After listening to Shido's words, Brando pressed his right hand on Halran Gaia's slightly smooth and cold hilt, and silently pulled out the Halran Gaia that had been sheathed before. The dark blade came out of the scabbard, faintly revealing a heavy aura like mountains and rivers.
He raised his head and took in the panoramic view of the entire underground world under the glacier. Around him, Veronica, Mephistopheles, and the little female dragon all did the same.
The ice cave was shrouded in a fog, and for a moment, only the sound of weapons being unsheathed could be heard.
These Miirna people obviously came here after the Twilight Era. The people of the Ancients all died here, and it goes without saying what killed them.
The magic equipment and crystals on the corpses of the Miirnas also proved this point.
"Shido, before you resurrected that thing, are you sure it was in a dormant state?" Brando did not look back and only mentioned it. His flat voice was not loud, and merged into the ice, absorbed and disappeared without a trace.
Shido nodded behind him.
The eldest prince, Lenarette, pulled out a long sword with his right hand. The emblem of the golden eagle on the sword's hilt reflected the light of the torch, shining brightly. There was not much expression on his somewhat dark face, and his brows were drooping, as if he was explaining a matter of course, "That is to say, there may be other such monsters under this glacier —"
Brando turned back, "Shitah?"
"Don't look at me, I've never encountered these things before …" Shitah's chubby face frowned, "I've only walked this path once. At that time, I turned into a dragon and went under the ice, driven only by curiosity. I've seen these corpses, and they were almost all over the glacier, but I didn't encounter anything like that last time — "
"Count, I think there's a problem here." Shido suddenly interjected. She had been thinking about something with her head down, and only now did she look up at Brando and Veronica.
Brando also looked at her, "Speak." He replied, and he actually had the same doubts in his heart: for whatever reason, the Miirnas must have had a fierce battle with those monsters here, but the final result was like this — the answer he saw in front of him may not be really correct.
There was another crucial problem. He looked at the girl from St. Eberson's Academy, which represented the highest academic level in the Kirrlutz Empire, and wanted to get the answer from her mouth. Although this scholar lady was somewhat unworldly, in her field of expertise, at least based on her previous performance, it was impressive. Her wisdom did not need to be described too much by others.
"I disagree with Your Highness. If there are other such monsters here, then I have some doubts. Why didn't they resurrect their own kind? Why did they wait for Arreck to do it? I've checked the corpses in advance. Almost all the magic power in the Miirna corpses has been sucked clean, but there are still a lot of magic power in the armor and weapons of the Frost Giants. If they're still alive, why don't they use the magic power in these magic equipment to revive their own kind? "
Shido faced everyone's gazes, but she did not panic. Her blue eyes flashed with the spark of reason as she carefully put forward her own analysis.
Brando pursed his lips. This was exactly what he was puzzled about.
But it wasn't a simple answer. It was just one of the inferences. It was the same as solving the quest, which needed to be peeled off layer by layer. Brando still remembered how to solve a series of plot quests. In The Amber Sword, there were no quest prompts for any quest, and all clues needed to be repeatedly inferred and tempered by the players themselves.
He was most familiar with the process.
He glanced at the eldest prince of the Cruz people. He needed someone to help him prove his falsehood, but the young man from the Aurelius family's dark face was as expressionless as ever. He neither rebuked nor agreed, as if Shido wasn't against him.
The future emperor of the Cruz people was really not an ordinary person. Brando thought to himself, but at this moment, someone finally spoke.
It was Laurenna who raised the question, "It's not that they can't absorb the magic on the weapons and armor of the Frost Giants. I mean, these are the existences of the Twilight Age. The Frost Giants are their mortal enemies. Maybe there's some way to restrain them? "
"Impossible, Sister Laurenna," Shido shook her head. She suddenly smiled and looked at Brando, "The Count has also noticed this. I noticed you shaking your head slightly just now. Can you help me explain it to them? After all, Shido's words alone are not very convincing."
Brando saw the scholar girl winking at him and that kind, playful smile, and understood what the latter meant. The scholar girl wanted to use his reputation in Veronica's heart to explain this matter. But Brando wasn't annoyed. He looked at everyone and asked, "Have you noticed the weapons stuck in the mercury?"
"What good idea is there in those broken weapons?" Filas was taken aback.
But not everyone's brain was structured in a straight line, especially when Laurenna looked back at the weapons of the Frost Giants and the Miirnas. Then her face changed.
All the weapons stuck in the mercury had completely lost their magic.
"The Count's observation is very careful. In fact, I've also done experiments. The result of the experiment is that the mercury can also react to the magic equipment of the Frost Giants. It's just that there's not much magic left in these magic equipment from the ancient times. I'm afraid one or two of them may not be enough to resurrect them —" Shido sighed and continued to answer, "Unfortunately, I was too reckless later. I shouldn't have used a complete magic moonstone to do the next step of the test. Otherwise, we wouldn't have encountered those troubles later."
"If we hadn't encountered those troubles, we might not have been on high alert now," Brando replied. "Let's put this matter aside for now. What do you think after hearing this?"
Veronica had been listening until now. A Cruz soldier like her seemed to have a natural calmness, just like His Royal Highness. The lady tapped the silver hilt of her sword before asking, "One or two pieces of magic equipment aren't enough to resurrect them. That means more will do. If there are more similar creatures under the glacier, then we won't see any magic equipment left with magic power today. Is that what you mean, Shido?"
Shido nodded.
She continued to answer, "In fact, I think we've entered a misunderstanding, Lady Veronica, the Count. When we saw the bodies of these Miirnas, we thought that the monsters who killed them must still be alive. But if you think about it carefully, this assumption isn't necessarily true. It's entirely possible that they were also killed here, and their bodies are a pool of silver liquid in this ice cave. "
"Wait, I understand what you mean. You're saying that these Miirnas were the final victors back then. The corpses we see now are just the warriors who died together with these monsters back then, and these monsters are all left here. But how is that possible?" Laurenna retorted with a frown.
"It's possible, Sister Laurenna. We always presume that these silver monsters are terrible and impose an invincible impression on them in our hearts. But that's not the case. Didn't Your Highness just kill one of them? The Miirnas are descendants of the Golden Folk, so why can't they defeat them? "Shido looked back at the female Knight and explained clearly.
Laurenna opened her mouth and couldn't help but be speechless. "But …" She paused, feeling that something was wrong, but after thinking for a while, she reluctantly found a reason. "But I don't understand. If there are still Miirnas alive, why didn't they clean up the bodies of their companions and leave them exposed in the wilderness?"
Brando shook his head. "This is normal because they are Miirnas, not Cruz or Erouine. The Miirnas revere brave warriors, and leaving the bodies of their companions on the battlefield is a form of respect for them."
"So it was really the Miirnas who were left behind back then. Did they stay here? Did we run into them? "
Brando also shook his head, and at the same time, the illusion of the dream suddenly appeared in his mind. The images of the Miirnas meandering across the glittering glaciers lingered before his eyes. He closed his eyes, as if resting silently for a while, and then replied, "No, although the Miirnas are known as descendants of the Golden Folk, they are not the ancient Miirnas after all, and they do not have the long life force of the dragons."
"That's good," Filas heard this and finally breathed a sigh of relief and replied loudly, "Whether it's the Miirnas or these monsters, since they are all dead, it's not necessarily a bad thing."
Brando glanced at the careless fellow and thought that sometimes recklessness and ignorance were bliss. At least he didn't feel nervous or afraid. But was it really that simple? Not necessarily. Shido's reason was reasonable, but he never forgot what kind of place this was.
This was a dungeon —
"Filas, what we said is just speculation. No one knows what dangers are hidden under the ice. If you let your guard down, you'll be making a big mistake." Shido sighed. It was obvious that this was not the first day that she had met our lucky knight.
"Little Shido, you're scaring me again, aren't you?" Filas laughed.
"I'm afraid not." Brando's hand never left his sword from the beginning. He looked up and stared at the dark shadows between the intersecting glaciers, "Have you ever considered the question, why did the Miirnas come here?"
"Weren't they fleeing, the late King Gretel, he …" Shido whispered, but her voice was getting smaller as the scholar saw Brando gently shake his head.
Brando did not answer this time, but in his mind, the scene of the Miirnas throwing the golden box into the rift was replaying over and over again, like a clip from an old movie —
The dancing Miirnas' witch doctor.
The sacrificer.
The golden cabinet.
The rift.
The bottomless abyss —
He pursed his lips and an inexplicable aura emanated from his back. Everyone around seemed to be afraid to speak again. Only Veronica whispered, "Brando, which direction should we go next?"
"Go, call Peya and ask her where her brother is." Brando answered without looking back.
… (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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