Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 190 Guard Your Heart

In a room of the 'Farewell' tavern.

Brian was looking at a letter from Longshou Port in his hand. A little falcon with jet-black feathers stood on his shoulder, combing its wings with golden feathers with a sharp beak.

"Niluskan actually withdrew his troops."

I don't know how long it took, he couldn't help but muttered to himself in surprise, and then waved his hand, the sheepskin scroll turned into ashes in the flames, and the falcon on his shoulder also turned into a ray of light under his signal, and returned to his body. Plane rest.

Brian leaned back in his chair, staring at a spider spinning its web leisurely on the ceiling, lost in thought.

Hearing this unexpected news, he couldn't help but recall the scene when he beheaded the heir of the Niluskan Kingdom at the competition in Golden Feather City.

In fact, he originally thought that this matter would only cause a little trouble for the Niluskan Kingdom at most, and it would soon be calmed down by the selection of a new heir.

Then, their eyes will once again be placed on the fortress in the northern border of Tigrila, exerting constant pressure, intending to open this strong fortress that prevents the army from going south.

Who would have thought that the news received from the White Crow Mercenary Group stated that Niluskan's troops gathered at the northern fortress of Tigrila had all evacuated because they could not attack for a long time.

Regarding this news, the first thing he thought of was without the threat of the Niluskans, would it be possible for the ruler of Tigrila to help him solve the hidden dangers in the rear of Longshou Harbor and the Storm Islands.

But thinking about it carefully, I feel that this possibility is unlikely.

Because no one can guarantee whether the Niluskan Kingdom is temporarily retreating strategically, or has really given up its ambition to go south.

Brian preferred to believe it was the former.

After all, a secret stronghold of the undead sect was cleared outside the Golden Feather City, which made him understand that the high-level officials of this kingdom might be deeply involved with the undead lord Odyssey.

Without the assistance of demon believers, he never believed that the Niluskans could conquer the orc tribes on the vast snowfield by virtue of their own strength.

In this case, this unexpected news is actually not as big as he imagined for him.

Thinking of this, Brian decided to let the group of mercenaries accumulate their strength first and act in a low-key manner.

After the dwarf Broto joined forces with him, his power on paper almost had the ability to compete with the big forces in Longshougang and the chamber of commerce.

At that time, in the name of the lord, they can slowly nibble away at the small forces in Longshou Port one by one.

After figuring out the problem, he got up from the chair and began to organize the books and scrolls on the table.

Three days have passed since leaving Green Forest Town.

During this period, he has been studying arcane knowledge, replenishing the scrolls he consumed, and activating some second-level spells in the arcane fire that he can use.

If there is no accident, the elves will arrive this morning and take away their equipment.

After completing this task, they can take a boat down the Moon Stream River and directly reach the city of Abrera.

After Brian had packed all his belongings, he suddenly heard heavy footsteps outside the door.

"Come in."

He recognized the voice of Broto the dwarf, and before he could knock on the door, he spoke first.

Broto pushed the door open and walked straight over.

The stocky, bearded dwarf is dressed in a tunic-trimmed tunic and chainmail, a water-resistant tar cloak, and a battle-axe at his waist. .

He understood immediately that the elves of the Dusk Forest had been invited.

This made him heave a sigh of relief.

Since he set off from Golden Feather City, he has delayed a lot of time. He who can't wait to go to Abrera City doesn't want any unhappy things to happen before departure.

"Brian, you guessed right."

Broto took a breath, and said in a deep voice: "I sent someone to follow Tie Ying and his group for a while, and they really didn't plan to go back to the Bloodstone Double-Door Fortress. The hinterland of the Rusdrill Plains."

"Looks like I guessed right."

Brian nodded slightly, and smiled nonchalantly, "If that's the case, then don't bother with them, we'll do our own thing, as long as the two sides don't interfere with each other."

From the very first moment he saw Tie Ying and his group, Brian could clearly feel that Earl Ormond's purpose for doing this was probably not as simple as he imagined.

He could even guess that this group of people would also secretly investigate the details of the Amastaxia Kingdom on the way under the pretext of assisting him in escorting the convoy.

From this, it can be imagined that Earl Ormond is probably preparing to march into Amastacia.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

The reason why he asked Brotto to send someone to follow him was just to confirm his guess in advance so that he knew what he was doing.

After all, after arriving in the city of Abrera, he would choose to transfer from the Kingdom of Florence to the wizard city in the Ezebra Desert. He had never wanted to participate in the kingdom's war.

"Oh, that's right." Brian suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Where did that goblin lead her kobolds and ogres?"

Thinking that he met a wise goblin in the abandoned town, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

He had tried to invite them to join him in as sincere a tone as possible.

But the little goblin who called herself the "Goblin Queen" said that she did not want to live in a human city.

She intends to form her own faction in the wilderness and become a goblin leader.

Seeing that he couldn't keep it, he thought it over and gave the goblin a book explaining the most basic magic knowledge and spellcasting skills.

After seeing the contents of the book, the little goblin expressed great interest in this kind of knowledge and was very satisfied with the gift he gave her.

Brian looked at the goblin's excited expression, just smiled, and didn't think about asking for anything in return.

After all, in this small world where the magic network has not been completely restored, it is very difficult to become a real wizard.

So far, the most likely person he has met to become a wizard is the scholar Komon.

As for whether this little goblin can understand magic knowledge or even become a goblin wizard without anyone's guidance, it depends on whether she has magic talent.

"They kept going north."

Brotto tugged on his messy beard, "When I was drinking with the ogre who called Steak, I heard him say that their boss planned to go to the Goblin Wasteland in the Kingdom of West because there were the most goblins there. "

"I hope they don't cause any trouble in the Goblin Wasteland." Brian muttered in his heart, looking at Broto, "Is there anything else?"

"I'm here to tell you that you should prepare quickly, and we'll be leaving soon."

Broto gave him a strange look, and said, "There is another female elf who wants to see you by name, and I don't know if you will agree, and I dare not agree casually, so I just came here to let you know."

"Let her come over." Brian guessed the identity of the female elf and smiled.

Broto bid him farewell and walked out the door.

Soon, an elf ranger wearing a dark green cloak walked in.

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, he greeted him, motioned him to sit down, and said, "Torviel, is there any clue to what I asked you to investigate for me?"

Toviel didn't sit down, she stood by the window not far from Brian, nodded to him, and shook her head slightly, "I found a group of hunters in the northern part of the Dusk Forest, and tracked them all the way. It was also accidentally discovered that among the corpses of the group of hunters who were killed, there were three human beings."

"What's next?" Brian's expression changed, and he continued to ask.

"The northern part of the Dusk Forest belongs to the territory of gnolls and ogres, and there are even people from the raiding mercenary group." Toviel looked at him apologetically, "So, for the sake of safety, we did not dare to send people to go further continue to investigate."

"You are right to do this." Brian nodded thoughtfully, "Thank you very much for your help, Toviel, thank you for your hard work."

What he asked the female ranger in front of him to do was to find the traces of Brynden and his party.

Judging from Toviel's description, Brynden and his party tried to pass through the Dusk Forest, but they were unexpectedly attacked by a group of horse-drawn hunters, and after dropping a few corpses, they managed to break out of the encirclement.

As for whether these people could walk out unharmed, to be honest, he had no idea at all.

Although he let Tistan, a powerful swordsmanship genius, follow him just to be on the safe side, but judging from the dangers in the northern part of the Dusk Forest that Toviel described to him.

He faintly felt that the possibility of these people walking out of the forest was probably very low.

This made him feel a little regretful, because he still expected the second son of the marquis to bring some troops from his family's territory to strengthen his power.

From the looks of it now, this plan, which he didn't hold much hope for in the first place, may really fall through the cracks.

At the same time, the head of the heir of the Niluskan Kingdom and a human with excellent swordsmanship talent he discovered were also involved.

Meng Patton's head was fine, the Niluskans had already withdrawn their troops, and sending this head over was just icing on the cake, and it had already lost the effect of giving charcoal in a timely manner.

On the contrary, it was Tistan, a rare swordsmanship genius, who made his heart ache.

After all, he planned to train the other party to become a sword master and become the sharpest and most indestructible weapon in his hand.

"Brian, although I haven't found any traces of this group of people, I have already asked my animal companions to send a message to the elf colony in the northern edge of the forest. As long as I find their traces, I will help them."

Toviel saw Brian frowning slightly, she hesitated for a moment, and said in an uncertain tone:

"If someone in this group has a better understanding of the terrain of the Dusk Forest, I think they should be able to avoid danger and find our elf settlement, and we will help them then."

The terrain of Dusk Forest?
Brian was taken aback, rubbing his forehead, and remembered that there was really a half-elf ranger in Brynden's party, and his name was Roland.

Thinking of this, he could only pray in his heart that this ranger was like him, also a half-elf who grew up in the elf territory.

In this case, these people may really be able to walk out of the Dusk Forest.

"I've troubled you, Toviel." Brian thanked the elf girl standing in front of him.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Toviel lowered his eyes, hesitated for a moment, met Brian's gaze again, and said, "Brian, the leader of Aland is also here, and he wants to see you."

"This..." Sensing Torviel's gaze, he hesitated obviously.

Silence fell without warning, Brian got up slowly, walked to the window, and looked at the fallen leaves in the river.

He thought for a while, turned around, looked at Toviel, sighed, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then let's meet up, please lead the way."

Although he didn't want to see this titular elf uncle at all, he knew that no matter how he avoided some things, he would face them one day.

Blindly escaping will only make things worse. It is better to take this opportunity and speak clearly like the elf ranger Carrot faced his mother in Greenwood Town.

Under the leadership of Torviel, the two walked down the stairs together. Under the weird eyes of everyone, they came to a small forest near the tavern together.

There is a soft sound in the forest, lingering in the ears.

Brian looked at a lonely figure standing under the tree with a complicated expression.

"You came."

The voice of the elf leader Alan De was still so low and hoarse, as if two thick pieces of steel were scraping each other.

"Come on." Brian replied, "What do you want from me."

The elf leader turned around. He wore a cold mithril mask on his face, with sharp black eyes as sharp as an eagle embedded in it, like two shining black stones.

He didn't speak, but looked at Brian calmly for a long time, and then said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"Since Granny Veranthal gave you the ring, it proves... her old man recognized your ability. That's all for now. Goodbye, Brian. I wish you a smooth journey."

The elf leader waved his hand and disappeared into the woods without a sound, leaving only Brian to ponder the true meaning of his words.

In a trance, he felt the elf leader Alan De, this uncle who was related to him by blood, whispered a whisper from the breeze and floated into his ears:

"Dear Brian, you must guard your heart, we will not ignore what you have done for this world."

He stared at the disappearing figure and stood quietly for a long time.

When he reached the river bank, he couldn't help but bend down and pluck a wild flower, twirled it between his fingertips, and then threw it into the Yuexi River, letting it flow into the distance.

"I will guard my heart."

Brian whispered firmly, stepped onto the deck and entered the cabin.

"Boys, set sail, target: Abrera City!"

The dwarf Broto's messy beard fluttered in the wind, and he stood on the bow and shouted excitedly: "Let us roar forward like the wind!"

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(End of this chapter)