Scene 41 Spy

"Brando, what Roman said may be true." Freya reminded from the side.

Of course Brando knew that what Roman said might be true, he had already seen her keen perception. But he said in his heart that I was just joking to relax the atmosphere. If you are always so serious, the future Valkyrie, you will grow old very quickly.

He couldn't help but look back at Roman, and the merchant lady also looked back at him. To be honest, her curious eyes are sometimes a bit embarrassing - especially for people with ghosts in their hearts.

But Brando likes this girl from the bottom of his heart, and it is naturally different in his eyes, but he finds it surprisingly cute.

He thought for a moment, then turned around and replied, "Let's stop here for a while."

"Stop for a while?" Freya asked: "But Madara's army is right behind us, and they will arrive one step behind us in at most two or three hours. We are running out of time, Brando."

But Brando took out the signet ring from his pocket and shook it in front of them, and replied: "It's midnight now, and the city will be under martial law. This alone doesn't mean much. If we are treated as Madara's spies , then it's all over, you know?"

"Then, what should I do?" Freya originally thought that her efforts should at least be of some use.

Brando glanced at her. In fact, he knew very well in his heart that he was talking nonsense, what if Riedenburg didn't discover Madara's invasion? Not necessarily! How could the nobles ignore their own safety, they just prefer to stay in the city and wait for help.

He remembered that in the year of the Cave Beast in history (342), the Blood Staff swept across the eastern part of Karasu, and there was no grass in the place where the undead army passed. The Lord of the Silver Horse City ordered the city gates to be closed tightly, and ignored the requests for help from the eastern reclamation area, which caused a large number of poor farmers to migrate westward. As a result, the area is still barren and uninhabited.

But even so, these lords were not blamed in any way afterwards, or the royal family was already powerless to dictate to the lords long before Oberg VII came to the throne. This happened in the northern province of Karasu in the Golan-Elsen region. Roman and Freya didn't understand it, but Brando knew it very well.

It's hard for him to say, his plan is actually to help Roman rescue her aunt—of course, if he has the opportunity, he will try to rescue some people as much as possible; but as for reporting to the garrison army in Riddenburg, he has no hope at all. Brando never regarded himself as a savior.

It is better to expect a sow to climb a tree than to expect those nobles to understand human speech. In the old Eruin era, players in the game clashed with those arrogant nobles more than once, and even in the December coup, some players directly participated.

Brando's impression of these guys has never been better.

But when he thought about it, Freya might not have the same opinion as him. He couldn't help but glanced at the other party again, this country girl holding a sword and staring blankly at the brightly lit Rydenburg below, she still trusted this country in her heart, and there was nothing wrong with that, but he was worried that she would act impulsively at critical moments .

But he told the truth, and Freya might not believe him, it would only cause differences between the two. Brando didn't want to argue. He thought for a while, and suddenly had a clue. Of course, the necessary preparations still need to be done.

He pretended to think about it, and replied: "I thought about it, and it seems that we have no choice. After all, we are the people of Aruin, and we cannot completely avoid risks."

"However," he paused, "we still have to be fully prepared."

Roman and Freya could only agree with Brando's righteous words, and even the attitude of the heroic girl with ponytail would inevitably soften a bit. Looking at Brando softly, she suddenly felt that this Guys aren't that brazen either.

But only the genius knew that Brando secretly breathed a sigh of relief after he finished speaking. He was surprised to find that he seemed to have found a balance between Brando and himself in the past.

He has never been a person who sticks to the rules, but recently it seems that there is a big hand behind his back pushing him forward mechanically, which makes him a little out of breath.

But with the gradual growth of his strength, and the baptism of the soul in the dream of the golden magic tree, the feeling of the past finally returned to him. Let him feel that he can deal with the problem and become handy at once.

Even the way of thinking has added some quickness that only belongs to Brando.

It's a good feeling.

He took out the ebony gargoyle statue, which now had a small crack left.

He turned around and said: "You also have to be prepared, Freya, turn the ring around, the flame agate in the middle is too conspicuous. Little Roman, you have to put the dagger close to your body, those lazy guards don't care. would search too carefully."

"Should my ring be turned, too?"

"No, no one will appreciate your broken ring."

"Brando, those people are guards in the city! How do you think you don't... trust them very much?" Freya couldn't help asking.

"It's not that I don't trust it very much, but I never trusted it. You will know when the time comes, anyway, do as I said now."

Freya had never been in the city before, but she felt more or less making a fuss out of a molehill. But at this moment, after all, Brando is an authority, she can only choose to believe.

While Brando said, he took out the bits and pieces on his body. The main reason was that some small objects found on the remains of the nobleman had not yet been identified. He found that the pipe was an ordinary sundry, so he threw it away. And he didn't even know that piece of dark gray stone flake - this is actually not surprising, there are thousands of kinds of production materials, and it is normal for Brando not to know one of the minerals.

The last glass bead was interesting, and Brando found that it turned out to be a container after a soul crystal was consumed. In layman's terms, it is a storage item. The spell inside should be ten-foot silence - a very appropriate spell to bypass some monster's lair when adventuring in the wild.

However, Brando was embarrassed that, as a warrior, he did not have the ability to activate magic storage items. After hesitating for a while, he put away these things and the cards close to his body, so as not to be touched by those greedy city gate guards.

He looked up at the sky, it was still early.

The three of them came down from Mount Fendek, and there were dots of buildings along the way. It is mainly the farms immersed in the night in the wilderness and the solitary houses of the farmhands. The farmland is distributed on both sides of the Song River, one by one, and there are a few inns in the wild - this kind of inn is only for adventurers passing by and those engaged in Only those who do business improperly will patronize.

Of course, in fact, except for the players, most adventurers themselves are not very clean. What's more, players, most NPCs also confuse them with tomb robbers.

They walked in the field for about an hour, and the towering city walls of Riedenburg seemed to suddenly appear in the night ahead. There is a brazier on the suspension bridge under the tower, and the fire shines tens of meters away. Brando slowed down Freya and Roman, and then slowly walked out of the darkness on the edge of the fire.

The guards on the tower were chatting with each other, and there was a faint grunt. Brando was surprisingly sensitive to these voices, and he frowned, guessing that there were about seven to eight people on the tower.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the conversation stopped.

"Who are you?" The vigilance lasted for a short while, and then a soldier with a pointed helmet emerged from the tower and rushed down to ask. Roman raised his head, squinted his eyes, and saw clearly that there was a black pine mark on the pointed helmet.

Brando said that the black pine mark indicates that it is a local force. The soldier of the White Mane Legion should be a logo of a bunch of wolf feathers. Sure enough, Brando knows everything, she thought.

"One man, two women. We came from the forest, sir, and we saw something strange. My wife and I were frightened and wanted to go to the city to avoid it!" Brando raised his hand and rushed up shouted.

Freya was ashamed and annoyed when she heard it from behind, what a man and two women, that's so vulgar! When she heard Brando say they were his wives, she finally couldn't help stabbing Brando's back with the scabbard quietly. This nasty guy must have done it on purpose.

she thinks.

Roman doesn't care. She probably thinks it's good to be Brando's wife. Brando will protect her anyway, won't he?

Brando has a hard time, and he can only let the guards relax their vigilance by saying so. As for the later remarks, he, Freya, and Roman are all different, so they can't be called brothers and sisters, and others are not fools.

"Are you armed?" asked the tower again.

Upon hearing this, Freya shook her sword nervously. But Brando was unhurried, and raised his voice and replied: "How dare you walk in the forest without a weapon at the moment, and besides, I am a former militiaman, sir."

The tower fell silent, only a long snoring sound remained.

After a while, a basket was lowered from above, and then the guard shouted: "Take off your weapons and put them in the basket. Then we will pick you up one by one."

Brando nodded to Freya and asked them to do as they said. Although his Zhanguang Thorn is more exquisite, as long as the spell is not activated, no one can tell that it is a magic sword. After all, there are still some elven swords in the human world. After the weapons were handed in, the upper level sent down baskets to let them go up one by one. Brando was afraid that Roman and Freya would suffer, so he took the initiative to go up first. The second Freya let Roman go first, and she was pulled up last.

But as soon as she sat in the basket and was dragged up to the tower, she saw that Brando and Roman were in the state of adding swords, and the two guards were pulling out the long swords at their waists and walking towards her.

"What's this?" Freya asked in surprise. She subconsciously cast her eyes on Brando, but she didn't expect that the other party turned her gaze to the side and did not respond to her questions.

The ponytail girl panicked at once. She had always regarded Brando as the backbone of the team, but now it seemed that the only decision was in her hands. What is she going to do? Do you want to let these people hold you hostage? Are these people doing this routinely?

Brando, answer me quickly, what are you thinking, damn it!

"Arrest them all, these people are Madara's scouts!" But at this moment, Freya suddenly heard someone ordering from a corner. She was startled suddenly, turned around and blurted out: "Do you know that Madara's army has invaded?"

Brando's face was horrible, although Freya had grown up. But after all, she is still a little girl who has never seen the world, and she loses her position after a few words. She may think that there is nothing wrong with this sentence, but she doesn't know that the most fearful thing for the garrison at Riedenburg at this moment is to encounter Butch. people.

These people want to suppress the news to the city, and wait until the settlement in the future so that they can shirk their responsibilities. Brando knew very well that they thought that relying on the high walls of Riedenburg, of course they could sit back and relax, but they didn't know that the war was developing in an unpredictable direction.

"Wait a minute, we are not scouts!" Freya couldn't help distinguishing: "We are Butch's militia, and we have a token of Butch's guard!"

But that voice ignored her at all, and shouted directly: "Hurry up and take her, what are you still hesitating about?" He is the captain of this team.

However, this wretched middle-aged man was sizing up Freya with lecherous eyes, thinking that he unexpectedly found a good one this time. Of course he believed that Freya was telling the truth, and the militiaman's armband was still on her.

But Butch didn't expect such an outstanding woman to exist in a backcountry like Butch's.

He stroked his chin.

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