Scene 17 The Valkyries

The raging flames were burning, and the golden-red flames formed a line of color difference from bright to dark on the edge of each face.

Brando raised his head and looked seriously at the young deputy captain of the security on the horse. He saw the same seriousness on the face of the other party: the other party pursed his lips and stared at him without saying a word, as if he was going to use stern eyes to call him into submission.

But whether it is Sophie or Brando, they don't eat this set——

"I am An Keze's militiaman. May I ask, Captain Bresson, when will Butch's guards be able to issue orders to other friendly troops across jurisdictions? May I ask your lord for your appointment order?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the knights behind Brayson choked. Brando has fought for Aruin for 21 years in the game, and he knows the laws of this country much better than these brats.

The young deputy captain of the security guard thought for a while, and then replied stubbornly: "Special period, special treatment."

Brando knew that the other party couldn't be ashamed to be subdued, but he didn't want to care about it. If it wasn't for Breson who took the initiative to make trouble, he wouldn't bother to care about those children's emotional disputes.

"I'm looking for Freya and Essen, have you seen them?" He raised his head and asked.

This is what Brando is most concerned about at the moment. The fire around seems to be lit by these young people from the guard, but he can't help but maliciously think that Eruin's future Valkyrie will not be just like that. Was it a fire? Then Brayson, you have committed a serious crime.

Of course this is just a thought.

But Brando's understated tone made Breson look arrogant, but he really couldn't think of anything to be proud of this guy who was down and not doing well now. He suppressed the disgust in his heart before he said, "Freya? The third unit of the militia? What is she doing with you?"

Brando could see that this guy had a good impression of Freya, but the other party's unkind tone still made him feel uncomfortable for a while, provoking again and again, as the saying goes, the clay bodhisattva is also three-point earthy.

"Captain Bresen, it's my freedom who I'm with. As for what I'm doing here, I'm afraid it's the same as you, don't think I don't know what's going on with you now—" he couldn't help but retort.

"Boy, what's your attitude!" A young man behind Breson shouted angrily and came out of the crowd: "It's just a militiaman, and the person in front of you is a non-commissioned officer of the security team, so you don't have to correct your posture immediately!"

Brando was taken aback by the training, but raised his head and looked at the other party carefully.

As if following his gaze, a row of riders in front of them all bowed down, as if they wanted to give him a warning. He looked at the fifteen young men standing upright on horseback like knives, all dressed in dark blue military uniforms, and the armor was neat and shiny, showing the demeanor of a powerful army.

Brando also knew that these young people did have something to be proud of—they were originally the best young people from the countryside or towns in the Golan-Elsen area, and after rigorous training and screening, the rest were at least close to 'First Level Strength'.

According to the regulations of the Temple of Flame, if the average strength in a person's body is between 3Oz and 20Oz, it can be said to have the first level of strength. And this first-level power system includes all white-level swordsmen on the entire continent, wizard apprentices and affinity (junior elementalists), as well as knights and servants of the Templar Church and those low-level clergy.

The Temple of Fire used amber rough stones to test the purity of everyone's power. Brando had seen that kind of props in the game before, but it was for NPCs there. Their players have intuitive data, and there is no need for quizzes at all——

He had read an in-game document before. It is known that in the entire Warnd, the owners of the first level of power exceed 60% of the total population. This is because the general lifespan of human beings here exceeds 160 years. But once the scope is narrowed down to the age group of seventeen to nineteen,

The same ratio will drop to 20% or even lower. In Eruin, apart from the church, wizard academy and knight reserve, the vast majority of the 20% are serving in the guard.

These are the people he sees now——

Indeed, in the face of ordinary militiamen with mixed quality and bad, these young people can have such a kind of pride and superiority. But the militia is a militia, and Brando is Brando. As a person who grew up in a free world, he is indeed an anomaly in this world, and he never has the idea of ​​a dwarf in his heart.

This is a deep-rooted understanding of modern people-God is the greatest, and Lao Tzu is second.

So he stared at this guy coldly, secretly estimating the opponent's strength. Don't look at the extraordinary skills of the opponents, but after possessing the Thorn of Zhanguang and the Ring of the Wind Queen, Brando believes that he can't match the difference at all in terms of statistics.

What's more, he still has a plug-in with 130-level veteran fighter experience to open, and keep these guys lying down one by one. Of course, they can swarm up, but Brando guesses that Brayson can't afford to lose that face.

But what surprised him was that the young deputy captain of the security raised his hand to stop his team members, and asked with a stern face, "How do you know what we are here for? What else do you know? Who told you? "

Brando said in his heart that of course I know.

How did Butch's guards appear here, and what is their purpose? It is true that young people do not know every detail well, but as long as they think about the general trend of history at this moment, they can make a guess. He knew that the opponent was definitely not here to fight back—but there must be a motive, right?

As long as he sorts out his thoughts one by one, and thinks that Butch's security team is concentrating on breaking out to Riddenburg at this time, then all the remaining problems can be explained?

This is exactly the same as the historical development in the game. In the game, it should be on this day that Madara's undead army completed the blockade of Beledor Forest. This afternoon or early noon, the Butch guards and the fleeing villagers were attacked by the undead army. The closest time in history to Riddenburg-they almost succeeded, but the skeleton army of Cabais who arrived later made all the efforts of these poor people go in vain.

And at the moment Rydenburg was not even aware that an invasion was coming to its east.

But it's no accident, or luck, not on the side of the Butchers. Because they were facing the terrifying and efficient left wing of the Instaron army in the first Black Rose War, no matter how the Butch guards with their families, the old, the weak, women and children were unable to compete with this army in speed. The famous undead army in history stands shoulder to shoulder.

What's more, they were still bitten by Rothko's Lich Army before that. These two points doomed their failure to become a tragedy.

Brando looked at each other, the faces of these young riders were dusty, and he could guess that this time should be after Madden suffered his first setback. The veteran of the November War now needs food and medicine, reassurance and reassurance for the next breakout.

But the opponent never expected that he would soon usher in the second or third defeat. Madden still has a day and a half to go. The main force of 'One-Eyed' Tagus will soon be overwhelmed, and the tragedy will repeat itself at that time .

Perhaps he escaped with his life in the end, but lost all the honor that belongs to the soldier.

Thinking of this, Brando shook his head, and suddenly he was in no mood to argue. However, he is not a person who repays grievances with virtue, so he replied disdainfully: "Is there any need to ask? You came here with such fanfare, isn't it written on your face?"

"You—" The young man behind Breson had veins throbbing on his forehead. If the former hadn't stopped him, he would have pulled out his sword to fight Brando.

"You guessed it right, but since you don't want to take on the responsibility of being a militiaman, please get out of the way." The young guard captain said: "Please don't block our way."

"Wait," Brando couldn't help but get a little angry. Is this guy still using aggressive tactics? He simply stopped in the middle of the road, and asked in a deep voice, "The people in the village are with you now?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"How many people were injured?" Brando asked.

Brayson's face was suffocated: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Of course it's about me. Among them are my friends' relatives, Freya, little Phoenix, and Ethan and Makmee. Their families are among these people. Freya and everyone are fighting to defend Butch. , and what are you fighting for?" Brando asked: "Listen, I'm not arguing with you, but I want to know an answer—"

These loud words silenced all the young people in the guard, and the whispering voices disappeared all the time.

"Get out of the way, Brando." Brayson said with a dark face.

Brando's heart sank, and a bad premonition rose.

He shook his head: "Take me to see Captain Marden, I'll go find Freya and the others. I'll take you out of the predicament, but before that, you have to tell me, did someone in the third team have an accident at home? "

Brayson's face darkened, black as a dark cloud.

"It's up to you—?" The young guard captain almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth. After finishing speaking, he turned around with a dark face and waved to his team members, motioning for them to proceed from another direction.

He doesn't want to say a word to Brando now, and he even regrets what he said before. When he thought of the battle in the afternoon, he couldn't help but feel that it was the biggest nightmare in his life.

He even suspected that this nightmare would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Brando stood aside, looking at the group of knights who left silently. Various speculations flashed through his mind, but they all turned into a possibility in the end, and he couldn't help shouting: "Bryson."

The young deputy captain of the security stopped immediately.

"Is it Freya?"

Brayson froze, but he hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"What happened?"

"Find Freya, tell her something for me—"

"What?"

Bryson sighed: "If you find her, apologize to her on my behalf. Tell her that Aunt Searle and Uncle Searle were unlucky in the battle this afternoon..."

Just as he was saying this, he suddenly heard a soft bang behind him.

Everyone was startled, and the knights turned their heads, just in time to see the pale-faced Freya falling to the ground with the long sword in her hand, with an expression of disbelief.

The young man named Essen followed behind the future Valkyrie, looking at a loss.

"Freya—!" Brando was startled, of course he had already guessed what Bresson, the guy who couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, was going to say.

"How is it possible, auntie, she won't..."

Freya suddenly broke down in sobs, and tears welled up on her pale face.

There is a weakest place in everyone's heart.

And when Brando saw Freya, who had always been strong, squatting down and crying sadly, as weak as a wounded animal, he was hit in the softest part of his heart, and he felt something in his throat Feeling dry, I wanted to say something comforting, but I couldn't say a word.

He looked at the other party silently, but suddenly realized something, could it be that that simple, simple, kind-hearted country girl finally walked the road of Valkyrie after experiencing such a cruel war?

Well, history is retracing.

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【Note】:

Regarding occupation and experience, in Amber Sword, characters can take up jobs as they like in the real world. He could be a cook one day, a tailor or a warrior or a scout the next.

But a person's time is limited, that is, his experience in combat, adventure, and production life is always limited.

And if a person can't concentrate on a job, every time he takes another job, he will get experience penalties for distraction. The experience required for each additional occupation after the first occupation (except civilians) will be doubled.

In addition, if there is no special explanation - the setting of the world of Warnd and the sword of amber (game) are always the same.

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