The Amber Sword - 588

The merchant lady hugged her knees and squatted in the ruins. Occasionally she stretched out her slender neck like a swan to see the situation outside. Her brown eyes rolled around. She waited until there was no more soldier outside, then patted the dust on her skirt with satisfaction and stood up.

“Hayi–” she took a long breath before she asked, “Sister White, this is what kind of temple, but I don’t seem to see Brando!”

Called the “white sister” is a female image of Qi Ling, her upper body is a beautiful and charming female image, with a pair of slender ears like elves, but the lower body seems to be transparent, rotating by a ball Composed of dust and air currents.

This female figure is called Qi Ling in the ancient witchcraft literature recorded on red parchment. Although the king of witches can contract all Qi Ling, she is especially fond of the “white mist” after the north wind. It is the holder of knowledge on the glacier, and the ice queen left it to Roman, hoping to borrow its wisdom and experience.

‘White Mist’ is a beautiful and moving woman, but she has a pair of slumbering fisheyes. She glanced at Roman, and replied weakly: “Destiny is before and behind you, and mortals can grasp it. Direction, but cannot see its shape.”

“I just thought Brando should be there. Is the result of the divination really accurate, sister white?” The merchant lady couldn’t help but asked curiously.

“Divination means asking yourself, if you believe it, you will have it, and if you don’t believe it, there will be nothing.”

Roman tilted her head and didn’t know if she understood, she walked in a certain direction confidently. After walking two steps, he stopped again, and walked back two steps, picking up a mace from the ruins.

This is a sacred artifact used by priests in the Root Festival to dispel evil. The silver mace handles are painted with delicate patterns, and a holy light bullet is injected into the hammer head. The priests usually handle it with care. But the merchant lady didn’t seem to have this concept, and she shook it—it was easy, she nodded in satisfaction.

“Do you want to use this to protect yourself? Wisdom and knowledge are more effective.” Bai Wu shook his head, disagreeing.

“Well, I used to have a hammer in Butch. But then I lost it by Brando.” Roman himself thought about it for a while but didn’t think of the hammer. In the end, I didn’t know which bone frame to pick up the hammer. In short, it was planted first. Brando’s head is ready. Brando is blamed on how the big businessmen can lose everything with their careful calculations!

Brando sneezed inexplicably.

The two of them passed through the ruins of the Great Temple of Andreux, and they were walking to one place. Suddenly, the rubble fell loose from the sloping wall with a sound of “crash”, and then a person emerged from below. Come. The man was wearing an aristocratic dress and a long sword on his waist, but his hair and clothes were covered with white lime powder, and he looked ashamed.

Viscount Bergenin blinked his eyes and finally adjusted to the outside sunlight. When he left the secret road, he didn’t expect the earth to crack suddenly, and magma gushed out from all directions. The entourage with him was buried in a sea of flames at that time, he relied on the family amulet to escape by chance, and then only found a way of escape through the secret passage under the temple in his memory.

He peeled off the stone wall and saw a pretty young man standing not far from him, looking at him with his back hand in amazement. Beigning had a meticulous personality and an amazing memory. Although he had only seen Roman once by Magdal’s side, he recognized the identity of the opponent in an instant.

“Miss Roman?”

“Ah,” Roman said slightly, “How do you recognize me?”

“It’s me, Viscount Bergening, do you remember Miss Roman? I was with the princess. We met before.” Seeing that the other party was so cheating, Bergen couldn’t help but secretly overjoy. He still didn’t know what was happening outside the temple, but he also guessed that the two sides had started a war. At the moment, this girl is obviously a very close relationship with Brando. If she can hold her in his hands, the princess will be less helpful.

“Oh,” Roman nodded intently, “I see, since you have recognized it, there is nothing we can do!”

“Huh?” Viscount Bergening was slightly dazed, what’s the matter with this dialogue flow? “Wait, I am a princess—”

He never dreamed that the other party would say that he would do it, and he did not expect that Roman still hid the killer behind his back. When he reacted, the merchant lady had already raised the mace with a stride and hit his forehead.

Viscount Bergenin himself is also the pinnacle of black iron strength. It would have been painful to be hit with a hammer by an ordinary person, but unexpectedly, the mace picked up by the merchant lady was also a ceremonial item. A burst of golden light burst into his forehead.

Our poor Viscount fainted with a scream.

“Obviously he is a big man and he has to pretend to be a princess, don’t bring that.” Roman hummed twice, learning Brando’s idiom and sarcastically sarcastically. Bai Wu next to her looked at her speechlessly.

“But this guy seems to be quite strong. If you are a talent, you may not be able to knock him out. He will wake up soon. You’d better find something to tie him up.” But Qi Ling is not a kind-hearted person, either. Her obligation is only to ensure the personal safety of her contractor, not to teach her which is right and wrong.

Roman readily agreed, and hurriedly pulled out a white silk rope from his bag and gave Viscount Berging a five-flowered tie. This was not satisfactory, and he took out a purple silk rope to draw a gourd in the same way. Bai Wu sighed as she watched. The two ropes also have a great background. One is the’Oremis Silk’ left by the Queen of Ice to connect the real world and the kingdom of the dead. Mortals follow this rope. If you walk forward, you can enter the territory of the dead; the other is also the legacy of the Queen’s “Tyvo’s Hair”. Tyvo is the king of the Titans of Vonde. It is said that he is infinitely powerful and has the ability to pull everything up. Power, this hair also has the effect of increasing power, but Roman uses them to tie people, which is a bit violent.

However, it was also absolutely strong. As Bai Wu said, Viscount Bergenine was stunned for a short while before he woke up. His Black Iron Peak’s strength and physique were still far beyond ordinary people. But he immediately discovered that he was tied up. The rope didn’t know what material it was, and it looked no different from ordinary silk rope. He struggled a bit, but it didn’t move at all.

“What do you mean, Miss Roman?” Begnin asked angrily, raising his head. There was a lot of redness on his white face and forehead, and a few drops of blood were oozing out, like plum petals in the snow, not to mention how pitiful.

“Catch the prisoners.” Roman replied naturally.

“But I belong to the princess, Miss Roman, I am Mr. Brando’s friend. Her Royal Highness and Mr. Brando are trapped in the Temple of Flame and are being framed by the nobles in the north. They are in danger. We have to go quickly. Help them!” Bergenin couldn’t help shouting hoarsely, his face was eager and sincere. He was born with a face that pleases women, and he looked like that in a hurry.

Roman raised his small eyebrows and asked seriously: “You said Brando is in danger, who are you?”

“I’m Viscount Bergning, Miss Roman, don’t you remember to go down?” Bergening sighed. He is now going crazy with anger, but it is a pity that I am a fish and can only bear it.

“Oh, I remember! You are the Viscount Berging!” The merchant lady had a sudden look, and at the same time she raised her mace and knocked it on the opponent’s forehead.

“what–!”

The Holy Light Bullet had been consumed before, so Bergenn was not knocked out this time, but it was so painful that he couldn’t help crying, “What the hell is going on? What the hell did I say wrong?” His brain was humming, and at the same time he heard ten thousand people talking in his ears.

“This guy treats you badly, he is deceiving you, but how did you discover this?”

“Oh, I didn’t find out,” Roman replied naturally: “I hate that Viscount Bergenin the most. He is handsomer than Brando, and he must be a bad person.”

“I…” Viscount Bergening was bleeding in his heart, what kind of logic is this. For the first time, he felt that his ingenuity was completely useless, because the other party was not reasonable…

Although Bai Wu is a bit speechless, she will not be so superficial with her wisdom. She nodded, “Your intuition is very sharp. This may be the reason why she chose you to inherit this inheritance. The witch needs to remove the mist. To see through the lines of fate, the eyes of the soul are far better than the eyes of the world.”

“Then how are we going to deal with him?” The merchant lady was a little smug for a while.

“He wants to deceive you, he must have a plan. You can ask him what he originally planned. People can lie, but they can’t hide their desires.” Bai Wu replied.

Viscount Bergening’s face turned white, and the other party did not evade him. He also heard it. Although the merchant lady in front of her looked very cheating, the one next to her was an existence with real great wisdom.

People like him claim to be smart and like to use their heads instead of violence to solve problems. Bergenin could not see the barbaric soldiers, but when the predicament really fell on him, he couldn’t help trembling a little with fear.

“Why are you lying to me?” Romain squatted down beside him, tilted his head and looked at the Viscount Lord and asked.

“I…I didn’t lie to you, Miss Roman, what I said is true.” Viscount Bergening clenched his teeth. Although he knew it was impossible to succeed, people needed a chance.

“Tell the truth.”

“I’m talking about…” Beigning realized that something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he didn’t listen to his orders, intermittently confided his intentions.

Mantra of the spell, he looked at Roman with horror-if he had known that the other party was a witch earlier, he must turn around and leave as soon as he saw the other party.

It’s a pity that it’s too late to regret.

“Sure enough, it’s a bad guy,” Romain heard that Bergenin was going to coax her to blackmail Brando, and couldn’t help but raise the mace and knock Bergenn’s head and screamed, tears and snot running. “You I just said what Earl Brando is, and what’s the matter?”

Beigning was tossed so much that he was almost inhumane, but his mouth was still very honest, and he quickly replied with his nose and tears: “Miss Roman…oooh…Marquis Youxi told us that Mr. Brando might be the one. The real Earl of Swallow Castle, the world thinks he is a Highlander or just Tonigel’s bandit; however, according to the information I have received, neither of these is probable. The first time Mr. Brando appeared in our field of vision was After Ridenberg, he was not a highland knight at all, but he was a nobleman in every move… This is impossible to pretend, but there is no such person in the noble circle that I know of…”

“So we think he may be a descendant of an unnamed nobleman in the kingdom, or a pseudonym. From now on, Marquis Youxi’s judgment may be correct…”

“So, sister white, what do you think?”

“This person wants to murder that person, and you want to help that person. The conspiracy is like a chain. You might as well ask him the most scared part of his heart.” Bai Wu looked at the limp Viscount on the ground without expression. .

Beigning’s face suddenly showed fear, fear and unwillingness.

“I……”

“Oh? Satisfy Roman’s curiosity?”

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(PS: 3000 words today, take a break, and prepare to brew for the end of the month. Tomorrow is the adventure of Little Roman and Baiwu!) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (qidian.com) ) To vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)