Ying obediently followed Joshua's words and sat on a seat beside him.

In the face of the soldier who has begun to remember, the girl with silver hair sighed, but she was not troubled by her master's sudden absence.

Because the master is always like this.

Maybe Miss Shenji has just been born, and she doesn't know her master's real character and usual habits. However, from what she saw and heard after signing a contract with the black haired soldier, Ying knows that Joshua often talks like this, and suddenly thinks about something for some unknown reasons.

At this time, the soldier's silence is like a stone, like a statue. It is so quiet that people can't imagine how hot he is fighting, like Lava Burst, burning and burning.

Sometimes I really don't know how these two completely different images can coincide

Miss Shenji doesn't know the reason and doesn't really want to know. Anyway, it's right to follow the host. She doesn't need to think so much.

"I really want to fight him."

All of a sudden, a sigh came from his side.

You don't have to think that Ying knows that the "he" in his master's sentence should be the former Golden swordsman if there is no accident.

Although she didn't like the swordsman very much for some subtle reasons, the silver haired girl also had to admit that her opponent's strength was not weak, especially Brandon's red and blue eyes when he was looking for the hidden figure of golden Warcraft in the sky... Even if she wasn't looked directly at, she had a feeling that she was completely seen through and seemed to be killed at any time.

It's an eye sheltered by order and penetrating all weaknesses.

But the general feeling of Joshua's soliloquy continued.

"The future swordsman, even now, is sure to have the same martial arts skills. When the tide of beasts is over, if he has time, he really needs to compete with each other and experience the legendary straight death for himself..."

However, before he finished, light footsteps came from the outside of the reception room.

After the door opened, a maid in a white chambermaid appeared at the door. She was holding a set of hunting clothes that were common in aristocratic hunting, and looked inside with some restraint.

"Here comes... Your... Clothes, sir."

Looking at the black haired and red eyed soldier sitting on the chair, the maid immediately felt that there were various illusions in front of her eyes. She knew that this was a respectable and important person who had come thousands of miles to help. However, in her eyes, the people sitting there seemed to be the aggregation of the most feared objects and things in her life.

There was a slight tremor in her hand. The maid could not help but swallow her saliva nervously. Her voice trembled and said, "this is Mr. Brandon. I haven't used it yet. I prepared it for hunting last winter. I used to prepare it with my wife..."

"Thank you. Just put the clothes on the chair here."

Interrupted each other's confused dialogue, the soldier instructed the other party to put the clothes on the chair not far from the door.

Looking at the maid in front of him, he seemed to be at a loss because of his direct look. He was about to be in a nervous coma. Joshua sighed in his heart.

(is it because of the previous battle that I have achieved something about the threat value? It's obviously a halo of fear when we meet for the first time.)

After putting down her clothes, the maid made a hasty bow and trotted away.

(in other words, the maid named night is really not an ordinary person. Other people have never seen blood, and people who have no courage in their heart probably look like this when they see me. However, the other party treats me like an ordinary person, keeping calm without Ruth's voice. It can be seen from the other party's attitude towards Brandon, Identity should be more than just a maid.)

With this in mind, Joshua went to pick up the clothes on the chair. His muscles contracted, and then he swept away the residual dust, blood scab and iron embers, and put on his clothes.

... it's a little tight. Brandon's clothes are at least one size smaller than him. The soldier estimates that as long as he uses his muscles hard, he will probably burst his clothes.

There was still no news from Brandon and the Countess of the scarlants, but Joshua didn't care about the time. Anyway, it was very comfortable here, and there was no harm in sitting a little longer.

After waiting for a while, the door of the reception hall opened with the sound of unsteady footsteps coming from the spiral stairs in the distance.A weak looking lady came in with the help of the golden swordsman.

She has long violet hair. Although her face looks young, even a girl, she looks mature and tired.

She looked at Joshua, who was sitting on the seat and now stood up. After saluting each other, she said in a soft voice, "Joshua Radcliffe, count of Moldavia, thank you for coming to help my territory resist the black tide... Your courage and virtue shine like stars. Please accept the scarlants, I have the highest respect for verdini. "

"It's not just to help you. I'm here for a different purpose."

Shaking his head, without the habit of politeness, Joshua said frankly: "if the Kuroshio didn't break through Moldova fortress, it would also affect my territory, and I wouldn't come so soon."

"At least you'd like to come, sooner or later, which is better than most people."

When master Zifa spoke, the soldier's eyes were subconsciously sweeping over them. The overflowing fighting instinct immediately began to analyze the state of the golden mage in front of them, and easily saw countless flaws in each other's body.

——The distance between the two sides is 8.71 meters, the other side has no armor, the magic light is dim, and there is no secret protection. Brandon and verdani are very tired, and their reaction speed delay is 0.31 seconds and 0.91 seconds respectively. They are not alert when facing me.

If we make a surprise attack, we may be stunned for a moment, or we may pay a certain price to kill directly.

Brandon's attentive care of verdini, but because of this, in the face of their own sudden attack response ability will be reduced, the beginning of the attack can try to start with this.

Although it's just an instinctive analysis, Brandon and vildany still subconsciously feel a cold current rushing by. They are clearly in the warm room of the reception room, but just like they are suddenly in the snow of minus 30 degrees in the suburbs, and they are peeped by powerful beasts.

Naturally, they also found that the sense of threat came from the soldiers in front of them, and they all frowned and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"It's impolite."

All the thoughts happened in a flash. Joshua responded. He shook his head and apologized: "because the two of you are not in a good state, so subconsciously..."

The impulse to attack? The desire to attack? Preparation for battle?

He thought about the words, but after thinking for a long time, he thought it was too much, so the soldier stopped talking and shook his head.

"Nothing. It's better to say that as a soldier, it's a good thing that you have such a strong desire to attack."

With a glance at the golden swordsman, the purple haired Countess coughed, and then Brandon answered. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "occasionally I'm eager to try because I've met someone worthy of a fight. It doesn't matter."

Now the fortress is blocked by the tide of animals. Naturally, the stronger the helpers, the better the aggressiveness. The black haired soldier has strong strength. Although he doesn't look like a good man, he is not the kind of villain who will attack his own people.

"Maybe so, but it's still my faux pas."

In response, Joshua frowned and felt as if he had been defined.

Looking at the intimacy between them, he sighed subconsciously: "in any case, count verdani, your health is the best news. A gold mage can play a far more powerful role in the battlefield than the two gold warriors, I and Brandon. However, I am not a talkative person... "

After a pause, the soldier said directly: "so it's better to say something directly. Now I want to go to the city wall to see the damage of the fortress and the morale of the soldiers. If there's nothing else to tell, I won't disturb you for a rest."

"No, I'm here just to tell you some special news about this animal tide... You're right. There's no need to be more polite now."

After understanding Joshua's meaning, Brandon nodded. As a soldier, he felt that this simple and direct attitude was very kind: "however, before that, I think there is another thing to say in advance, which is not a boring courtesy."

The soldier stood aside, silent, saying he was listening.

"Your armor was destroyed by the breath of the magic dragon because it helped us..."

Looking at the tight winter hunting suit on the soldier, the blonde soldier could see that it was his spare suit. He recalled his hand burned by molten iron. He could not help sighing in his heart and continued: "if you don't mind, We can provide you with a new set of armor. Although it may not fit better than the previous one, it is absolutely not bad in terms of defense. "Although ordinary armor is basically useless according to the strength of the opponent's body, it is a basic attitude to say that you will bear the loss for the opponent

"And if the count does not have a weapon, I can give you a weapon of the highest class."

The purple haired mage followed her husband and added a new compensation. Speaking of this, she showed a proud smile: "the main city of the scarlet family is located on the unfreezing River, and the annual trading volume is even more than that of the Wilson family. Even legendary weapons are collected, but not in the warehouse of the fortress, otherwise, It's not a big deal to offer you one. "

"Well?"

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind Joshua.

At this time, Brandon and wildany noticed the little girl with silver hair and blue eyes who had been standing behind the soldiers.

The firefly looked at these two annoying guys with a kind of alert eyes and said in a low voice: "new weapons?"