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She gracefully took two steps on the exhaust pipe, and the tail rolled up, saying in a unique tone: “…Since coming to this place. I have been thinking these days, why are we here? We entered the elemental boundary from Lucita, and even if there is any deviation in the MP flow, we will not send us outside the order of World – in the tens of thousands of miles away from Vaunde.”

“…until I saw the war. I had a thought in my heart. Maybe there was a Will in the middle of what prompted me, maybe Miss Tata and the dragon, maybe the queen of witches, Or maybe it’s a much bigger Will, but it doesn’t matter, Brando – the idea, from the moment I see you appear, it becomes very clear.”

“Do you know what it is?”

Brando looked at her silently.

Speaking of this, Ms. White Mist looked back at Brando and the prismatic pupils in her eyes stood up. “I came to this era. I have a mission, I know everything that happened in that era. But at the moment, few people are familiar with that history. The sages have left a lot of words for the descendants, I think it is time to tell You have some truth.”

Brando bowed his head and thought like thinking.

“Are you serious, Ms. White Mist?” When he re-raises the head, he asked: “Let us go through the fog?”

“Brando, have I lied to you?”

“I understand, I trust you, Ms. White Mist. But other people, they have nothing to do with this.”

White Mist jumped off the exhaust pipe and landed lightly on the ground. He looked up at him and said, “Do you really think someone has nothing to do with it?”

Brando closed his mouth.

“Take them all to see. Brando,” White Mist said. “You are not a savior. Odin is not, but he told me that he understood it too late. Everyone must learn to save themselves, but before that. They must understand what kind of danger they are in.”

Brando didn’t expect to ask such a result. But there seems to be no better way. He knows that White Mist can never lie to himself. The other person is from the spirit of the ancient witch before an era. No one here knows these mysterious knowledge better than her. At the moment, he may only Can trust the other person’s words – unless he stubbornly find one’s own way, but Brando has never been such a person, he thought about it, decided to follow this path.

Ms. White Mist seems to want to show something to everyone. He faintly guesses some possibilities, but everything has to wait until he can actually reveal the answer. In the subconscious, he is actually not willing to believe.

Because if all this is true, then it is too desperate.

Brando returned to the team with such thoughts. Insidolon and Targus have been waiting for a fairly long period of time, but undead has never been short of Time. They have near-eternal time to wait, there will be no People’s troubles.

The people on the side of the ghost car are a bit anxious. This kind of anxiety is not only from the restless waiting, but also the panic about the unknown fate. This is particularly evident on the superiors, Fang Qi and the two ghost cars Elder look I am not afraid, because they understand the situation of one’s own, and by their influence, those servants are much better or less than the sailors.

When Brando returned to the team, Insidolon had met Medissa, the Silver Elf Little Princess, in a short time. He was surprisingly good and even asked about some of Medissa’s past experiences, but not because Little Princess was a The rare beautiful woman in the making, but because the first time in the first War of Black Rose Medosa command Troglodyte and the Forest Elf guard and Madara, her opponent is the rising star of the dead moon empire.

The short-lived beauty of mankind seems so fragile under eternal gaze, even elf is just a slow decaying bone, but the excellent Commander knows to respect the same outstanding opponents, because only the latter can show their existence. the value of.

In contrast, the same beauty of Scippamira and Princess Magdelle is much flatter in the eyes of Insidolon, even just a name or code name, and can not attract his attention.

However, Fang Qi looked very diligent, but when Brando appeared, the guy’s face immediately slammed down and then hid aside, apparently leaving the area of ​​the prince’s pride in the experience of Port Guselle. Not a small psychological shadow.

Brando lets everyone restart the team, but he dismisses the pirates under White Mist, who normally commit any imaginable misdeed, he really doesn’t want to take them on the road, not immediately kill each other, they are already watching them in these days. White Mist is a lot of busy reasons.

But the pirates didn’t think that Brando’s dismissal was a kind of abandonment. Instead, they were as big as they were, and obviously they hadn’t been very happy with Ms. White Mist these days.