Act 149 Dawn(2)

There was a scratch, and the ordinary long sword in his hand was torn apart in the scabbard because it could not withstand the power from the gold level. Brando was slightly startled. He raised the scabbard and took a look at it, then threw it away——

The sword fell among the ruins.

The young man turned around, his brown eyes reflecting the faces of the mercenaries with different expressions. He held Funya's hand and said calmly: "I brought my promise——"

"Do you remember what you said?"

The plain voice was like an unsheathed sword, passing through everyone's heart with a clang.

The mercenaries opened their mouths, but for a moment they didn't know what to answer.

"I remember!" Only the young man in gray-blue robes excitedly separated from the crowd and rushed out. He almost stumbled to Brando, then raised his head and looked at the young noble in his eyes, with a flash in his eyes. A hint of disbelief.

He actually came.

"I remember..." The wizard apprentice took a breath and repeated in a low voice: "I'm here, sir..."

Brando glanced at him.

He looked past him to the others, everyone.

"What about the rest?"

There was silence.

"You..." The young man in a gray and blue robe looked around at these people angrily, wishing he could punch these people in the face and knock these cowardly people off their feet.

But there was still silence, deathly silence——

Brando just smiled slightly, he laughed, and a glimmer of light seemed to be reflected on his warm eyelids: "If I were you, I would not choose to offend the two lords at the same time -"

There was a rattling sound in the ruins, and some soldiers wrapped in black robes stood up among the bricks; as soon as they stood up, they immediately raised their swords and rushed towards Brando's back in a stiff posture.

Brando waved his hand back, and the first black-robed soldier who rushed to him was sent flying straight away. It shattered into pieces with a 'swish' in mid-air, turning into broken bones and falling on those who were covered with injuries. But he was not dead yet, and was desperately crawling back to the side of the noble soldier.

The crackling sound seemed like a bone rain.

All the noble soldiers were stunned and motionless——

The second skeleton soldier had rushed to Brando's side, but the young man grabbed the right claw of the skeleton and stabbed him with a sword without looking back. He pulled it forward and removed the opponent's black steel with his left hand. With a long sword, he grabbed the opponent's wrist with his right hand and threw it over his shoulder, slamming it to the ground and breaking it into several pieces of bone.

He held the black steel sword in his left hand and struck back.

A moon-shaped white light.

The dozen or so skeleton soldiers behind them all broke, stopped, and fell down——

Brando put down his sword with a normal expression, turned around, and faced the fallen skeleton soldiers. He looked at the ruins of the fortress and said calmly: "Now, I give you such an honor——"

The young knight raised his sword, pointing directly at the long street ahead.

"On this street, there are dead souls on the crosses. They silently watch your battle. And are you willing to fight side by side with these former companions in another way?"

that moment.

Everyone seemed to have stopped breathing.

No one spoke, but some turned their heads, some blinked their eyes, and some silently held down their swords. Yes, nothing makes these mercenaries more moved than fighting side by side with their companions and trusting each other.

This is the only and last chance to fight side by side with these companions.

I'm sorry, but can I still leave my back to you?

companion.

There were no unnecessary words, only the sound of swords being unsheathed; the young wizard apprentice lowered his hands feebly, looking at this scene with almost disbelief, looking at these mercenaries who were silent a moment ago - at this moment people The man pursed his lips coldly, said nothing, and drew his sword with a solemn expression.

The sword is the life of a mercenary——

It's also a promise.

The mercenaries came out with a sacred expression, first one or two, then more people, silently, the swords and armors rubbed and collided. Everyone came out silently and stood silently in a row behind the young knight.

Brando smiled slightly.

He put down his sword and felt a flame burning in his chest.

But his face turned cold, and the young man spoke: "Three grand commanders, come out -"

The three people in the crowd looked at each other and walked out of the queue one by one.

"Tell me, name."

"Clenthia is at your service, sir. I am the leader of the Rose and Wine Mercenary Group -" the handsome middle-aged man with long silver hair glanced at Brando, bowed slightly, and replied.

"Fern, the Grand Commander of the Firelands——" The dark-skinned man crossed his arms and looked at Brando up and down.

"Yuta, I am the leader of the Shanyan Mercenary Group. Sir, with all due respect, although I agree to join with my people, it does not mean that I will definitely execute all orders. I will choose the way of action myself." The person who answered like this was a woman with a hot figure and long brown hair.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the young knight provocatively with her green eyes.

Brando smiled carelessly.

He replied: "I don't know your composition."

He looked back at the beauty and said: "But the task I give you is very simple. You and Mr. Fern each organize a team of people to stay here and attack and control the west gate. All I ask of you is One o'clock - three hours, before dawn I want to see the flags of your respective mercenary regiments flying above the city gate - "

His eyes fell on Kerencia, a handsome middle-aged man with long silver hair: "As for Mr. Kerencia, your mission is to lead your mercenary group and the remaining lone mercenaries with Let’s attack Fir Castle together!”

"I would like to hear the details." Kerenthia bowed and replied calmly.

"Wait," the sad haired girl Juta interrupted and asked with a frown: "Simon? Why are we going to the west gate? Isn't our goal to capture the Fir Castle and kill that damn scumbag?"

Brando looked calm and replied: "Because that is just one of the goals, but I might as well tell you straight to the point that the enemies you will face will be a group of undead, the undead of Madara."

"What?"

Undead?

All three of them were stunned.

"Grudin and Madara colluded, but the undead army cannot be hidden in the city; there may be a small part, but the army must be near outside the city. I think they can only hide in the forest to the southwest. Your mission is to prevent them from entering the city until we complete the mission-" Brando said lightly.

Juta and Kerenthia glanced at each other, each seeing the hesitation in the other's eyes.

Only Futa replied angrily: "Since your lord knows that Grudin has colluded with Madara, there must be many experts around him, and attacking Fir Castle must be the most difficult task. Then why didn't your lord choose our Tierra del Fuego Chapter? Is it right?" Do you look down on our fighting ability?"

When Karencia heard this, she couldn't help but frowned and looked embarrassed.

But Brando shook his head: "I said, I don't know your composition. However, since I have chosen this lineup, then-"

He turned around and said, "Everything will be done according to my orders."

He raised his head again and looked at the street in the distance.

"Okay, we don't have much time."

"You seize this time, but remember my words, there is glory on one side and hell on the other. I have given you a chance to choose. I hope you can have a clear conscience when you look back on this moment in the future."

"No, I don't even have the chance to look back -"

"Then now, if you are willing to get this honor, follow me!" After Brando finished speaking, he held Funya with one hand and walked forward on the scraping gravel.

The three captains heard the cold threat in Brando's words, and they were secretly shocked. The little girl raised her head and looked at him blankly, blinked her eyes, and said word by word: "Brando...brother, actually...you...don't have to fight...for...Funiya..."

"I...heard...Grandpa and the others...said that as long as...Funiya...gets...there, everything...will...be safe."

But Brando just smiled slightly after hearing this.

"Funya, you don't understand, this is not just about your fight alone," the young man replied softly; while looking at the two neat rows of crosses extending into the darkness in the distance of the street, he was a little lost. : "It's me who chose the path of iron and blood, sword and fire, that's all -"

exactly.

When Brando was here, he chose to come back and face it all, facing all his cowardice and escape; then the road in front of him began to become rugged and difficult at this moment, as if leading to a blazing flame. At the end, the path is entangled with thorns, and even blood is flowing——

But he came back.

If the rage in the afternoon was just a wavering of thoughts, then the choice between Funia and the Senyans gave him the final revelation; it was like an eternal truth, if he always chooses to escape, then he will always just escape. Can be a loser.

He who conquers others is powerful; he who conquers himself is strong——

Indeed, he considered an easier way. If he chooses to ignore and ignore everything he advocates, then he may easily find that coveted territory, then hide his wings, absorb nutrients in the shadows, gradually become stronger, and eventually dominate everything.

But is that what he wants?

Gained strength, but lost everything.

Is that all he wants?

But Brando couldn't help but laugh, because he found that in the end, he had prepared the most complicated plan. He had avoided such an outcome countless times, avoiding putting himself on the other side of the wheel of fortune like a desperate gambler.

But after taking steps again and again, he returned to the same place, holding such a plan in his hands.

Brando smiled faintly. He really wanted to follow Antitina's plan. It was so safe and simple, and the noble girl's choice was so logical.

"But……"

"Brando, in the end you are still Brando..."

He shook his head mockingly.

But his eyes became firm. If this is the case, then let him implement this plan - even if there is only one chance! But just like in the past, just like when he was Sophie, the 130th level warrior, facing Madara's thousands of troops.

Step by step, towards success.

or death——

Brando turned around and saw the young wizard apprentice chasing after him from behind. The young man seemed to have regrouped his emotions, and his face returned to that indifference.

"grown ups?"

"Did you hear the sound?" Brando didn't answer, just asked.

"what sound?"

"The sound of war-" Brando took out a silver card from his arms and replied lightly.

At that moment, the earth trembled, and the noble cavalry rushed out from the corner of the street——

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