Scene 50 The Earl
The brass alarm bell of Pine Castle hangs high on the towering spire, and when it is rung, the bell spreads across most of the city. The sound of the bell is like an invisible ripple. It spreads, and the streets and alleys that have fallen into the midnight sleep seem to be injected with some kind of vitality, and they wake up one by one.
People took to the streets, wondering and asking each other what happened.
Luc Besson was waiting for the news in the eastern barracks of Riedenburg, but a loud and clear alarm bell sounded from outside the stone hole window. He turned his head to look at the dimly lit inner city, his face changed. Before the messenger outside opened the door to report, the head of the swordsman regiment opened the door and shouted outside:
"Didn't you hear me, get out! Get up and assemble! Tell the second and third squadrons outside to follow me to Fort Usson immediately, that idiot Seber!"
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Head, where is the city gate?" Someone stood up and asked.
"Are you an idiot? Other than that highland knight, who else can attack Husson Castle, that idiot Seibel, he just has to hide the news and let him suffer for himself," he breathed out after scolding, his tone relaxed Slowly said: "If there is anything wrong with that person in the castle, you can wait to face His Majesty's dragon wrath, maybe some people want him to die, but I don't want to take the blame - as for the rest, give me a good job." Just keep your eyes on the target!"
Everyone was startled, and then they acted separately.
Only then did Luc Besson let out a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but feel a little tricky when he thought that the other party was a highland knight and his mage follower. The Highland Knights have always been self-contained in history. Even in the most powerful period of the Corcova Dynasty, the royal family could not do anything about these guards, let alone him?
He couldn't help but secretly greeted the female relatives of Lord Seber of the Golden Fruit in his heart.
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Freya followed the girl in a long, deep alley. When she heard the bell, she froze for a moment, turned her head subconsciously, and raised her head to look over there with a worried expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" the girl named Su asked.
"Sorry, nothing."
"We're going to fight." Su said suddenly.
Freya was startled, and looked back at her suspiciously.
"The aristocrats issued a prohibition order, and it only happens during wars. Although everyone doesn't say it, they know it in their hearts. It's like this every time before." Su said quietly in front.
"You mean they knew there was going to be a war?"
"Who are they, noble lord? Of course they know, they have their own channels for collecting information. Generally speaking, when the news starts to circulate in the bars in the city, they already know."
Freya didn't answer, but just clenched her fists. She lowered her head, leaving only a glimmer of calm anger in her bright eyes.
"But why is there no response from the city?"
"We won't see any reaction, but the nobles will definitely take precautions. The people in the city don't have to worry too much because Riedenburg is so strong, but the price of bread and wheat has risen by 10% today. These are the usual precautions. unimaginable change.”
"What if Riedenburg is captured?"
"how come."
Freya couldn't help but think of Brando's unequivocal attitude, she shook her head and put the thought out of her mind. "But I have a friend who says Riedenburg will be breached."
"Then he must be a liar." Su calmly replied in front.
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After Charles rang the alarm bell, he came to the roof of the barracks. He glanced outside the moat from the edge of the protective wall. The streets were crowded with people and horses, and it seemed that the private soldiers of the nobles had arrived first.
But this was not something he had to worry about. He turned his gaze back and ran to the other side, roughly measured the distance from this end to the other end of the castle, and then found a feasible route and lit the witch candle in his hand.
He recalled the usage that Brando had taught him, and said silently: "Et'ham——"
The first byte is to activate a part of the mana connected to the dark abyss, and the twin goddess Elaine is in charge of this part of the mana. If the witches were not using spiritism, they would usually use this part of their mana as a medium—then Charles raised the candle in his hand, so that the candlelight could reach about fifteen feet away.
He chose a tree, and his whole body seemed to be pulled forward in an instant into the passage of light. And when he recovered from his trance, he realized that he was already above the canopy.
"It's really amazing, as expected of the witch of Brunosson." Charles looked around, this time he chose another tree on the opposite side.
And after repeating this seven or eight times, the candle in Charles' hand burned down to only a short section, but he was enough to reach the stone hole window on the other side. He raised the candle and placed it on the window hole, and then followed the stream of light and threw himself into the aisle inside. When he recovered next time, he was already in darkness.
He shook his head to get rid of the dizziness brought by the teleportation, and he could already vaguely hear the sound of fighting coming from the front.
It seems a bit late, but it doesn't matter, the lord will reserve some time anyway. Charles comforted himself so much, but he didn't know that Brando wanted to stab him with a sword at this time.
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Back to a few minutes ago——
When Brando pushed open the heavy oak door, he didn't see the Earl shivering in the corner as expected. On the contrary, the light in the room is suitable, and the number of suet candles is sufficient so that the brightness is neither too dazzling nor too dim; and the latter is sitting on the sofa in a leisurely manner, and the black woolen dress on his body is neat even to the tiniest wrinkle. None, he raised his head and looked at Brando, and on the short table in front of him was the elven sword - the Thorn of Zhanguang.
Brando couldn't help but startled slightly when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that the important minister next to His Majesty still had some courage. Of course, this also made him vigilant. The other party was confident, which meant that there must be something to rely on.
"I didn't expect it to be you, young man. I thought it was another assassin sent by those trash in Gobsburg. But of course, you may also be an assassin hired by those guys with a lot of money, but can you tell me the answer?" The middle-aged man Seeing him, Wei Wei was a little surprised, but asked with a normal expression.
Gobsburg? Isn't this guy a royal party? Brando was puzzled for a while, but shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not, but if you cooperate well, my lord, I actually have no interest in killing you."
"Really, you are not interested in killing me? I really want to thank you, but unfortunately——I am very interested in killing you." While talking, the middle-aged man suddenly had a crossbow in his hand; As soon as Lando saw a faint blue light flickering on the edge of the crossbow bolt, he realized that it was poisonous.
However, he had been guarding against this move for a long time. He was very clear about the tricks of the nobles. As soon as the opponent made a move, he swung his sword to block the arrow with a 'ding'. But before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden gust of wind behind him. Brando's experience of life and death in countless battles made him subconsciously return his sword and block behind him——
With a loud noise, Brando almost flew out and hit the cabinet on one side. After a crackling noise, he gritted his teeth and got up from a piece of wood debris.
Hei Tie high-ranking swordsman is still sneak attacking, is there any godly law?
Brando couldn't help being afraid for a while, thinking that fortunately, my previous opponent was a player, otherwise wouldn't he stop immediately after this sneak attack? Of course he remembered those old opponents in the game—players don’t have and don’t need the so-called dignity of a master, they are simply synonymous with shamelessness, some people even become obscene for the sake of being obscene, that’s called a real rogue who knows martial arts, and no one can stop him. Can't live.
Therefore, Brando has long been used to it, and it has become an instinct for him to guard against sneak attacks. In other words, has anyone ever met a player who doesn't like sneak attacks? But even so, the black iron high-ranking swordsman still made him feel tricky. He was a strong man with at least 15 energy levels. Even if he activated the power burst, he might not be able to gain the slightest advantage.
On the other side, the middle-aged man and his companion were also taken aback. They thought that this must-have blow actually failed. Although Brando looked embarrassed, in fact, everyone knew each other that that little damage was nothing to the black iron swordsman.
The middle-aged man frowned, but immediately sarcastically said, "I can't tell that this commoner like a bug has some tricks, but this won't change the ending."
He picked up the elf sword on the low table and stood up, smiling coldly: "You can also see the strength of my guard, you are not his opponent. But also, how can a small character like you deserve to have such a treasure , I might as well give you a suggestion, either cut off your dirty hand that touched this sword yourself, and I will let you live. Of course, I will order your two companions, and I want them to be my slave girls, I promise to treat them a little bit better, at least let them live a life like a dog, haha—”
He said with a wild smile on his face.
After hearing this, Brando couldn't help taking a breath, his face sank, although he knew that the other party was deliberately irritating him. But he still couldn't help the anger rising in his heart. When he came to this world, the first people he came into contact with were Roman and Freya, as well as everyone in the militia squad. For him, these people had a precious sense of reality compared to this world. .
Just like the grandfather he saw in his dream, he became his greatest spiritual support in this world. For this reason, how could he tolerate this guy swearing here.
His fingers holding the long sword turned slightly white.
The middle-aged man was secretly observing Brando's face, but he made a gesture with his companion behind his back. The two people in the room were a little surprised. Generally speaking, experienced swordsmen seldom lose their minds because of foreign objects-but he didn't expect that he would hit the opponent's Nilin just by trying it casually.
"Ulyses, force him!" The middle-aged man ordered with gestures.
The tall swordsman immediately approached Brando's side. He was skilled in swordsmanship, and there were almost no flaws in the attacking route. But Brando only had the middle-aged man in his eyes at the moment. He leaned forward, and his posture was the most aggressive offensive posture in military swordsmanship.
Seeing this, Ulysses couldn't help laughing to himself, a brat is a brat, he dares to be so impetuous in front of an opponent who is stronger than him.
He couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow, he had almost seen Brando showing the gap on the flank.
"Ulyses!" The middle-aged man suddenly shouted, and Ulysses subconsciously thought it was a signal for him to attack. Yes, at this moment, he has seized a gap that Brando cannot defend.
His sword was too late to withdraw—
But the grin on the tall man's face was only half revealed, and the silver-gray ring on Brando's right index finger came into his eyes——
"Oss!"
There was a loud bang, and there was no chance to escape at all. The sharp thorns formed by the streams of air pushed forward, and the face, chest and lower abdomen of the tall swordsman hit by the front showed a strange depression, and then his whole body was rushed to the ceiling by the huge wind pressure—a bang , The ceiling opened a big upward hole. The light dimmed in an instant, and sand and stone chips rushed down, accompanied by some viscous liquid and body fragments...
The middle-aged man on the other side barely reacted from the accident, and a cold sword was placed on his neck from one side.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?" Brando slowly walked out of the smoke and asked coldly.
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