Act 3 Letter(3)

Just as Brando spoke about Funya, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open without warning. The young lord paused for a moment, feeling slightly annoyed at who could be so rude. He turned around and saw the most unique of the three faces outside the door - that person's dark skin had rock-like edges, deep-set eyes under white eyebrows, and light gray hair; A bunch of them hung behind his head and fell on a bearskin coat, "Sir, you can't at this time-" The words of the mercenary at the door who was forced to retreat into the house stopped abruptly, and he turned around with a look on his face. Looking at the young lord apologetically, "My lord, they."

Brando waved his hand to him, indicating that it was nothing. Then he raised his head and looked at each other. The tall Druid stood motionless by the door. He recognized the Druid as Andrew, one of the elders of the Deadwood Council; the two people behind him were named Red and Ram. , are all the young generation in the forest.

The mercenary closed the door as he exited, and the room became silent.

Andrew looked at the furnishings in the room with his unique hawk-like eyes. Because the night of fighting had just passed and the room had not had time to be rearranged, the original dark and reddish style favored by Baron Grudin was maintained. , but there seemed to be some kind of pungent smell on the thick carpet that made the Druid elder frown.

When the guards left, Antitina finally stood up angrily, "What are you doing!" Although she was petite, she still looked at the other party without showing any signs of weakness and asked, "How could you just barge in like this!"

Brando sighed after hearing this, thinking that these guys who hang out with wild animals all day long really don't know how to deal with people in the civilized world. However, he stopped Antitina and saw Funya behind the three druids - every time he saw the little girl's long, waterfall-like green hair that seemed to be a new vine that was filled with vitality. , I couldn't help but feel a fresh and amazing feeling - Funya hid behind three druids who were as tall as bear-men, and smiled shyly at him. Brando's expression softened slightly, so he said:

"So, what's going on?"

He could already confirm that these druids came for Funya. The druids in the forest are a special force in the Amber Sword. They abide by the agreement with Niya (①) and live in the black forest outside the boundaries of civilization. In addition to recording the impact of the Magic Moon on animals in wild areas, it will also monitor the growth of the Black Forest (②). However, druids in some areas have good relations with the local residents and occasionally come out of the forest to warn the locals of the invasion of monsters. But it’s just that the druids of the Deadwood Council definitely don’t belong to this category. When they appear here, something must have happened in the forest - it’s just that something has to do with a little girl like Funya who doesn’t know much about the world. Woolen cloth?

"Lord Viscount," Andrey replied stiffly, "we are here to take away Funya."

Brando was not surprised,

"What do you mean?" he asked, looking at Fonia. But the little girl avoided his eyes, lowered her head and nodded - which made him feel a little strange.

"So," Brando looked at the three druids, "Why did you come to me?"

"Sir," the young man who had been standing behind Andrew jumped in at the opportunity, "Although we asked for the opinions of Miss Funya, her father, and the elders of Green Village, Miss Funya still insisted on getting the advice of the adults. You will leave only if you agree.”

"Is that so?" Brando lowered his head and looked at Funia.

"That's right," Funya whispered, "Brother Brando."

The young lord looked at her, then at Andrew and his party. He thought for a moment and felt more and more strange, "So what exactly is going on?" He simply frowned and asked, "You might as well just tell me."

"Miss Funia asked us to form an alliance with you, Lord Viscount," Andrew's light gray eyes fell on him, unchanged, as if he was looking at a certain link in the entire Eruin's outdated aristocratic system. He said, "Because it is said that you got into trouble because you were trying to save her," Andrew said in Cruz's blunt words, "We thought about it, and it's not unacceptable, but there are a few conditions -"

"Wait a minute," Brando frowned. He interrupted the other party with a wave of his hand: "I'm not interested in human trafficking. You'd better explain to me clearly what this is from beginning to end."

There was silence in the room, which caused Antitina and Fuluo to turn around and look at him.

The three druids looked at each other, and then Andrew said: "Okay, Lord Viscount. This matter starts with the reason why the three of us left the forest this time, because there was a prophecy of the saint in the forest. "Brando raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but he continued to listen patiently. The Druid elder continued: "It was mentioned in the revelation that a little girl inherited Lord Niya's will and will be born on this land." He paused, "...and we think that this little girl, That’s Fonya.”

"Apocalypse?" Brando responded softly - in Warnd's world, although God is transformed into a law, he still has the will to influence the world. When this will intervenes in the history of mortals, an oracle will be sent down. This is the prophecy of the saint. But he glanced at Fenya, and first thought whether these druids were lying to him, but druids would never joke about the name of the forest god, unless these guys were fakes - but of course they were not. Fake, the druid's spell cannot be hidden from Brando's eyes.

This news surprised him a little. If Funya was born in response to fate, wouldn't she be the chosen one? Brando then thought of Grudin's actions against Funya, and maybe the undead of Madara got some inspiration from this apocalypse. Furthermore, maybe the Baron also got the news from those skeletons, so that the previous mystery becomes explainable. It seems that the connection between Earl Denel and Madara is not just It's so simple to take advantage of each other... Judging from this oracle, the possibility of a deeper alliance cannot be ruled out. But an oracle involving the undead of Druid and Madara at the same time may be more than just a simple matter of Niya.

Brando couldn't help but think that the forest goddess and the undead were incompatible with each other, and Topi Madara could only be the Dragon of Darkness.

Now, things get complicated.

"How are you sure that the person mentioned in the oracle," Brando became serious, asked, "is Funia?"

"Sir, we have means of confirmation." Reid replied.

"means?"

Andrew nodded, and he immediately bowed his head and said to Funya: "Miss Funya, can you please turn around?" The tall Druid looked respectful to a little girl who was less than half his height. He bent down like a heavy bear, looking quite funny. But Funya nodded obediently. She turned around, inserted her hands from behind her beautifully shaped ears and parted the long hair on the back of her head - so that Brando could see that there was a beautiful ring on the back of her snow-white neck. pattern.

It was a leaf-like pattern, derived from a thumb-sized emerald in the center, forming veins. When Brando saw the pattern, he almost stood up from the chair immediately, "Niya's sacred pattern!" He shouted in a low voice, held the table tightly with his hands and blurted out subconsciously: "Martha is on top, Daughter of the Forest!”

Andrew nodded to Funya, and the little girl let her long hair hang down again. She turned around and smiled shyly. But the tall Druid's face turned serious. He looked at Brando, "Lord," Andrew said, "Do you know this legend?"

"You mean the Saint in the Forest?" Brando finally calmed down. He nodded, "Forgot to introduce myself - in fact, I am not Viscount Gunstine. It was just a way for me to deceive Gru. Din's identity. You can call me Brando. I am a Highland Knight. Mr. Charles, whom you met before, is my wizard retinue." He paused, "In fact, I have never learned anything from my mentor. There are few things, and the legend about the Saint in the Forest was also heard at that time..."

Brando told the clichéd lie half-truthfully, and the three druids did not express any objection after hearing it. Instead, they felt a sense of enlightenment. The wizards are so knowledgeable that they become the best excuse for Brando to hide his identity. Besides, Charles will never help him expose this lie anyway. But their expressions suddenly changed when they heard the young lord continue to say something: "The Saint in the Forest is the opener of Valhalla——"

"You mean Valhalla?" Andrew almost rushed over to twist Brando's collar, but he took a step and remembered that this ordinary-looking young man sitting on the chair was actually a terrifying gold-level warrior. . He was startled for a moment, then stopped and asked: "Sir, do you think Valhalla is related to the Saint in the Forest? That fantasy country that only exists in legends?"

"You don't know?" Brando was stunned. The Saint of the Forest is the one chosen by Niya, the daughter of the forest. The only inheritor of the Valhalla bloodline had considerable connections with this group of druids, and it was hard for him to believe that they knew nothing about it. But he still shook his head: "Valhalla does not only exist in legends, on the contrary, it has always existed in this forest." He raised his head, "But I am curious, you have always lived in this forest. He actually didn’t know anything about it.”

The druids looked at each other. They discussed quietly among themselves for a short while before calming down. "The existence of Valhalla has always been a legend in this area. Rumors say that this dusty country is one of the first few guardian lands left by Lord Martha," Ram said: "Before such a long history, No one can confirm the story. But it is said that there is a 'primordial fire' in Valhalla. If it can be rekindled, the black forest south of Tonigel will become a place guarded by order." He couldn't help but swallow. With a spit, "In this way, the work of many druids in the Deadwood Council to protect this place for generations can finally come to an end, and we can also give an explanation to Lord Niya."

"So," Brando glanced at them, "this is the meaning of 'apocalypse'."

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①: Forest goddess

②: A kind of wilderness. The Black Forest is a vast forest located on the borders of Warnd, outside of civilization. Widely distributed in the area from the south of Eruin to St. Osor, the Knights of Grace and even the border of Ellanta. As early as the dark ages, humans had learned to explore and explore in the black forest. Open up a new place of protection. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!)