Scene 102: Lure the Snake Out of Its Hole (1)

To achieve 100% mission completion, it seems that all enemies standing in the way need to be uprooted. This task was far more difficult than Brando imagined. He originally thought that he would just save the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, but now it seems that this idea is a bit naive.

The mission system of the Amber Sword is really not easy to fool, even after entering this world, it still shows its true character. Having said that, Brando still greeted the members of the ialnain task team a hundred times in his heart.

He counted on his fingers the enemies he would face. Including the more than a hundred lizard bandits mentioned in the information provided by Chablis to the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, but the mission guide states that the actual number is over a thousand, or even more.

Then there are the Black Fire Cultists, whose number will not be less than two hundred and whose average strength is above Black Iron. This is a big trouble.

Finally, there are more than 70 dark mercenaries under Conrad, whose strength is almost the same as that of the Black Fire Cultists; the Card Mercenary Group is also the only report on the guide with the most accurate number of people. Ha, this is really good news. ―――

Then the lizardman commander Heyoukiel himself has the strength of peak silver, and there is no doubt that he is at the level of Conrad Gold. As for Brandoti, the earth god accompanying the Black Fire Cult, he doesn't even want to mention it. It gives him a headache when he mentions it.

But Brando doesn't know yet that there is a lower-level priest among the other party, otherwise he would really scold his mother.

He thought for a while, turned around, and saw that the silver elves had already dealt with the white-haired arrogant maniac. The Gray Wolf mercenaries are treating their wounds with the help of their colleagues, the Lubis mercenaries who are also mercenaries. Probably because of similar origins, these two groups of people get along very well.

"What are you going to do?" A voice sounded beside him.

Brando was stunned for a moment when he saw the silver elf commander wearing a golden helmet.

"If that human being didn't lie, the Black Fire Cultists and the Lizardmen are converging, and their speed should be about the same as ours. When we arrive, what we have to face may not just be a group of ragtag Lizardmen."

The Silver Elf Commander just wanted to state something that had nothing to do with him.

"Basically correct," Brando said without thinking: "But I guess Conrad has already met the lizardman commander Heyou Kil at this time, because he wants to prevent us from sneaking out from the north first."

The Silver Elf Commander looked at him without saying a word. Although he and her men were still extremely powerful at this time, and it seemed that it was not a problem to push the lizard men equally, but Brando knew that this was far from the case.

He has not heard that SSS completion tasks can be completed by flat pushing.

"They should have sent out spies."

"He thought we would run away." Brando smiled: "But it's just right, I want them to make mistakes."

Brando did not guess wrong. In the evening of that day, the lizardman dragon hunters dispersed from their lair in Balogan.

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The next morning——

The dry bushes on the hillside made a rustling sound, and a human hand and another slender elf hand separated them from left to right. Behind the bushes, Brando and the Silver Elf commander looked at the activities in the valley calmly. The young man took a clue for a while and said: Silver Moon Demon Wolf hand fight

"Dragon Hunter."

"This is the third team since yesterday -" The Elf Commander's silver pupils reflected the scenery of the green valley below, without any change in his eyes. The speed and agility of the hunting dragon in the jungle exceeds that of any cavalry mount in this era, but it is still far inferior to the Miner shadow knight. The hunting dragon leaps forward in the forest, and its swift figure emerges from between the tree crowns from time to time. It passed through the gap, but unfortunately it was still a bit ridiculously slow in the eyes of this silver elf warrior master.

"From this distance, it is already twice the normal patrol range of the general bandit lair. Even if the opponent is under the tree shepherds, this is not normal..." Brando murmured to himself: "It seems that it is indeed It’s time to enter plot mode.”

"What?" The silver elf commander turned around.

"No," the young man realized his slip of the tongue and quickly corrected himself: "I'm just estimating the distance."

"It's unnecessary." The Silver Elf commander glanced at him. This was not the first time they had done this kind of thing since last night.

Brando nodded quickly: "There's really nothing to see, let's proceed as planned." He turned around and shouted: "Sanford."

The former Gray Wolf mercenary, but now the young man who was his subordinate ran up from below panting, raised his head and looked at the two people above and asked: "Here! Lord, what's the matter?"

Although he had just joined, Brando had already instructed Antitina to tell them his 'true identity'. Of course, it is not a big deal for adventurers, travelers or even businessmen to use a false identity when walking outside, but these mercenaries are still very happy that Brando can trust them so much - not to mention that compared to the identity of a businessman, a The identity of the future lord is obviously more attractive to these mercenaries.

Rather than living a wandering life with no fixed abode, the mercenaries are more willing to become a retinue of a nobleman, so that they can at least settle down. Especially from the description of the group of Lubis mercenaries, it is obvious that this young lord is different from the stubbornness and indifference of most nobles, and has no regard for the lives of his subordinates. A lesson has been learned - but living in this chaotic world, what can little people like them do.

They can only work harder to attract this adult's attention.

"Transmit the order and prepare to take action." Brando replied looking down the valley.

"No problem, I'll go right away." But halfway through, the young man turned back and asked with some confusion: "Lord, there is actually one thing I don't quite understand..."

"kindness"

Sanford hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to ask: "I think based on your current strength, sir, there is no need to go to such trouble. As long as we kill all the way, I believe those lizard people will not be able to resist at all, even if they are like you The same goes for saying that they have colluded with the Black Fire Cultists. As far as I know, even Eruin..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, "Even the royal family of Eruin may not be able to gather more than twenty Templars-" Yes, although the total number of Templars in Eruin may be far away There are more than just that, but one thing that must be understood is that not every one of these Templar Knights serves the nobles, not to mention that even the remaining ones who are loyal to a certain force are not always loyal to a certain force. .

However, the subtext of this sentence sounded more like questioning Brando's identity, so Sanford stopped abruptly.

But Brando still understood what he meant, and he smiled slightly and replied: "You may be a little disappointed to say it, because these elven allies are not my subordinates. They fight alongside us just because they have a relationship with us. A common goal, and another thing, they can't leave the area too far, otherwise the strength will gradually weaken."

The young man was stunned and didn't understand what Brando meant by weakened strength. But he immediately replied loudly: "No, Lord, you misunderstood, we will not be disappointed - you forgot, when we swore to follow you yesterday, it was not because of your great strength. It was to repay you. Therefore, no matter when, whether as Gray Wolf mercenaries or former Gray Wolf mercenaries, we will not break our promise." Silver Moon Demon Wolf Hand Fighter

But he immediately asked: "It's just that these elven allies are Templars, right? Even if their power declines, will they have such a strong effect..."

When Brando saw Sanford's expression, he knew there was something wrong with this guy's understanding. It's not his fault. Indeed, according to ordinary people's understanding, the Templar's power can still be maintained at the peak of the gold level even if its power has declined by half.

Twenty gold level peaks are indeed enough to sweep this area.

Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, there is another thing in this world called the level system. Lowering one's strength by half would only mean one level lower, but deducting half one's level would have a huge impact. Unfortunately, this damn altar system really deducts strength in this way - the Elf Guards' peak state happens to be an ordinary unit of level 60, and after deducting half of it, it becomes an ordinary unit of level 30. Needless to say, At the peak of the gold level, even the upper level of silver level can be maintained.

It's no problem for more than 20 units of advanced silver level to push the lizardmen flat. The problem is that if they add the Earth God Envoy and Conard, the trouble will be big.

So he had to find a way to defeat the enemy through ingenuity.

However, it was a bit difficult to explain this thing, so he simply waved his hand and replied: "Don't worry, go ahead and pass on the order. Believe me, I will bring you victory-"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

The silver elf commander watched Sanford's figure disappear into the woods, then turned back and glanced at Brando with his silver-grey eyes, and replied: "I can't tell, human, you are still very arrogant."

"It's self-confidence." Brando raised his head and corrected seriously: "Remember, this is not the battlefield of the War of Saints, nor is it the era where the stars shine when you are in. Many talented commanders make everything routine. All tactics have become eclipsed. Of course, maybe in the near future, this continent will usher in that era again, but not now. "

He raised his head, looked at the forest in the north, and answered word by word: "Now, here, I believe that no one has the ability to take victory away from me. As a senior regiment leader, I agree with you Say these words, Commander, and you can write it down."

The silver elf looked at him, then lowered his head and took off the golden peaked flying-winged helmet. When he raised his head again, he revealed a handsome and indifferent face: "To be honest, I didn't understand." The other party replied.

"You said, 'Maybe in the near future, this continent will usher in that era again.'" The silver elf turned his face sideways, and the cold profile of his face was so beautiful that even women would be jealous. He asked: "What do you mean? Yes, the Dragon of Darkness will return to this continent again."

"No, that's another matter."

"Are you so sure, humans, can you see into the future?" This is another cold question.

Brando was suffocated, thinking how could this guy be so good at catching bugs? The game development team might as well hire you to catch bugs. However, he hesitated for a moment and said: "It's not a prediction, it's a premonition. If you don't believe it, when that time comes, I will come back to this place to tell you what happened in the outside world, how-- "He didn't know why he said these words, but maybe some secrets had been held in his heart for too long. Silver Moon Demon Wolf Hand Beat

This guy is just a ghost who can't leave here, he thought.

The silver elf was startled for a moment, then smiled coldly: "Namenis."

"Brando."

"Brando, then I will stare at your so-called victory."

This bastard still doesn't believe it at all.

"It's up to you." Brando replied through gritted teeth.