Scene 94 The Girl’s Knitting Thread (1)

Brando was in a trance as soon as he got off the carriage, which was far beyond everyone's expectations; but the young man quickly shook his head to get rid of this temporary trouble, because compared to the trouble he was currently facing, this matter was more serious. I can barely go to the back of the queue——

He suddenly felt that his journey along the way had been full of twists and turns and too many difficulties.

This is why he rushed back to Fir Castle overnight, because just yesterday, Charles used a telepathic message to tell him: Qian's condition has deteriorated for a time, and she may not survive today——

This incident immediately clouded Brando's mood, which had just gotten better in recent days. Apart from Charles, he was probably the only one who knew the situation about Qian best, but in order to deal with Shaflund's affairs as soon as possible, he could only force himself Try not to think of the bad side of this matter——

But some things are not based on subjective wishes. Even though Brando made the most complete preparations, Qian still only lasted until this day.

In fact, as early as the second day after taking control of the Safrund Mine, he asked a team of mercenaries to return Akane to his territory together with Medissa, so that Charles could control the god in the girl's body. The speed at which the blood spreads.

Although his subordinate does not seem to be reliable on weekdays, he is after all a mentor-level wizard who has stepped into the golden realm. In these mysterious fields, he is much stronger than him, a golden swordsman and a half-hearted elementalist. .

It's a pity that Brando also understands that no matter how strong Charles is, he can't reverse what has happened.

Akane's body had already died once, and it was the powerful energy of the blood of God that reversed life and death and pulled her soul back from the underworld - but it was not without cost - the blood of God is not a savior or the Red Cross. This ownerless divine power would not be so kind-hearted as to save an ordinary person for no reason.

The purpose of the blood of God is to preserve the existence of Akane's soul so that it can better integrate with this body and avoid rejection. Once this goal is achieved, Akane's soul becomes its enemy. The Blood of God has no consciousness. All its actions are based on the most instinctive reactions. Therefore, Akane will gain control of her body after the Blood of God. was defeated in a short time.

Although Ciel had tried his best to delay this time, external forces could not change the imbalance of offense and defense in Akane's body. No matter how early or late this day came, it still came.

Brando couldn't feel relaxed when he thought of this, and he lost most of his interest in chatting with Odum in the carriage earlier. But he also knew to finish his words. He was not only the lord that the red-haired ponytail girl chose to follow, but also the master of everyone in this land.

At least for now.

He can feel this responsibility at any time,

So he turned back and glanced at the tired old dwarf in the carriage. Oldham was obviously not used to carriages. He was allergic to silk curtains and couldn't stand the bumps along the way.

If Brando hadn't just said something that aroused his interest, the old dwarf might have been unable to hold on long ago.

"From now on, you will be the chief architect in the territory," Brando said. "If you need anything, just tell Antitina -"

Brando looked back, but unfortunately Antitina was not here. She should be accompanying Roman and Akane. She has a good relationship with Akane - to be exact, this noble daughter has a good relationship with everyone.

As for Roman, he came back with Huque three days ago to escort the batch of silver - of course, this was only in name. Brando knew that the little guy was just bored in Schaflund and wanted to rub off. It's just itchy.

"Forget it, I'll introduce her to you later." Brando said: "We don't have the human and financial resources for the time being, but you can take over the repair of the city wall. I will let Kerenthia and Master Belu take care of the relevant matters. Handed over to you, you can ask them if you have any questions——"

He paused for a moment, thinking that the old dwarf was a miner after all and was not familiar with construction and engineering. However, the talent of the rune dwarf made him confident. He said: "There is a private library in Fir City, which should have books on construction and engineering. This castle was built by the previous lords one after another, including many fortifications." Master, nobles like to record their thoughts, if there are any, they should all be in there."

The old dwarf blinked, as if he had just woken up from the dream of building a city. Only then did he recall that this young man was just the leader of a group of rebellious mercenaries - he had already understood this beforehand, but he didn't care at first. He was a rune dwarf, not a bird human - as for the human lords and He doesn't care about the king's bad things.

At worst, Odum packs up and returns to the territory of the golden dwarves. After all, he is a dwarf and a 'respectable' old man. Of course, this is his self-styled title - but dwarves are not used to staying in the human world. It's really not a strange thing.

What's more, if the old dwarf himself was driven back by the ruler of Eruin, he might still be a respected hero in the eyes of his compatriots.

Since the Second Holy War, the relationship between the golden dwarves and humans has not been very good.

But now Brando's words have brought the short and fat Oldham back to reality, making him realize that he, the so-called chief architect, actually has people at hand, no one wants money, and what's more terrible is that he himself does He doesn't seem to have much ability.

He suddenly remembered that he had promised something so fatal, building a city? In Martha's case, even if he builds a pigsty, he may not be able to do it well.

If the young man asked him if he had the confidence to build a fortress that would go down in history, how would he answer?

"Ah! Yes, my dear lord, Odum can indeed build a fortress that will go down in history - and he swore that no one can break through the gate of this fortress - because it has no gate at all!"

Odum could imagine that if he answered like this, the young man in front of him might really stab him to death with a sword. He woke up immediately and broke into a cold sweat. The fir trees even soaked into his leather armor, making him shiver.

However, Brando did not notice Odum's abnormality and thought that the old dwarf was just too tired. In fact, he himself was very tired. He rushed back all night and chatted with Oldham in the carriage all night, and he still hasn't slept yet.

He doesn't rest for more than four hours a day in Schaflund. As a lord, there always seems to be endless things to do. Brando thought that when he was in that world, he would never think of himself as an otaku one day. Will take the initiative to be so diligent.

But it is what it is, and it happens.

This made the young man smile bitterly. He felt as if he had gone full circle and returned to the starting point. He thought that if he had been so diligent in the past world, he might have achieved extraordinary things, but unfortunately there didn't seem to be so many ifs in this world.

Now he couldn't help but feel worried when he thought about Akane. This worry mixed with exhaustion almost made his face turn pale. Fuluo who was next to him couldn't help but frowned when he saw him like this.

Odum was also stunned for a moment. He saw this swaying young man holding the carriage door and still talking to him about business. There was no lack of trust in him in his words. No matter how thick-skinned this old dwarf was, he couldn't help but turn his head. Slightly hot.

He was a little afraid to face the other party's gaze and lowered his head, hesitating whether to reveal the truth or not. Of course, in the end he decided not to reveal it. After all, this kind of thing hurts others and himself. He was really afraid that Brando would vomit a mouthful of blood and fall on his back beside the carriage if he couldn't bear it.

Of course, what he was more afraid of was that the young man's subordinates outside would rush up and cut him into pieces. No matter how brave, noble and precious the rune dwarf was, he could be stabbed to death with one sword without the need for two swords.

He thought for a while and decided to just muddle along. Maybe the rune dwarves really have a talent for construction? Oldham could only bite the bullet and vaguely agreed to Brando's words.

However, the young man recalled his experience in the game and said that the key to building a giant city in this era was the drainage system and garbage disposal. The old dwarf finally grasped the key.

His little eyes lit up slightly.

The golden dwarves are a race famous for building underground mines and tunnel cities. They are the best miners and tunnel workers. Although they live in underground tunnels, they do not produce much sewage - the golden dwarves almost never take a bath in their lives. They eat food from the soil, and the limited sewage is probably produced from drinking water - but Odum knows that those underground criss-crossing tunnels make the golden dwarves unique in dealing with domestic waste.

In fact, cities with more than 100,000 people produce a large amount of garbage and sewage every day. If these sewage and garbage cannot be processed in time, diseases will breed and the plague will spread immediately. This is why large cities will not appear in areas where civilization cannot spread. a crucial reason.

But now Odum felt that he had found the direction. Drainage and garbage disposal sometimes have something in common. He felt that if he could learn from the golden dwarf's method, it might be miraculous.

As for the fortress and city walls - and of course the city gates, he actually knows some of the construction techniques of the mountain dwarves. When the old dwarf discovered that he was blindly squeezing his own potential, some things seemed not so complicated.

He thought this through and finally nodded to the young lord.

Brando saw Odum nodding and finally felt relieved. He turned back and glanced at Kerenthia and Fern in the distance. The two grand leaders had no expression on their faces. They knew that the young noble might not be in a good mood at the moment, so no one wanted to get into trouble.

Brando withdrew his gaze and said to Fuluo beside him:

"Okay, take me there."

"Don't you need to take a rest?" The tone of the wild elf girl was not necessarily so concerned, but the content betrayed her thoughts: "Lord?"

"No need."

Brando took a breath. Fuluo may not know it yet, but he understands that Qian's life will be in danger at any time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dropped everything and rushed back overnight - because he had promised the other party underground in Schaflund, telling the red-haired girl that there would be absolutely no problem.

Therefore, he must at least come back to fulfill this promise at this moment.

He is Brando, the man who wants to change the fate of this ancient kingdom. So in that case, he thought that at least the first thing he had to change was the fate of everyone around him.

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(PS: OTL, I just found out that Kuroko is out...I haven't uploaded the chapter in person for a long time and I forgot to upload it and have to publish it. I, I'm sorry for you Gesu, please forgive me as a sinner...) (To be continued, if If you want to know what happened, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)