Act Ninety-Six: The Missing Food II
If Aloz's curse is fulfilled, it will be enough for the entire Buga artisan wizard to destroy the city with their floating city ten times, and the bones will be gone, and the demon concubine will knock on the wrong door: provoke the evil emperor. Even Brando has been implicated, for example, our little she-dragon lady has more elegantly cursed at least twenty times for depriving Brando of the ability to reproduce.
Thankfully, Brando was unaware of these vicious curses at the moment, and he and Veronica agreed to meet in the valley near Breath of Despair. And the Cruz people are really one step ahead of them, Veronica and the Gray Sword Saint are both long-established powerhouses, and the Forest of Tears in front is unlikely to stop their steps, even if Aloz is lazy and can't help, a small level fifty copy can't cause any trouble to the Cruz people.
As Brando stepped into the camp of the Celestial Legion, Veronica was frowning in the thick felt tent, one hand on her forehead, looking at the map in her hand. This map was actually provided by Eco to persuade the Grand Duke Vieiro, and the Lantonilans had already arrived at Valendenburg before they had set out, and even Her Royal Highness the Princess, who had already arrived in the Manoville region, had already arrived at the Elysium in the Manoville region.
But seriously speaking, Archduke Lantoni Lan has no friendship with the Temple of Fire, especially the Cruz, and there are many grudges. Therefore, the female captain of the Firmament Youth Legion knew very well that the young man named Eco would probably help them out of Brando's sake.
And the thought of the young Eruin she had seen in the Ring of the Trade Winds made her mouth tilt slightly, but then she sighed. Of course, she would not have heard of what had happened to Ampesel for a while. She was a general of the Empire, and of course she understood where the interests of the Empire were, and she had known that the young man might become a tricky opponent for the Empire, but she didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
She looked up and glanced at Mephistopheles not far away, clasped in her hands and staring unsquintingly, the Grey Swords had a bad opinion of the Cruze, so they had nothing to do with Veronica. Rarely go anywhere else.
In fact, even if he was willing to go, Veronica might not be at ease, for the Cruz. This is a big devil.
"Your good student is here, don't you mean something?" She asked.
Mephistopheles glanced back at her, but didn't answer. He and the Cruz people don't have much to say either. If Veronica hadn't agreed to run for his return, he probably wouldn't even be in the mood to be here.
However, when Veronica mentioned Brando, the Gray Sword Saint inevitably had some pride in his eyes, and Brando gave the Cruz people a hard lesson in Ampesel this time, even if he himself had never done such a thing.
The point is that later the relationship between the Bugas and the Silver Elves was used to force the Cruz people to suffer a dumb loss, and this hand was simply too beautiful.
Mephistopheles couldn't be dissatisfied, but maybe he would be even more satisfied if he could get the Cruz to bleed more.
See him like this. Veronica didn't care, she was used to it. At this time, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the tent, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and her eyes moved slightly.
She could already hear that it was Brando's group, but what surprised her was a little. Brando's footsteps were even more steady than they had then.
The smallest details can say a lot to a strong man like her, and it is rumored that Count Tonigel has broken through the wall of elements, but she is suspicious of it, and outsiders don't know, but she understands - how old is he?
But at this moment, Veronica couldn't help but raise her head in surprise and muttered, "Eruin has really had another Templar with elemental civilization since then. Martha is on top, how old is he? ”
Hearing Veronica's exclamation, Mephistopheles couldn't help but float a shallow arc between her pursed lips. The world knows him as the Gray Sword Saint, and his fame is not only in the Cruz Empire, but also in the wider land, one man and one sword to challenge the descendants of one of the Four Sages, a vast empire, even if it is the eagle that spreads its wings and makes everyone tremble, but it is just as mortal in front of him.
But after all, the empire is not comparable to a mortal like him, and Cruz will last forever, and sooner or later he will turn to dust. It is often said that dynasties rise and fall, but dynasties go on and on, and the cycle is ultimately longer than a person's life.
After his death, who will remember the name of the Gray Sword Saint?
But now he has a student who is destined to be higher than his achievements. A twenty-year-old Templar with a civilized element, the Chosen One is nothing more than that, but Brando is not the darling of Martha, who was destined for fate at birth.
In the eyes of others, his fate was in his hands, the young man from Buch, who was just a descendant of a small Highland Knight, and the shadow of his ancestors had no effect on the trajectory of his life. If there is also an ancient nobleman in Eruin, he used his sword to plow out his own fiefdom.
Then it has to be Brando.
The Ancestor Ek, the King of Fire, Gelt, is nothing more than that. Some people's names are destined to shine above history, and Mephistopheles knows that her students are just that.
Maybe the Cruz people can still be on top now, but what about decades from now? History always gives space to heroes, and Brando hasn't even realized it himself, but a well-informed person like the Gray Sword Saint has long seen the cause and effect.
He has always been arrogant, but he has to admit that the most correct decision in his life is to choose Brando as his student at a glance. Teachers will be honored to have such students.
The snow outside the tent howled, and the canopy had been dark since the tide had opened, a sign of the beginning of unrest in any era. Heroes came into being, and even Mephistopheles herself couldn't help but sigh.
Brando had already lifted the tent and walked in, followed by Freya, Akane, Metisa, and Charles. He saw Mephistopheles first, and hurriedly gestured to the Gray Sword Saint - he was already the lord of one side, but the other party was his nominal teacher after all. And it really taught him a lot of things.
For the Grey Sword Saint, Brando now has only respect.
Then his gaze fell on Veronica, in fact, he had already noticed that the eyes of the young female legion had already fallen on him.
"Legionnaire, I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Brando smiled and said pleasantly.
"Hmph, you and Andesa should have been captured back to the Empire in the first place. I didn't expect you to find out such a big problem for me so quickly. Veronica glared at Brando, and snorted half-angrily, "You've done a good job, little one." You probably didn't know that the noble senate of the empire was about to turn upside down—"
Brando, of course, knew, but he unbuckled his cloak. Give it to the knight squire behind you. Then he raised his head, looked at the commander of the Celestial Legion with bright eyes, and replied, "Lord Veronica, you also know that you will not gain anything by putting all the blame on me. I'm different from the lame aristocrats of Eruin, and you're different from the arrogant aristocrats of Cruz, so you don't need to mean something, right? ”
"Also, I helped you capture Andelsa, but His Majesty the Emperor didn't give me any reward." Brando added.
Veronica couldn't help but look at the little guy with anger and amusement. 'Lame Eruin nobles' is actually a proverb used by the Cruz to ridicule the Eruin, implying that the Eruin nobles will be inferior when they see the Cruz, and an even worse use is 'lame dog'.
But Brando didn't think it was enough to describe some people as 'lame dogs', and he saw the Eruin nobility of the era itself as a derogatory term, at least compared to the ancient nobility. Today's pile is nothing more than wriggling parasites.
"You still want a reward, do you know who you killed? That's Williams, you don't know how much trouble you have caused to be one of the seven deputy heads of the Templar Order by relying only on his own ability, the one behind the nobles of the empire who does not have a huge family, do you know how much trouble you have caused? Veronica replied angrily.
Brando spread his hands: "Anyway, I won't go to the Empire, and they won't be able to come to Eruin to trouble me." As long as Reparson or Duke Baishin does not drive the army to the Eruin border. Am I afraid that they will find someone to assassinate me? ”
"That's not impossible," Veronica grimaced, though Brando was relieved at the mention of Reparson and Duke Whiteshin. She admired this young man very much, and she was really afraid that the other party would kill Williams because of his youthful vigor and recklessness, but since the other party knew what kind of strength that guy had behind him, it meant that he must have been prepared.
She glanced at Brando carefully and sighed, "Hmph, that's so light, in that case, what are you still here to help me do?" ”
Being seen through by Veronica's intentions, Brando is not embarrassed, after all, to be able to become the captain of the empire, the other party will naturally not be a simple person. Besides, the family behind Veronica has little intersection with Duke Shirashin, as long as there is no intersection between the big families, there must be conflicts, Brando feels that this is a win-win cooperation, and he needs Veronica to help him maintain a minimum reputation in the empire - at least not to be branded as a heretic. Veronica needs his help now, and in the future, Brando believes that the connection between the two will only grow stronger in the future.
Just wait until after he starts developing the Black Forest.
However, he didn't plan to say these plans, he just smiled and thanked Veronica sincerely: "Thank you." ”
Although Brando maintains the pride of a modern soul in his heart, he actually knows that Veronica and his status are not equal. A grand duchess who can almost be said to be the Empire, and he is only half a count in Eruin, because Tonigel has never been a county.
He could feel that he was appreciative and willing to help. Although he knew that the positions of the two sides might be fundamentally opposed, Brando was also determined in his heart that at least he would not embarrass the female captain too much in the future.
This seems not difficult to do, and the Cruz people, while arrogant, are at least not to the point of being angry.
He paused for a moment, deciding to bring the topic back to the point, and asked, "Let's get down to business, we've just come out of the Black Forest outside, and you must have been waiting here for a while, Legion, right?" ”
Speaking of this, Veronica suddenly sighed.
"yes, I'm in some trouble, Brando."
"Trouble?"
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(PS: The proofreading took some time.) Two other things to inform, first, don't ask me where Act Ninety-Two went! Second, in view of the fact that many people want me to reflect a lot of questions about the setting and unknown age, it is unlikely that I will answer them one by one, I thought about it, from today onwards, if you have any questions about the setting, you can ask them in the book review area, I will be free from 9 to 9:30 every night, and I will come to the book review area to answer these questions one by one, and if you have any questions to ask face-to-face, you can also wait for me to arrive at that time. But I'll try to avoid answering questions related to the plot and character building.,Generally speaking.,It's only about the setting.,I know there's some contradictions in the setting on my side.,After all, it's too long before and after.,Let's discuss the correction together.。 (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )
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