After the Resistance.

However, by this time, Brando had already left the front line of the war with Mardala and joined the Church Knights Grace.

Antisanna listened to Brando's explanation, but still stared at him suspiciously: "Is that so, the whole thing is ostensibly a fight between two mercenary groups, but in fact it is a continuation of the war between the nobles. , Maned wolf, Makaro is actually a retainer of the Duke of Rune? The entire Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment is the escort of the young man named Eco? So what does the Solitaire mercenary group want to do, just assassination? ”

"No, most of the Grey Wolf mercenaries probably don't know," Brando asked, "You should know that Duke of Lune's family was almost killed in that assassination when Grand Duke Anlek was in charge." ”

"Of course, the blood of the nobles stained the coup d'état of that month, how could I not have heard of it at all......" Antitina's eyes flashed.

"The fact that the Duke of Rune had known about the assassination had long been known, and therefore he had sent his only heir out before then, so that in that turn of events, in fact he had systematically arranged for the death of others to cover the only descendant." Brando took a puff and replied calmly.

Antigina was speechless after hearing this, the struggle between the nobles was so bloody, and in a sense, it was understandable for the Duke of Rune to do so.

Roman looked at this side not far away,

The Dark Priest smiled silently sarcastically.

In the quiet mountains and forests, the silence was quickly broken by a word.

"So, Lord Lordship knew that it was the eldest son of Grand Duke Lantoni?"

"Of course not, Miss Antichona, I was only suspicious at first." Brando sighed and replied, "But Miss Jura reminded me that she is a Hoshimi, but the other is Eco's fiancée. I've seen them in the Black Tower, but I don't remember them for a moment. ”

Of course, this is not the case, and it is impossible for Brando to meet these two men in the Black Tower. But it didn't matter, anyway, he didn't think that someone would jump out and demolish him. And he wasn't completely lying, he did not think about it until just now, because Miss Jura was not an unknown person in history, she was arguably the most famous star warlock in Eruin, and at the same time, her own strength was ridiculously strong.

In the history of the Amber Sword, Brando clearly remembers Jura as the Chosen One, and her birth blind confirms this. The Chosen One is the one who has been favored by Martha, but mortals are mortals after all, and a defective body cannot accept such perfect power. Therefore, when the divine power is born, the body itself is damaged.

In Vaynd's long history, there are only two Chosen ones who are not physically flawed: one is the hero of the Flame Kingdoms in history, the Flame King Geert, one of the Four Sages. And another new hand in this era, at this moment, is in the hands of the staff of Madara's cold mercury, the future emperor His Majesty. The other Chosen One, although more than one of them, has some flaws.

However, at this moment, it is said that Yura may become a martial arts master in the future, and even after cultivating the elements, he once reached the strength of one hundred and fifty levels during the peak period, and assisted the alliance of the Duke of Lune and the Valkyrie and the Princess Regent to stand on their feet. "I'm afraid that if you talk about it, you can only make other people think of it as a joke."

"Could it be that her Chosen One talent was awakened in this battle?" A thought flashed through Brando's mind.

He has the intention to win over this strong man in the future, but unfortunately Yura at this time has already fallen in love with Eco, although the Duke of Lantonilan is still biased towards the royal family at this time, but the break is also a recent thing. Brando counted the date and found that he had neither the ability nor the time to salvage the matter.

But he wasn't too worried, anyway, Eco and Jura finally contributed to the great unification of the Eruin period, but it's a pity that these two genius-level figures died young, and Yura left a bite in history, daughter. He remembered that after the death of Princess Regent and Valkyrie, the girl named Ellaralantoni Ranny Auphili led Eruin for a time, but she didn't seem interested in the subject.

"So, I'm afraid they're going to use this only son to coerce the Duke of Rune, right?" The aristocratic daughter thought for a moment, raised her head and asked.

"The reaction is very sharp", Brando praised: "The Duke of Rune is still the most powerful supporter of the royal family, at least until now, and some people have made some moves, so it is natural to shake this 'pillar of the royal family' first." ”

"So...?"

Antitina frowned worriedly, although the chaotic situation was an advantage for them, as a citizen of this kingdom, they didn't want to see the worst happen.

"In less than three months." Brando replied.

"Makaro also knew about this qiē for a long time?" Antijiana raised her head and asked, she suddenly reacted, "He deliberately lured the Black Fire Cultists here, and he wanted to use the mercenary group as bait?" ”

"I'm afraid so."

The girl took a breath, it was more than a hundred lives, and according to Brando, she was even an old subordinate who had followed the other party for at least ten years; Although she knew that only cold-blooded people could survive the brutal struggle, she couldn't help but feel a little cold when she actually touched it. She suddenly glanced at Brando, and thought irrepressibly: Does her lord think the same way?

But Brando's gaze remained in the valley below, and he knew there was a problem waiting for him to solve. If I succeed in evoking an oracle, it's worth the gamble for me. ”

"Superior divine blood?"

Conrad couldn't help but squint his eyes: "How did you get it, it stands to reason that a low-level Shen'an like you is not qualified to take over such a level of items, right?" "It's just chance, luck is also very important, chaos is the reason." The Dark Priest replied.

Young gently. Lan sighed and looked down at Akane's corpse, the black-red beam of light had gradually wrapped her into a light cocoon.

"The chances of failure are also high." He said.

"All that's lost is a good corpse." The Dark Priest replied coldly.

"Whatever you want, I'm going to attack next. You'd better stand farther away, Buga and Makaro are no ordinary people, and the two of them are fighting for their lives, but I'm afraid I'll lose half my life. Conrad turned and glanced out into the forest. But despite the words he uttered, his white-gloved right hand rested lightly on the hilt of his rapier.

The Dark Priest knew the priority of this operation, so he didn't refute it, just lowered his head and pushed it to the side. However, he paused, then looked up and asked, "Is that group of people who left really real, Eco?" ”

"The odds are high."

Conrad stepped forward out of the forest and replied without looking back, "It's okay anyway, they can't escape here anyway, and if I want them to die, they have to die." ”

It's someone else, I'm me. That's her answer.

"Then we have to say goodbye, little girl."

Akane tensed her body at that moment, her face turned pale, she was just an ordinary person after all, even if she was a mercenary who was used to seeing life and death, but she would feel fear at the last moment. But this fear did not defeat her persistence, and she gritted her teeth and did not speak. It's just that his hands are clenched into fists, as if he is resigned to his fate, waiting for the fate to come, and two lines of crystal tears flow from the corners of his eyes that are tightly closed.

Conrad looked back.

The dark priest of the Black Fire Cult who had been standing behind him nodded, indeed as Conrad had said, these gray wolf mercenaries in front of them seemed to them to be in their pockets. As for the captives, they don't have to care about this one, not to mention that according to the definition of mercenaries, although these outlaws sacrifice their lives and forget their lives in battle, they will not give up their lives for any meaningless insistence.

Macaro and Buga had to keep that secret, and the others didn't.

The two know this.

The young man picked up the dagger and stabbed it into the good woman's chest.

The lower-level Dark Seed Officer of the Black Fire Sect looked at this scene indifferently, as if the crimson blood that bloomed like a flower did not represent the loss of a life, but was just a beautiful picture worth admiring. He heard a clicking sound in the red-haired girl's throat, and Akane seemed to be trying to get hold of something at the last moment, but her eyes suddenly opened, and her gaze gradually became hollow, and then lost her look.

Consciousness and strength are rapidly leaving the girl's body, but at the last moment, she still can't help but think like this, I don't know why, do people know, she is dead? It turns out that life is really so fragile....

She suddenly felt extremely sleepy, but she felt someone put something on her chest

"What's that......?"

"What's that?"

Conrad turned his head and saw the Black Fire Cult Dark Priest in black robes placing a black-red gem with a faint glow in the center of the girl's corpse's chest. Several veins of light like plant roots immediately extended from the gem, and the black light seeped into the wound under the dagger, and then extended along the veins of the Ping Pong Girl's stagnant veins to the limbs, and soon, a layer of reddish mist shrouded the entire corpse.

"Blood of the Gods, Emissary." The Dark Priest replied simply.

"You want to evoke her as a zombie?"

"Nope." The Dark Priest shook his head.

"This woman's ability to resonate with her weapon, as well as her ability to defeat our High Rank Cultists with the strength of the Silver Lower Reach, shows that she has great potential. This potential comes from the fact that she has such attainments at such a young age. The dark man said in a rustling voice under the cloak: "What I gave her is the bloodline of the Thor Card Burial, don't you say it?" Conrad chuckled softly, pulled out a dagger and patted the girl's cheek: "Since the people who left are not your companions, why would you risk your life to defend them?" ”

The cold blade of the dagger reflects a breathtaking glow, exuding a chill like the surface of ice.

As if feeling the coldness transmitted from the blade, the girl moved slightly, but she took a light breath and whispered word by word: "...... I can't beat you, it's mine...... own responsibility. Myself...... The thing that I'm alone... Charge. Only the weak will rely on .... Sink...... Others are in danger, I ...... Protect yourself. ”

"I, unlike you......," she replied as if there was a flame burning in her half-open eyes.

"Really?" Conrad was not angry: "But I don't have much patience, you have to know that there are seventy or eighty people in the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment, and not everyone is willing to keep their mouths shut for strangers like you." They were mercenaries, and I remember that for mercenaries it was not necessary to be so loyal. In that case, the final result will not change, so why should you hold on. I don't take pleasure in killing, so I'm giving you a chance, little girl, don't you want to go and cry with your weak Lord Martha? ”

Akane's eyelashes moved.

The young man waited for her answer.

But the girl just gritted her teeth and shook the joint gently: "Someone else ZE!"