Scene 92 Brando’s Chief Architect

readx(); Act 92 Brando’s chief architect (second update)

The earl's order made the young man sitting on the sofa snort slightly. He had to admit that killing someone with a borrowed knife was a good move.

But the confidant was slightly surprised and quickly lowered his head. No one knows better than him the consequences of this order from the earl. Madala's invasion has brought unprecedented difficulties to the mountain people - at this moment, for those peoples in the mountains and forests, whether it is tax-free Even saving some food for young adults can be said to be a life-saving measure.

Therefore, the other party must not refuse, and cannot refuse.

As for war, isn't war always a common occurrence for those barbarians?

He immediately calculated in his mind that this time, not counting the armies of Madara and Sir Pallas, the army of mountain people alone might exceed 10,000 people.

This number made him a little shaken. This time, the earl, who had always been low-key, was determined to show his strength to Grand Duke Anlek and Princess Griffin.

But how many years has it been since this happened? Ten years, or twenty years? Since the last time the kingdom began to be in turmoil, it seems like a generation has grown up in the blink of an eye.

But this does not mean that the old man has lost his former courage.

This confidant who had been following Count Jean Denel for many years secretly glanced at his lord and the young man sitting on the sofa. The older count had gray hair on his temples, but his eyes were already gloomy and sharp.

The three people present all understood that when these two letters were sent, the pace of war would be unstoppable. But the situation is so strange. When everyone focused their attention on the imminent war in the north, they did not expect that the beginning of this civil war would kick off on the southernmost border of this ancient country that no one noticed.

In this remote place, Tony Geer seems to have been forgotten by everyone.

…

The pace of war is approaching quietly——

But at this moment, Brando didn't know much about this army coming from the Gendenel area and about to press the border.

He may understand that the direction of history has changed. Once the news of Sir Mintai's defeat comes out, it means that he has included himself in the huge roulette wheel of the next civil war that will determine Eruin's fate.

As for the result, it depends on Zhu Fang's next performance.

However, what Brando is thinking about most at this moment is not this issue. He was currently sitting in a carriage traveling from Schavlund to Fir City. The carriage was bumpy due to the road in the mountains, but the young man just stared out the window at the blue sky in the mountains, and was stunned for a while. Trance.

He abandoned all matters at the Schafflund Silver Mine and took the carriage to Firsburg Castle overnight, not because he learned the news that Count Jeandenel's army was about to press the border, nor because of the news from the Princess Regent. Reply accurately.

But for another reason.

However, Brando withdrew his gaze from the gradually changing scenery outside the window, and returned his gaze to the car, to a familiar old dwarf on the opposite side - and then stared at him with big eyes.

"Mr. Oldham," the young man finally spoke first: "I want to know what's going on with you?"

"Huh...?" The old dwarf was stunned for a moment, and while showing a confused expression, he stuffed a piece of dessert into his mouth: "What's going on?"

In fact, since I got on the bus,

The old dwarf had unceremoniously eaten half of the snacks that Gnevro had prepared for his lord in the carriage - and now he was about to kill the remaining half.

As soon as Brando saw his eating look, he felt that he had no appetite. Of course, this might have been the old dwarf's strategy.

At least for now, it seems to be effective.

"I remember I didn't invite you to go with me, right?" Brando said angrily: "Didn't you do a good job in the mine? I didn't let you leave there either. Why are you hanging in front of my eyes all day? Dangle away."

He thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and added: "Since the past half month-"

"You mean this?" The old dwarf almost choked. He quickly patted his chest and swallowed the snack: "Well, uh...ah, that's right young man, this is a problem..."

Brando felt the corner of his eye twitching, and felt that if he could, he would kick this guy off the carriage.

But now he was not in the mood, and just replied coldly: "Well, Mr. Oldham, in that case, can I ask you to get out of the car immediately?"

"No, no, no" the old dwarf quickly shook his stubby hand again and again, "Of course not, of course not"

"reason?"

"Well... uh, let me think about it," Odum was obviously a little embarrassed. He couldn't say that I actually wanted to test whether your boy has the potential to become the king of the earth and have all the rune dwarves follow him?

He felt that if he said this, he would be treated as a lunatic.

The old dwarf thought about it again and again, and finally found an excuse: "Little guy, don't you need someone to do things for you?"

Brando felt that he was about to laugh out loud, and he said angrily: "Okay, what can you do, old man?"

"I..." Odum blurted out: "I can prospect, and by the way, I am very good at mining. I... I learned from the gold dwarves. You know, although the rune dwarves are not good at this aspect of work, But the golden dwarves are good at mining..."

"Yes, you don't have to say it," Brando shook his head: "Since you are so good at this, why don't you stay in the mine?"

The old dwarf froze. He stood there for a long time before he stuttered and replied: "Well... I mean, although I am very good at mining, I actually want to change my job..."

As he spoke, he forced a smile to Brando.

The smile was extremely forced.

"Oh?" Brando suddenly felt that talking to this guy was not so uncomfortable. At least the other person knew that his behavior was too weird: "Then what do you want to do?"

asked the young man with a malicious teasing tone.

The old dwarf scratched his head. This question was difficult for him. Besides working in the mines, what else would he do? Oldham thought this question was too tricky and weird. Are you kidding me? As a rune dwarf who grew up in the gold dwarf tribe, what else can he do besides his old job as a miner?

Isn't this intentional to embarrass him?

If an ordinary person asked this, Odum would definitely tell the other person to look good. But now he also understood that this embarrassing situation was brought about by himself.

He hesitated again and again, and finally said with difficulty: "Well... I can build... buildings..."

Oldham didn't lie to Brando, the old dwarf did know that. Architecture and engineering are actually his hobbies - this hobby comes from his belief that rune dwarves should have more or less knowledge of architecture.

But of course his architectural knowledge does not come from the inheritance of the rune dwarves, but he has some understanding of it from here and there; so to put it bluntly, he is still a miner.

So when the old dwarf spoke, he obviously didn't feel confident.

But Brando became interested. Others didn't know what the rune dwarf did, but he knew. When he heard Oldham say that he knew how to build, his eyes suddenly brightened, and even the worries in his heart were temporarily forgotten.

"You said you know how to build?"

Brando's voice rose by three points.

But the young man's raised voice startled the old dwarf, and his already unconfident answer became even less confident: "Yes... to a little bit..."

However, in line with the stubborn nature of the dwarves, Odum suddenly realized that he could not act so weak. He was a dwarf - and not just a dwarf, but a people of silver, the only bloodline of rune dwarves.

He immediately coughed and replied: "Little guy, you see, everyone starts from scratch. Although I only know a little bit, it just means that I don't have enough experience. You also know that I They used to be miners.”

These nondescript words sounded so full of loopholes that even little Roman might not necessarily believe them here, but Brando, who had already become superstitious about the Rune Dwarves' construction talent, listened.

The young man felt that there was a way. He nodded: "I understand. Do you know how to build a city?"

"You want to build a city?"

The old dwarf was startled.

Building a city was not an ordinary construction project. He immediately thought that if he built a city with his own abilities, he might end up like this:

He could imagine that the city he built was crookedly located somewhere and became a famous landscape in later generations. Of course, it was a negative example. All rune dwarves and even other dwarves might come here - as if on a pilgrimage. mood, and then said this to his descendants.

Look, that's the work of the boastful old dwarf Oldham - he even forgot to build the city gate.

The old dwarf immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly shook his head to get rid of this messy thought, because he saw the expectation on Brando's face——

"How?" Brando asked in a very seductive tone: "It's not just a city, but a huge fortress group. As long as it is built, it will allow your name to be passed down forever - "

The young man lowered his voice and said in a distant tone: "Look, that is the work of the dwarf architect Odum. It was he who restored the glory of the rune dwarves - you don't know that your ancestors are the best at it." What?"

The words about the glory of the rune dwarves finally moved Odum, or rather gave him a big reassurance. The scene Brando painted for him had completely made him forget that he was just a typical three-legged cat in this regard, and the old dwarf almost immediately solidified his idea.

He thought, yes, he is a descendant of rune dwarves, no matter how bad he is, he can't be that bad.

So he nodded vigorously.

Brando, who was so confused, felt relieved. He felt that if he wanted to sleep, someone would give him a pillow. It seemed that Lord Martha still favored him. With the help of a descendant of the rune dwarf, it must be possible to build a fortress group. What a problem.

Brando felt that he had made a lot of money, and Odum also felt that he had made a lot of money.

Both of them seemed to see a bright future for a while.

…