Scene 81 The Story of Turbulence and Fish (3)

The battle seemed to be over as soon as it started.

Eco was almost certain that the guys under the black robes were at least as strong as Silver, but he expected what would happen, but he didn't predict the outcome——

He was almost certain that Cabot and the others were going to be bloodied on the spot, and finally he couldn't help but feel the rush of blood and drew his sword to stop them.

But the old man with white hair and beard who walked out from behind Cabot just clicked casually, and a few gray rays flickered - the guys he regarded as nightmares turned into a pile of dust.

.

The young man opened his mouth wide, and for a moment he didn't know if he was dreaming.

When the old man cast the spell, the holy pattern of earth loomed on the palm of his hand - a wizard who mastered the power of elements - no matter how ignorant Eco was, he knew that there were no more than ten people in Eruin. Among these ten people, either they had been famous for a long time

The senior wizards are either lords of one party, and the only ones left are the masters of the Black Tower and the Council of Stars and Moon.

who is he.

Then he saw Cabot bend down and respectfully said to the old man: "Master Lee Woods, thank you for your hard work."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, making Eco unable to move forward or retreat in the action of rushing out from behind the sack. In Eruin, there are many people named Li Woods. But those who are qualified to be called masters are

only one.

Leigh Woods Hardvera Gemmell.

The chief court wizard of Eruin, a veteran of three dynasties who assisted Anson VII.

Eco's mind was a little confused for a moment. He really couldn't figure out why he would see such a big shot in such a remote place. And it seemed that he was here to help them.

"This... this..." The young man pointed at the old man in shock: "You, you are..."

The old man nodded, admitted his guess, and then replied: "It's a long story, Mr. Eco, let Knight Cabot take us to a safe place. I'll explain it to you in detail."

"Cabot...Knight?" Eco looked at Cabot, feeling as if the world had been turned upside down.

…

Brando and his party climbed up the stairs along the quiet mountain forest to the east. The rustling footsteps of the team of fifteen people passed through the dense wormwood, like an invisible long snake sliding past.

It was pitch black; but looking back, my eyes occasionally parted from the grass blades, and I saw dots of firelight in the forest below the mountain. There used to be a brightly lit camp there, but now there were only scattered embers of charcoal fires in the darkness.

"Our horses are still in camp, Brando."

This was the third time she had asked this in a short while. Brando knew that Roman was heartbroken about her little pony, so he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"They will go back, right, Brando?" The businesswoman's eyes were shining again with the firelight below the mountain; she turned around and raised her white chin and asked.

She knew what Brando meant.

But Roman was still just a soft-hearted little girl after all. Even though she knew that she and her aunt were not necessarily popular among the villagers, the land where they could raise children was still called their hometown.

Therefore, she is still willing to help Freya and rebuild Butchi——

"Probably only Martha knows." Brando replied. Whether the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group will follow in the footsteps of history does not lie with him, but with whether he can influence the Maned Wolf Macaro.

the opinion of.

"But, they clearly realize that this is a trap, so they should be alert-" Roman asked: "Brando, aren't you that Macaro is a smart guy?"

"It's too smart." Brando knew that before Macaro became a free mercenary, this 'maned wolf' was known as a cunning fox. He was once the chief think tank of the royal party's reform faction. If not for ten

Even if the political struggle failed a year ago, he would not be reduced to this.

"So they are plotting against each other." Antitina asked.

"almost."

"I really don't understand the reason why they did this." The noble daughter couldn't help but put forward another hypothesis: "Is there really a secret in this forest that is tempting?"

Brando smiled, there was a secret, but it was not enough to make people tempted. Besides, the two parties in the fight probably didn't care about this, they were concerned about another thing.

His smile fell into Antitina's eyes, and the girl immediately asked: "Do you know what is right, sir?"

Brando nodded.

"We saw the young man a few days ago, do you still remember?" He said: "His real name should be Eco Lantonilan Ophelia."

"This name is so familiar."

"Of course, then you should have heard of Canonon, Lantonilan, and Ophelia."

Roman and the other mercenaries were fine, but the noble daughter couldn't help but choked and coughed violently. After a long time, she looked up with a pale face, gasping and asked: "Grand Duke Lantonilan?"

"Eco also has a title, Count Mevac, which is a title with a territory." Brando narrowed his eyes, "I'm just afraid that even he doesn't know it."

"Is this..." Antitina couldn't help but ask: "Is it related to the political struggle eleven years ago? By the way, isn't the son of Grand Duke Lannilan missing long ago?"

She suddenly stopped and looked at Brando with a strange look.

"Lord, how could you know so clearly?"

"It's just an open secret." Brando said casually.

"So, this is..."

"It's still an open secret. Eruin is no longer the Eruin it used to be. Its top management is so old that it's not worth repairing. Even worse, it's already terminally ill." Brando looked at the noble daughter, intending to look at her.

Say these words in front of me.

"We are not the only ones who are aware of this. Look at it, Miss Antitina. In less than three months, this country will be torn apart. And what you see now is just its temporary struggle."

Although these words cannot be said to be treasonous in this world, the ambition contained in them is still obvious.

"Can the Corcovado Dynasty be saved?" Antitina asked, still thinking about the name that had brought glory to Eruin.

"Maybe." Brando was thinking of the Princess Regent.

"What should we do, Lord Lord?" Antitina interrupted his thoughts and asked in a low voice.

"It's better to find the Sage Slate first." Brando looked at the undulating mountains in the distance - the mountains intertwined with each other, forming dark silhouettes with different layers in the night - but the young man's eyes seemed to be able to pass through these obstacles.

, as if he had already seen the target, he answered concisely and forcefully.

The young man had already led everyone to the top of the mountain. The wind blew against his face and suddenly became much stronger. It was as if the flowing air roaring from the southern mountain pass suddenly passed through the mountain forest and lifted his cloak.

Brando sniffed the smell in the wind. He stared at the dark and quiet valley on the other side of the hillside. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then the surprise turned into reality: "Sure enough, here, it seems that on the key issue

These guys still aren’t kidding me—”

When others heard this exclamation, they all turned their attention to him.

"See that valley down there?"

"Any questions?" Roman asked curiously.

"Well..." Brando stretched out a hand from under his cloak and pointed his index finger at the valley - but looking in the direction he pointed, the only thing that everyone could see was the forest spreading along the mountain walls on both sides.

It was just a dark carpet. But the young man turned around, with a light flashing in his eyes: "Have you heard of the altar?"

"altar?"

"As for the altar," Roman replied seriously: "When I was a child, my aunt and I saw the altar in the Temple of Fire. Is it like that?"

"Of course not."

"Then you must have heard of 'The Nest', right?"

Everyone was silent, this was natural.

"There should be a lair in that valley."

"What?"

The mercenary captain standing behind him was startled. Everyone knew that nests are where a country's war potential lies. But few people understood that except for man-made biological nests, wild nests are dangerous within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Restricted area - In fact, humans often have to pay a huge price in order to purify a nest.

"What level of nest is that?" he asked immediately.

"Don't be nervous," Brando signaled him to be quiet. He looked at the entire valley and paused. "That is an altar of order. If I read it correctly, it is the Temple of Truth."

"Altar of Order?"

"Have you ever heard of the Gates of Heaven?"

The mercenaries gasped. Lubis's mercenaries came from Grace, the country of the Knights, so they naturally understood what this term symbolized. "Tiger Bird" saw Antitina and Roman looking confused, and then

He explained in a low voice: "Angel."

Antitina said "Ah" and immediately looked at Brando with a look of disbelief; the land area of ​​Grace, the country of the Knights, was less than one-fifth of Eruin, but its combat power surpassed all other countries of the Light Templar.

First of all, there is no other reason than that it has two of the best legions on the Warnd continent.

The Knights of the Zealot Heart and the Legion of Throne Splendor.

In the last holy war, Eruin, as a subordinate force of the Temple of Fire, did not suffer less from the losses of these two armies.

‘Tiger Bird’ also looked at him in confusion and asked stammeringly: “Lord, are you saying that there is a gate to heaven in the valley?”

Brando immediately shook his head. Just kidding, there is a Gate of Heaven in this valley and it is his turn to discover it. The Gate of Heaven is also called the Angel's Stairs. The creature born from it is a construct known as the strongest combat power of the light forces.

Pretending to be a creature called 'Throne Angel'. Moreover, whenever there is a door to heaven, there will be abnormal signs within a hundred miles. Such obvious signs, unless the local Flame Temple is mentally retarded to the limit, it will not be his turn to take a share.
To be continued...