Chapter 43

Isn't Act 43 a highland knight?

After the head of the gargoyle guard sent them here, he threatened a few words and left, infuriated by Freya. Brando didn't panic. He sat alone in the dark, and looked at the narrow space where he was looking through the light of the torch in the distance. This should be the second floor of the dungeon under the barracks. This floor There are thirty-two prison cells and four jailers, all of which are light infantry of the 104th Swordsman Regiment of the White Maned Regiment.

In the past, when anyone did not have a pk red name, he was not the first time to visit the dungeon in Ridenburg, but before they were all locked in the third floor, in the eyes of npc, the players are simply a lawless group only. It was funny to think of Brando.

He took the ebony gargoyle statue from his arms and stroked it, and the crack on it was almost impossible to detect. Then he turned around and rushed across the dark side and asked, "Freya, Roman, how are you doing?"

"Brando, when will we be locked up?" There was a little uneasy voice from Miss Merchant across.

Brando thought to himself, you have time to be afraid. The two girls were locked together in another cell opposite, and although a little darker, they were at least safe. He was trying to answer something to comfort him, but he heard a bang in the darkness across.

"I'm so mad! Those abominable bastards, how can we all work so hard for these people!" Freya hit her with a punch on the wooden fence, her teeth getting itchy.

"What's wrong inside? Want to eat a whip?" The jailer's fierce voice came from outside immediately.

Although Freya was so angry that she wanted to rush out and gang up these gangsters one by one, but now she understood her situation. She took a breath and calmed down.

"Brando, what shall we do?" She whispered.

Another voice came in immediately: "This is the black jail, my aunt said that some people have been kept in the black jail all their lives, but the sun is gone. Brando, will we do the same?"

"Shut your crow's mouth, Roman." Freya answered indignantly for Brando.

He smiled: "Do you still count on those people?"

"I expect them all to die!" Freya gritted her teeth.

"But without their help, Ridenburg is dangerous." Brando whispered as he walked to the door.

Freya was silent.

"At least I did my best," she replied, "my strength is not endless. I can only do so much for everyone in Butch."

Brando felt relieved for a while, and it seemed that it was worth the trouble in the middle of the night. In fact, he noticed that Freya had matured quickly after a dream in the Golden Tree.

It is in this way that his "Valkyrie development plan" can be implemented, and he must let Freya be his deputy. An s-level general in a game, this sale will not lose.

"Just think so," he replied.

"Brando, what can you do?"

"Well, take a step back." Since Brando dared to come in, there must be a way out. The reason why this is so fearless is because I know that the next night can be called 'night long dreams'. The ridiculous thing is that the aristocrats of Rittenberg did not know it yet.

Freya brought these people a last chance, but they were held here for an unwarranted charge.

The so-called self-destruction is nothing more than that?

"Wait, Brando, what do you want to do? Don't mess around, here is the dungeon!" Although Freya verbally wanted the nobles to die, after all, she still thought that she was a son of Eruin, Isn't it so reckless to rush out?

"I have a sense."

"What's your point! Ah, Roman, please persuade him!" Freya couldn't help lowering her voice. On the one hand, she hoped that the outside guards would come in to stop Brando's crazy behavior, and on the other hand, she was worried about the outside discovery. With the movement inside, I was suddenly caught in deep tangles and contradictions.

"Brando, I'm going out too," Miss Merchant replied.

"Shut up for me, I didn't ask you to persuade me!" Freya was crying, did these two people figure out what the situation is now? Prison break will be hanged! She couldn't help feeling a little helpless when she thought that her two best companions might become the most wanted criminals.

Brando took the 'Highland Slave' card on the other side and threw it to the ground. The little water element produced by the Holy Tree Secret this week was immediately paid from the ground card. After a cloud of smoke, a young man wearing a robe and carrying a large bundle of scrolls patted his sleeves out of the smoke.

Brando was clear before there was no element pool. The elements generated by the land card will be paid and lost during the week, which means it cannot be saved, but it can still be used within this week.

"My name is Shire, Lord Lord, and I will be happy to help you." The young man looked at him and bowed deeply to him.

"Are you a Highland Mage?" Brando asked.

"Apprentice," the young man added solemnly.

Brando found that he could look at each other's attributes, and he opened it. Highland Mage apprentice at 16 life, 8 mana, and 2 spells. The basic structure (2 mana) and magic arrow (1 mana). The knowledge system is basic magic, structural magic knowledge, basic knowledge, local and geographic knowledge, and level 1 heraldry.

"The law of magic you learn?"

"Exactly."

The law wizard is a generalized wizard who is dedicated to studying the power of law. Their magic is a spell that manipulates the line that connects the physical and legal worlds with gemstone energy to make its power manifest.

There are nine factions of wizards in the Amber Sword, law magic, elemental magic, string magic, witchcraft, rune magic, holy words, astrology, psychic and magic magic. In fact, each of the nine factions represents A very different spell system, but ordinary people often do not know the difference between them, so they are collectively referred to as wizards.

But this statement is not unreasonable, because after all magic has one thing in common-that is mystery.

"Brando, who's talking to you?" Freya stopped suddenly and asked.

"Well, my attendant," Brando responded.

"Servant?" The girl stunned.

Brando took the ten-foot silence crystal of soul from his arms and threw it to the young man: "Activate it."

Although the warrior could not use the stored items, the mage apprentice was able to do it. Shire took the crystal beads and injected 1 mana, and the surface of the soul crystal lightened slightly—the surrounding area became silent.

It was as if an invisible monster suddenly appeared in the darkness, swallowing up the sound. Freya over there was also taken aback, and she found that she couldn't make a sound suddenly. Of course she didn't know that this was Brando's masterpiece, and her heart pounded for a moment—after all, any ordinary person responded to this mysterious spell in most cases.

Charles nodded to his lord.

Brando turned around and took the chance to hit a wooden fence with a thick arm in the dungeon. After World War I, Brando had unprecedented wealth on hand, with 965 points of total experience enough to raise his mercenary to level 8 and then the militia level to level 6. After raising the total level to 15, his strength has reached 5.4 energy levels. And after the explosion of power, it exceeded 10 energy levels-

He punched it on the wooden fence, and the solid post should be broken from the middle card, then flew out and crashed on the railing on Freya's side. However, within the range of the mute technique, only the wood was cracked silently and the sawdust was flying. Two pieces of wood flew over and hit the other side. They bounced silently, fell down and bounced twice.

Brando stepped out of a gap that was so wide, and then Shire. He grabbed the iron chain on the opposite railing, and tugged it like a piece of hemp rope, deformed it, and then broken it. He opened the door again, and the duration of the silence was just over.

"Why, want to stay a little longer?" Brando stood at the door of the cell and looked at the two girls with surprise on their faces, asking with a smile.

"You, you, you just come out like this?" Freya couldn't believe what she had seen before, it was too lawless! Looking at Brando's ingenious technique, it seems that this is not the first time he has done such a thing!

Brando smiled. It was a joke that those noble masters really treated him as an unknown militia. He used to escape from the game in less than one hundred and eighty times, not to mention a small place like Ridenburg, even the Ironthorn Fortress in the capital of Ampelsel. He also had a successful experience.

Players have always regarded the rules of npc as nothing. At that time, there were still strong men who escaped from the capital prison of Groz, which made a sensation on the forum.

He thought he would stay here until early in the morning, wouldn't he be so sorry for his identity as a player?

"Who is he?" Freya noticed that there was an extra person beside Brando.

"Dear Madam, I am the obedience of Lord Lord." Charles lowered her head and saluted the two girls.

"Yong Cong?"

"Master Lord?" Roman and Freya almost did not control their voices, what and what was this. Is the dungeon some kind of mysterious space, why did Brando inexplicably become the lord after entering for a while, and had an additional attendant.

Freya couldn't help but pat her face in case she was dreaming. She couldn't help thinking about the young man who lived in the old house and hadn't seen anyone for a few months. If she was the lord, wouldn't she Valkyrie?

Besides, "You, how did you come here?" She couldn't help asking.

"As you can see, I'm a mage." Charles replied with a lot of time. This is what Brando admired, and his ability to haul is almost on par with himself.

"Mage apprentice." Freya took a breath.

"You, you, you are a Highland knight, Brando turned out to be a Daniel!" She looked at Brando with an incredible look. In this world, only one kind of mage will appear as the obedience of the knights. The highland knights of Karasu province and the wizards have been allied for three hundred years, forming the strongest military strength of Eruin-the White Knights-and the highland knights and them The mage obedience with deep friendship is already one of the legends of Eruin.

At this moment Freya had identified Brando as a noble young man from the Highlander family. No wonder, no wonder he is so powerful, no wonder he can be so calm, everything turns out to be a knight. Suddenly she lowered her head, thinking that this abominable guy was obviously a nobleman who came to get close to himself and Roman. They were just two little civilians—yes, he must have no intention!

She immediately crowned Brando's bad habits about the aristocracy she heard from Silly, and then quietly shrank back.

Brando apparently didn't expect that the future Valkyrie adult was so powerful in thinking, and thought she was too shocked to accept this fact. In fact, he couldn't help it. Since they thought it was better to accept this, they also saved the trouble of explanation.

He couldn't help shaking his head and looked at Shire.

Reality is so helpless.

"Okay, two ladies. It's almost time, come out soon," Brando watched Roman hiding in the dark and looked at himself with glittering eyes, all curious inside, could not help shaking his head and said, "You should Don't you really plan to stay there until dawn? "

"Brando, are you really a knight?" Roman asked suddenly.

"No, I'm Brando," he answered.

"I'll come out then."

"please--"