Act 11 Territory(5)

The dungeon was so quiet for a while that you could hear a pin drop. Except for Fuluo, who was holding a book and looking at the old man with a suspicious look on his face, several other people were speechless for a moment.

"It's really the Lion Heart Sword..." Boru suddenly muttered to himself, and he couldn't help but take another step back. "...How is it possible, how is it possible! The late King Ek once said that one day if his descendants forget their glory, the Lion Heart Sword will also be lost. The purpose of our royal party gathering together to work hard is also to recover the lost Honor, but why is the Lion Heart Sword connected to your fate, sir..."

"Master Belu," Brando took back the Philosopher's Stone. Looking at the confused old man, it was difficult to connect him with the chief craftsman of the royal family. However, the information confirmed on the forum is definitely not wrong, not to mention that although the other party is a bit nagging, he has already shown an ability that makes him look at him. Brando was a little surprised that Eruin's chief craftsman actually knew runes. "You know something about Lionheart, right?"

Belu paused and calmed down because of this question. He looked at the young lord and knew that he could not hide it from him, but he was a little embarrassed: "Lord, this is a secret. My family has sworn an oath——"

Brando waved his hand impatiently. "I can probably guess what you mean. I know that the Tusius family has always served the royal family - but Ek, the founding king of Eruin, once swore an oath under this sword. He said that anyone who breaks this oath will be punished by the sword. Abandoned. But Eruin will return with glory when the sword returns, no matter whose hand it is in, no matter when it appears - the Lion Heart Sword is always closely linked to the fate of this kingdom because of the oath of the former King Ek. Get up. But it is precisely because the sword inherited the will of the late King Ek that it is possible to choose the person who will bring this honor——"

He stopped and looked at the old man in front of him with his light brown eyes. The meaning in his eyes is clear - you are a member of the royal party, but the efforts of the royal party are not just to put the royal power over the princes. If you want to regain the lost glory, you must re-walk on the path traveled by the late King Ek. The flames of the sages burned through this dusty land to bring new life to this ancient kingdom. Although Brando did not speak, he had already given Belu a choice.

Brando didn't say a word, because from this moment on, he was already standing on the same path as the stubborn and brave princess. Although she failed in the last history, this time he will personally clear the thorns on the way forward for her, and Eruin will be truly reborn from the flames.

It was as if history separated into two straight lines in front of him at this moment, one leading to palaces and cities burning in flames. The kingdom was overturned, the earth was suffering, and the creatures were suffering in the fire, and there would be no light for eternity. But where the other one leads, he doesn't know - there may be difficulties on that road, and the thorns are soaked with blood, but no matter what, at least there is a glimmer of hope in the deepest darkness.

The old man lowered his head and hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to compromise. He sighed, "You are right.

Lord lord. No matter whose hand the sword is in, at least the ancient legend is correct. It’s just that I didn’t expect that Eruin’s path to glory would be to return to this ancient kingdom with flames burning the earth. Maybe we are too depraved. ," He raised his head and looked into Brando's eyes with his eyes that became cloudy again, "Sir, you know that in Eruin, there are some families with a long history, but not every big family's history can be traced back. By the time when the late King Ek lived—the Sifah dynasty and the Korcova dynasty—both had created and destroyed the inheritance of a number of nobles—"

He paused for a moment, "But there are some small families that are unknown to the world, but they have been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times." The tone of the master craftsman became a little proud: "This is the case with the Tusius family, although our family It is unknown, but our ancestors were servants of the late King Ek and were also blacksmiths in the army. From generation to generation, our family has served the royal family. We indeed invented the craftsmanship of the White Lion Armor. Later, my family turned to support The royal family of Corcoba, to this day.”

Brando nodded. In fact, he knew all this history, but at least he knew that the other party was not lying to him.

"But in fact, my ancestor was not only the attendant of the late King Ek, but also one of the five attendants who brought the Lion Heart Sword out of Cruz of the Eagle Empire with him," Beru's voice deepened, " However, many people don’t actually know the true identity of the Lion Heart Sword. According to most legends, the Lion Heart Sword is one of Cruz’s four sacred objects. But I’m afraid most Cruz people don’t know the original identity of those four sacred objects. It’s just one piece.”

Brando's eyes flashed slightly, as if he thought of something.

"So?" he asked.

"When those four holy objects were combined, their name was Odysseus, which is the scepter of fire - the world usually calls it the blade of fire, the sword of Geert, the king of fire," the old man said word by word. He said: "A real artifact."

Brando suddenly swayed, and for the first time he stuttered and asked: "Master, is it possible that the resonance reaction between the Sage Slate and the Lion Heart Sword will produce an artifact reaction?"

"Of course it's impossible." Boru shook his head, "Although the Lion Heart Sword is a holy sword, it is just a fantasy treasure. The difference between a divine weapon and a fantasy treasure is not just a simple difference in a few words. . Although I have never really dealt with artifacts, judging from the records in ancient documents, the comparison between the two cannot be justified."

"So is there a possibility that the Lion Heart Sword was sanctified into a divine sword because of the oath of the late King Ekko, after accumulating so many years and bearing so many causes and effects?" Brando asked again.

Beru still shook his head: "Lord, I suggest you put away these unrealistic imaginations. I still say the same thing, when you truly see the gap between artifacts and fantasy treasures, you will understand how naive your ideas are. Ridiculous." When talking about the knowledge about these treasures, the master craftsman was full of unquestionable confidence. However, he immediately realized this. Thinking of the time when he offended Grudin and was imprisoned, he hurriedly lowered his head to express apologetic submission, but his heart was full of regret.

But unfortunately, his actions were destined to be in vain.

Because Brando didn't have any intention to pay attention to these side details at the moment. He just felt that his eyes were going dark. He finally understood why he had an artifact-level resonance with the Lion Heart Sword that day. Because it was not just a resonance with the Lion Heart Sword. Contact the old man who had said that prophecy before, and he could completely guess what kind of good thing he had done.

Scepter of Fire.

What resonated with him turned out to be the scepter of fire! That is, the sword once used by the Lord of Fire Geert - the Flame Blade Odysseus. With Martha on top, Brando couldn't help but groan in his heart, what a big joke this was. But he clearly never heard any news about Odysseus' reappearance in The Amber Sword, and even the Lion Heart Sword eventually disappeared without a trace - so if according to Beru's statement, the history must be there. Changes have occurred.

So where is it?

Brando couldn't help but rub his temples. "Okay," he shook his head and said, "This topic ends here, Master Belu, I don't want these words to spread," he paused, "I guess you don't want everyone to know about the Lion Heart Sword. You’ve chosen me, I’m right—”

The master craftsman glanced at him doubtfully, thinking that the Lion Heart Sword was Eruin's orthodoxy. Because of Ek's oath, he could rely on it to become king. In fact, when the Korcova dynasty was first established, it also borrowed the name of the Lion's Heart Sword - but most people did not know that the Lion's Heart Sword had been lost. If this matter were made public, it would inevitably shake the influence of the royal family. But why this young man would take the initiative to suppress this made him confused.

"Could it be that he really supports Her Royal Highness the Princess?" When Beru was imprisoned, the current Princess Griffin was not yet twelve years old. Of course, he could not have imagined Brando's origins, but in any case, he was concerned about Brando's words. Still holding a dubious attitude.

The old man finally nodded. No matter what, he never wanted the reputation of the royal family to be damaged. He dedicated half his life to the Corcova royal family, and spent the most passionate struggles during his time as a member of the royal party. Even if he failed in the end, he had no regrets at all. Therefore, no matter how correct Brando is, he will not fall to this side. He just subconsciously hopes that Brando will not break his promise - just as he said, he will help the princess.

If the shadow of the Alliance for the Return of All Things and the Restoration of the Sifah Dynasty stands behind the eldest son, then Her Royal Highness becomes the only legitimate trace of the Korcova Dynasty.

So the old man had no choice.

He lowered his head, took a breath, and replied: "Sir, I am naturally willing to donate the craftsmanship of the White Lion Armor. However, if the Lord wants to train light armored swordsmen, I am afraid that just having equipment is not enough. Although the white lion armor is indeed the core of this unit, but..."

Brando's face was hidden in the shadow under the light of the torch. He smiled slightly, and a faint arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "White Lion Swordsman, Eruin's first-level establishment. In the War with the Cruz Empire, He became famous in the battle of Noha, and is famous for his excellent speed and protective capabilities. The core lies in the outstanding ability of the White Lion Armor - However, this armor draws on the design ideas of Fenghou's half-body armor, right? Another On the other hand, although the White Lion tactics are complex, they are not irreplaceable——"

The older master craftsman looked at him, his mouth opening wider and wider: "You...you know the White Lion Tactics?"

Brando glanced at him and said, "What is there to know about mediocre combat skills? When the late king Ek broke away from Cruz, there was originally the shadow of St. Osol of the Wind Elf Empire behind him. Otherwise, you would think With Eruin's overwhelming power alone, can he draw a tie with Cruz? And if Ekko hadn't vowed not to break away from the power of the Temple of Fire that time, it might have turned into a war between the two temples. In this way, the first holy war recorded in history may be hundreds of years ahead of schedule." He smiled, "It's just that the work of the Wind Queen Temple was too unauthentic. Whether it was the white lion armor or the white lion tactics, they were different from its original The comparison is too far. A third-level unit has been transformed into a first-level unit..."

Belu's expression changed. He had heard these secrets, but it sounded different from this strange young man's mouth. "Sir... you... you mean?"

"The original version of the White Lion Swordsman was the White Winged Knight of the Wind Elf, one of the Royal Guards of the Wind Elf. It just shrunk too much." He smiled again: "But although the White Lion Tactics is the most powerful one in the Eruin Palace, One of the secrets, but it is not worth mentioning here. If Master, you can forge a batch of white lion armor in the shortest time, I will give you a surprise."

When Brando said this, he smiled secretly in his heart. Although White Lion is relatively low-level, it is impossible for him to find someone within a hundred miles who can teach him this skill. Not to mention the entire Tonigel, even in the entire southern part of the kingdom, there is probably no one who knows this skill. After all, it is the secret of the Eruin royal family. Of course, it cannot be like cabbage all over the streets. Just like the master craftsman Belu, if it weren't for chance, he wouldn't be here.

"Surprise?" The old man naturally couldn't tell that Brando was being mysterious, so he just asked in confusion.

"nature."

Bolu's brows sank, "Okay," he replied, "But Lord, the White Lion Armor is actually a kind of enchanted armor——"

"Are you talking about special materials?"

The old man nodded.

"So, what's missing?" Brando asked.

"As far as I know," Boru replied, "There is no high-purity crystal mine in Tonigel, right...?"

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