To achieve 100% mission completion, it looks like you'll need to uproot all enemies that stand in your way. The task was far more difficult than Brando had imagined, and he had thought that he would only need to save the Greywolf Mercenaries, but now it seemed a bit naïve.

Amber Sword's quest system is really not easy to fool, even if you come to this world, you still show your true colors. Having said that, Brando still greeted the members of the Tonnentialnain task force a hundred times in his heart.

He counted the enemies he was going to face. Including the more than 100 lizardmen bandits mentioned in the information provided by Chabli to the direction of the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, but the mission strategy states that the actual number is more than a thousand, or even more.

Then there are the Black Fire Cultists, the number will not be less than two hundred, and the average strength is above the Black Iron, which is a big trouble.

Finally, there are more than seventy dark mercenaries under Conrad, whose strength is not much different from that of the Black Fire cultists; This is also the only report on the strategy with the most accurate number of people, ha, this is really good news-

Then the commander of the lizardmen, Heyukil, himself has the strength of the silver pinnacle, and there is no doubt about the rank of Conrad King, as for the earth god who accompanied the Black Fire cultists, Brando didn't want to mention it, and he had a headache when he mentioned it.

However, Brando didn't know that there was a junior priest among the other party, otherwise he would really scold his mother.

He thought for a moment, then looked back to see that the silver elves had already dealt with the white-haired megalomaniac. The Grey Wolf mercenaries are treating their wounds with the help of their fellow mercenary Rubis mercenaries, and the two groups get along very well because of their similar origins.

"What are you going to do?" A voice sounded beside him.

Brando was stunned for a moment when he saw the silver elf commander with the golden helmet.

"If that human hadn't lied, the Black Flame cultists and lizardfolk were converging, and they should be about as fast as we are. By the time we arrive, we'll probably have more than just a rabble of lizardmen. ”

The Silver Elf Commander was trying to state something that had nothing to do with him.

"Pretty much right," Brando said without thinking, "but I'm guessing Conrad had already seen the lizardmen commander Hyukir by this time, because he wanted to prevent us from sneaking out of the north first."

The Silver Elf Commander looked at him without saying a word. Although he and her men were still very strong at this time, and it seemed that they could push the lizardmen at a time, Brando knew that this was far from the case.

He hadn't heard that the task of SSS completion could be done by a flat push.

"They should have sent out the spies."

"He thought we'd run away?" Brando laughed, "But just right, I'm going to make them make mistakes."

Brando was not mistaken, and in the evening of that day, the lizardmen dragoons scattered from their lair in Balogan.

……

The next morning-

The dry bushes on the hillside rattled, and a human hand, and another slender elven hand parted them left and right. Behind the bushes, Brando and the Silver Elf Commander looked at the movement in the valley with a calm face, and the young man took a half-resounding voice and said: The Silver Moon Demon Wolf is fighting

"Dragoons."

"This is the third team since yesterday—" The elven commander's silver pupils reflected the verdant valley below, and his eyes did not change in the slightest. The speed and agility of the dragon hunter in the jungle surpassed that of any cavalry mount of this era, but it must still be too far behind the Miner Shadow Knight, and the dragon hunter leaped forward in the forest, and his swift figure swept through the gaps between the canopies from time to time, but unfortunately it was still a little slow in the eyes of the silver elf warrior master.

"From this distance, it's already twice as long as the usual patrol range of a bandit lair. Even if the other party is under the influence of the shepherd, this is not normal......" Brando muttered to himself, "It seems that it has really entered the plot mode."

"What?" The Silver Elf Commander looked back.

"No," the young man quickly changed his words, realizing his mistake, "just estimating the distance."

"It's a big deal." The Silver Elf Commander glanced at him, it wasn't the first time they'd done something like this since last night.

Brando hurriedly nodded: "It's really nothing to see, let's go according to the original plan." He turned around and shouted, "Sanfud."

The young man, who was the former gray wolf mercenary, but was now his subordinate, ran up from below out of breath, raised his head and looked at the two people above and asked, "Here!" My lord, what's the matter?"

Although he was only a newcomer, Brando had already instructed Antitina to explain his 'true identity' to them. Of course, adventurers, travelers, and even merchants are not a trivial matter of using a false identity when they walk outside, but these mercenaries are glad that Brando trusts them so much - not to mention that the identity of a future lord is obviously more attractive to these mercenaries than that of a merchant.

Rather than a life of wandering and no fixed residence, mercenaries are also more willing to become the entourage of a nobleman, or at least settle down. Especially from the description of the Lubis mercenaries, it is clear that this young lord is not different from the stubbornness and coldness of most nobles, and disregards the lives of his subordinates, although they have just learned a lesson from the 'Sideburns' Macaro - but what can they do about being born in this chaotic world.

They had to work harder to get the attention of the adult.

"Pass the order and get ready to go." Brando replied as he looked down the valley.

"No problem, I'll go." But halfway through, the young man turned around and asked a little puzzled, "Lord Lord, there is actually one thing I don't understand......

"Huh?"

Sanfde hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to ask, "I don't think that with your current strength, there is no need to go through such a big effort. As long as we fight all the way through, I'm sure the lizardmen won't be able to resist, even if they collude with the Cultists, as you said. As far as I know, even Eruin ......"

He didn't say the rest of the sentence, "Even the royal family of Eruin probably won't be able to muster more than twenty Templars—" Yes, while the total number of Templars in Eruin may be much more than that, it must be understood that not every single one of these Templars served the nobility, and even those who remained loyal to one faction were not all loyal to one faction.

However, the subtext of this sentence sounds more like questioning Brando's identity, so Sanfford relented.

But Brando understood what he meant, and he replied with a slight smile, "Maybe you will be a little disappointed to say it, because these elven allies are not my subordinates." They are fighting alongside us only because they share a common goal with us, and on the other hand, they must not go too far from the area, otherwise their strength will gradually weaken. ”

The young man was stunned, not understanding what Brando meant by weakening his strength. But he immediately replied loudly, "No, my lord, you misunderstood, and we will not be disappointed—you have forgotten that it was not because you were so powerful that we swore to follow you yesterday. It's to repay you for your kindness, so no matter when, whether as a gray wolf mercenary or a former gray wolf mercenary, we will not break our promise. "The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

However, he immediately asked, "It's just that these elven allies are Templars, right?" Even if the strength is declining, is there such a strong effect......?"

When Brando saw Sanfde's expression, he knew that something was wrong with the guy's understanding. This is not to blame him, it is true that according to the understanding of ordinary people, the strength of the Templars is reduced by as much as half and can still be maintained at the peak of the Golden Order.

Twenty Golden Order pinnacles are indeed enough to sweep this area.

It's a pity that it backfired, and there is another thing in this world called the hierarchy system. Reducing the strength by half is just a drop of one level, and deducting half of the level will have a big impact. And it's a pity that this damn altar system really deducts strength like this - the peak state of the Elven Praetorian Guard is just an ordinary unit of level sixty, and if you deduct half of it, it will become an ordinary unit of level thirty, not to mention the peak of the gold level, even the upper level of silver strength can be maintained.

More than twenty silver upper-level units are no problem pushing lizardmen, but the problem is that with the addition of the Earth Divine Envoy and Conrad, it will be a big problem.

Therefore, he had to look for ways to break the force with ingenuity.

However, it was a bit difficult to explain, so he simply waved his hand and replied, "Don't worry, go ahead, pass on the order." Trust me, I'll bring you victory-"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The Silver Elf Commander watched Sanfud's figure disappear into the woods, then turned his head and glanced at Brando with silver-gray eyes, and replied, "I can't see it, human, you're still arrogant."

"It's self-confidence." Brando raised his head and corrected seriously, "Remember, this is not the battlefield of the Battle of the Sages, nor is it the star-studded era you live in, and the many genius commanders have overshadowed the usual tactics of a qiē. Of course, maybe in the near future, this continent will usher in that era again, but not now. ”

He raised his head, looked at the northern forest, and replied word by word: "Now, here, I believe that no one has the power to take victory away from me. I speak to you these words as a senior regimental commander, Commander, and you can record it. ”

The Silver Elf looked at him, then lowered his head and removed the helmet from the golden spired wings. When he raised his head again, he showed a handsome and indifferent face: "To be honest, I didn't understand." The other party replied.

"You say, 'Maybe in the near future, maybe this continent will usher in that era again.'" The silver elf turned his face sideways, the cold outline of the side face so beautiful that even women would be jealous, and he asked, "You mean, the dark dragon will return to this continent?"

"No, that's another thing."

"Are you so sure, human? Can you see through the future?" Again, a cold question.

Brando choked, thinking to himself how this guy could catch the loophole so well, the game development team simply hired you to catch bugs. However, he hesitated for a moment, but still said: "It's not a foresight, but a premonition." I don't believe it, and when the time comes, I'll come back to this place and tell you what's going on in the outside world, how-" He didn't know why he said this, but maybe some secret had been holding in his heart for too long. The Silver Moon Demon Wolf hits with his hands

This guy is just a ghost who can't get out of here, he thought.

The silver elf was stunned for a moment, then smiled indifferently: "That Menis."

"Brando."

"Brando, then I'll stare at your so-called victory."

This bastard, he still doesn't believe it at all.

"Listen to me." Brando replied through gritted teeth.