, my Lord, how vulgar!" The Shire shook his head in disdain: "But this painting should be able to sell for a few million Tor on the black market."
"It's barely passable."
The Shire saw that his Lord did not have the same hobby as him, and he was a little dispirited for a while. However, he forced himself to stay alert and took out a book from his shrinking pouch. "My Lord, I also got this book."
"What is this?"
"This is a book for collecting magic cards. Most of them are tarot cards used for divination. But there's something else in it. "The young wizard opened the book and took out a card:" Take a look at this, my Lord. "
Brando vaguely thought of something when he saw the card, but he took it and confirmed that it was a Card of Fate.
It was a green card of the wind element. The number on the top left was an X, and there was a fluorescent equilateral triangle drawn on the card. There were three lines of incantations on the triangle.
Ta'm symbolized the target of the spell, Stau symbolized the mana that guided the spell, and Ee was the eye of the God of Mana.
The cost on the card was three green wind crystals.
Brando turned the card over and scanned it:
Energy loss
(Spire X)
Wind Elemental 3
[Spell — Instant]
With the target spell as the target, it will choose a new target.
'Your magic is under my control. Spire Guardian, Odu.'
The Shire looked at Brando's expression and said: "This is a rare white magic card, my Lord. It seems that our luck is not bad. "
"White magic card?" Brando asked.
"It's a magic card that has no requirements."
"But doesn't it have a cost?"
"No, it's like this, my Lord. Most of the spells and summons in the Card of Fate require you to be in a certain state, except for the basic land cards. Just like the Knight deck, it's locked onto the Knight's Path of Valor, so my Lord can use it. "The Shire replied.
"And the white magic card has no requirements?"
"That's right, my Lord."
Brendel furrowed his brows and suddenly recalled the scene in Gerald's tomb. He wondered if there was a connection between the two. After all, in his previous life, he had never heard of any 'Cards of Fate' in the game. In fact, he had this question for a long time, but today he had a chance to think about it.
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