MTL - The Amber Sword-v6 Chapter 333 Natsuno (I)

The two sisters Ling and Lian sat on the chair, using wooden knives and forks to focus on the barbecue and bread on the plate in front of them, creaking. Both sisters had very cute white milk marks on their lips, and the milk cup was set aside.

Slooma is a relatively large town near the Butch region. This small town on the border of the Black Forest has a large number of adventurers and businessmen who trade in the Black Forest for a long time. It is the border between Madara and Eruin. One of the largest settlements and markets outside. Of course, this is usually a trivial area. The owner of the town is a mercenary group. All conspiracy and deception are allowed here as long as it is not a battle on the surface.

Of course, these little tricks haven't been taken into consideration by Brando, and they sat quietly after dealing with three short-eyed hair thieves trying to hit Ling and Lian, and two thieves trying to pin his wallet. In this hotel, of course, the two sisters knew nothing about it.

This place is very close to the Ring of Tradewinds and Butch. To the north is the southern foot of the Tossangade Forest, the Silman Valley, and to the west this is the gentle **** of the Grahar Mountains. I still remember that before summer, he took Freya into the Grahar Mountain once. At that time, when he looked east on the cliff, he saw the dusky heavy forest, which is actually the area where they are now. This forest is called 'summer woodland'.

This forest is the easternmost point of the Black Forest Belt of the Ring of Trade Winds, and further east is the Butch Mountains, which is connected to Madara, and is the place they passed before.

This forest can be said to be part of the Black Forest, but it can also be said to be a fringe area around the Black Forest. In these rare places, there are often opportunities that ordinary people cannot imagine. Warcraft, minerals in the forest, and treasures and relics left by their predecessors may represent a fortune. It is for this reason that over time it has become a gathering place for Eruin southern adventurers and desperates.

Brando even knew that the adventurers and mercenaries gathered in Tonigull included this place in their autumn and summer routes. Every spring, they would leave from Tonigull and pass through the Tosangcard Forest. Here, take risks, seek commission, or just find something to do. After entering the fall, they will not leave the place until winter, and return to Tonigel for a long winter.

But since the original lord of Fir Lord was killed by him. Tonigull's order is clear. Except for some law-abiding adventurers, the ex-savages and mercenaries were originally driven out of Tonigull. Some of them went to the Silman area, and some went to Chab. Profit. In either case, the number of outsiders who stayed in Maros for the winter became more numerous.

That's why there is a lively scene right now. If it was the year of the sword, this town is relatively deserted and depressed at this time of the day.

Mercenaries and adventurers, the well-known persecutors of the Warnde continent, are the poorest and the poorest people in the world, but they are also the most extravagant. Their money comes and goes quickly. Because no one knows when they will die, it is the credo of such people to be happy in time. The lavish spending habits have led to local business activities, and the business people gathered here have come from this, but the various types of business activities launched from this are also numerous. There is no shortage of women in the flesh business.

Opposite the hotel, Brando saw several exposed prostitutes soliciting guests. And most of their customers are not particular guys. Some people openly flirted on the street. When Brando saw a guy fluffy hands under one of the women's clothes, he finally endured. Can't help frowning, got up and closed the window.

Brando then clapped his hands and sat down again after throwing a guy who threatened him to open the window from the hall to the street outside. He saw that the cheeks of the two sisters were a little red in front of her, Ling's cheeks were a little indifferent, and Lin's cheeks were exactly like ripe apples.

"Don't worry about those people, a group of human dregs."

"Yes. Mr. Brando," said the little girl, stuttering.

"Eat more, the milk must be drunk." Seeing the disgust on both sisters' faces, Brando could not help but smile: "The barbecue sauce here is special. You can't eat so authentic north of Chablis The taste is dark, and the ingredients in the dark forest are rare outside. Tonigull will have to eat such rich food for the next meal, and the meat must be dried again on the way. "

Lian could not help but spit out his tongue. The dried meat on the road was dry and salty, like the firewood that knocked over the salt shaker. Of course, it looked the same.

But anyway, it's much better than their sisters are often hungry. And at least beside this adult, they don't have to be scared.

It's a pity that her sister insisted on going back to Lantonilan, and she also wanted to go back to see the monastery and her friends, otherwise it seemed to be good to stay in Tonigel.

In addition to the mouth-watering grilled venison, there is also a kind of crooked croissant, which is also a local specialty, supplemented with several berries in the Black Forest. It is loved by the two sisters, and Ling, who is always silent, is eating A sigh of satisfaction appeared on his face.

After the meal, Brando ordered fruit for dessert for the two sisters. The wooden tray was filled with grapes and wild strawberries. The fruits were the most expensive part of the meal from the coast of Lantonilan. The grapes in the lowland manor must be stored in a magic cellar before they can adapt to long-distance transportation. The merchant puts partitions in wooden boxes, pads one layer after another, puts the grapes after magic preservation, and then spreads the straw. The planks were nailed and transported for hundreds of miles before they could reach here. The grapes everywhere in the lowlands of Lantoniland are more expensive than gold.

Lian is relatively well-known and well-remembered, so she is not only slightly agitated about the value of these precious fruits. Eating the same amount of gold at one meal almost made the sisters, who had been living in poverty, feel a little guilty.

However, Brando didn't care about it. From Naugao to Bodo to Maros, the three have lived on the road. Although it doesn't matter what he eats in terms of his current strength, the two little girls are still in the stage of growing their bodies. In terms of human age, they are at most eleven years old. It is just when nutrition is needed. There are no conditions in the wilderness, so it's hard to find a foothold, and naturally you have to work harder.

The two sisters are white children, but they are also relatives of Matissa. These two cute and strong little girls, from the perspective of Brando, should have been enjoying a princess-like life, but they were actually struggling. In dilemma, but even so, they did not give up hope of optimism, but instead set foot on the road to find their mother.

From Lantonilan to Madara, for thousands of miles, they not only protect themselves, but also learn while traveling. With this perseverance, it is hard to make people like it.

Moreover, this amount of money is actually nothing to Brando, not to mention that the great wealth of Valhalla and Fir collar belonged to him, and even the annuity of Count Denel, he could not use it up.

Only to Brando's surprise is that these fresh magic cellar grapes are more expensive than the red wine produced by the local manor in the past outside Lantonilan. They are precious ingredients that can only be seen at the noble table. He also did not It is expected that this kind of thing can be seen in this small town, which is not only a factor of its value and price.

Because this also involves the spending power of the land, Brando can't help wondering, has he been in Tonigel for more than two years, the small place of Maros has prospered to such a situation, and the small hotels are ready at any time. Will you receive aristocratic guests?

But Brando's question was quickly answered. A young man appeared in front of him with a wine glass. The silk robe and the emblem on the mink's hat all showed that he was a noble child. However, Brando noticed that the opponent's behavior was slightly indecent. Although he was not a serious noble himself, he was the best noble in the kingdoms such as His Royal Highness Princess, Overwell, and Nimesis. The ears around me were dazzled, and it was finally cultivated into a realm that had never eaten pork. Observation alone was enough to tell whether a nobleman really had the details.

Although Brando himself felt that this ability was not useful.

He speculated that the young man might be a child of some of the emerging noble families in Eruin.

Since the war between Ampersel and Jean-Denell, great changes have taken place in the kingdom's aristocracy. Those who were persecuted during the Frost Rebellion have been vindicated, although some of them may not have been members of the Royal Party. But because there were too many vacancies in the two wars, and after the war, Her Royal Highness re-registered a group of meritorious aristocrats, the new nobles sprang up from the ground like bamboo shoots.

The typical feature of these new nobles is that there is no land seal, or the land is very small and has no real power, but they are often close to the royal family or Her Royal Highness, or have real power. Although Eruin has not yet been called a 'government' or ' The 'ruling''s governing body, but under his more or less influence, a bureaucratic system surrounding Princess Griffin and Haruze is still gradually forming, and these people will constitute a new political future for Eruin Ecology, they will no longer be princes, but kings and kingdoms.

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