Vol 2 Chapter 34

Act 34 Goodbye Madden

Of course, the cavalry's eyes made him a little bit attentive at best, and he believed that the Whitebeard Legion was not so ignorant.

Like before, Brando had no intention of entering the decaying system of Eruin, but the refugees could not be hidden, he had already expected this. Therefore, in the pursuit of freedom and money, experienced mercenaries became the best candidates to replace him.

The halo that surrounds a group of people is always dimmer than the one that surrounds a person. When people think that it is a group of experienced and capable mercenaries who lead the refugees to kill a **** road from the army, Will take it for granted.

This is for the average person.

The fall of Ridenburg is like an untimely bomb. In any case, the Cavaliers from the Whitemaned Army can't escape blame after the war. Therefore, at this time, a small highlight will highlight their incompetence . If he were to be a positive person by himself, though, vanity had been satisfied, but it must be the local nobles who laughed happier.

Brando didn't want to imprint the influence on himself. So after his arrangement, the situation changed:

Because the more people in this story, the easier it will be to change the final writing of the story—

Brando knows that savvy aristocrats will definitely understand this. Next, it depends on whether the old and sly guy is clean enough; at least how to find a scapegoat to make all the mistakes, and then whitewash the whole story, that is They are the key to saving face.

However, this has nothing to do with him. He doesn't want to deal with these guys at all, but he still has no choice.

But at least one other benefit is that the name of the 'Amber Sword' has started.

People's interest in liveliness is limited, so the citizens outside the Silverwing Cavalry Headquarters quickly dissipated, except for the teenagers around Little Phoenix.

Brando also quickly met Old Madden. The elderly security captain looked worried and hastily for the past few days, so many wrinkles on his face. Brando had guessed what he was worried about, but he couldn't figure out the situation between the nobles.

Inside Braggs, the struggle between the local aristocracy represented by Count Nagin and the military aristocracy has reached a feverish stage. In this case, only the carefree young talents such as Little Phoenix will devote themselves to investigating the legends and stories in the city.

Thinking of this, he walked over and said hello. Madden remembered this young man who was not afraid of death. The veteran who had experienced the November war could not help raising his eyebrows-although the old man heard about the cloth After the news that Lando and Freya were not involved, they couldn't help but feel relieved to be grateful for the protection of Lord Martha.

Then his eyes fell on Freya, and the girl with the long pony tail immediately put her hand on her chest and saluted, and said, "Captain Madden, I am back—"

Madden then nodded and gave a relieved smile: "Well, just come back."

But before I say a word, it is inevitable to touch the scene, remembering that the villagers of Butch are still displaced and the nobles are fighting for power at the moment. Although he is not a Butch, he is silent for a while.

Seeing that Madden seemed to be ten years old, Freya also remembered the Cyril family who had died in Madara's hands, and her eyes could not help turning red.

Brando saw the little Roman keep drifting towards his side with his eyes, and couldn't help sighing, saying that the dead girl was very carefree, but sometimes it was sharp and shrewd. But when you pay attention to this merchant lady, she starts to sell her good manners again, playing a small temper.

Thinking of this, he went up and patted Freya's back to appease the girl with a long pony tail. Then he said to Madden, "Captain Madden, there is a word to take the liberty. But in fact, you don't have to think too much about the things between the nobles. After all, we little ones just wait for their final decision--"

Madden froze, but did not expect Brando to see his distress. Although he is a veteran of the November war, he is not good at these intrigues. Over the past few days, he has been exhausting his thoughts, and sometimes he really admires that little monster in Phoenix can have a little in his head. Not installed.

However, what Madden seemed complicated was that Brando, as a latecomer in history, looked simpler than him. Because the group of Madden people in such a situation, their decision has no effect, so it is better not to decide, and wait for others to help them arrange everything. That said, although there is some helplessness, it is the case.

That's what he told Madden--

But after Brando and the veteran made it clear, the elderly security captain couldn't help but startled, looked at Brando in confusion and asked, "Young man, what kind of person are you. These things are usually human. I ca n’t see it so clearly, let alone ordinary people, not even me. "

His words really answered Freya's speculation. Freya thought that since even Captain Madden said so, Brando's identity was certain. Then she went up and told Brando's identity to the veteran of the November war-of course, about the Highland Cavaliers.

Madden was surprised.

"It turns out that you are a nobleman, or a highland knight." The elderly security captain couldn't help but look at Brando with a surprised look. Although most people mention that the Highland Knights must be called taunted, they have to say that they are indeed heroes. "

He glanced at Brando again: "It seems their juniors are impatient, Brando, you have at least proved it."

"You are overrated, Captain Madden."

"No, you said you were going to send a letter from Mount Xavier Road. I just thought that your young man was not afraid of death. And if it wasn't for the little Roman girl who wanted to go with you, I wouldn't support you." Ma Deng replied, "Of course, as for later, I sent Freya to chase you, that is another matter."

"But in any case, your subsequent performance can be called heroic. Young people, the real bravery is not reckless, but understand what you are doing, your behavior obviously calls this."

The elderly captain patted Brando and Freya on the shoulders with both hands: "You are all good, the example of the young Eruin."

Freya kept silent and glanced at Brando. I thought that more than half of the credit was actually Brando's, but everyone didn't know it.

Of course, Brando wouldn't be too stupid to say it himself--

Then they met the other members of the Butch militia one by one. Naturally, Ike, Essen, and Mark Mi had a good relationship with him. Especially, Mark Mi also brought a small barrel of ale. , Claiming to toast for the rest of his life. The taciturn Nibeto and Vlad just patted him on the shoulders. They were not good at talking, but their emotions were naturally contained in every move.

The only unexpected situation was that this group of people met Bryson halfway. The young man and his father were rarely in confrontation with Brando, but they just passed by with a slight nod.

Then Mark Mi told him that Bresson had been depressed for the past month and had been slightly better until recently. Brando couldn't help but be silent for a moment when he heard the news. A person who can blame himself for his dead companion is at least not too bad, which is a confirmation of his idea.

Towards the end of the celebration, there were also some young soldiers of the Silver Wings joining in. Brando couldn't help looking at the young men in these cavalry and looked at Bartom.

This shows that his arrangement to disperse 'hatred' is quite successful-after all, jealousy is born by nature, and it is inevitable, but only a little low-key can win friends.

After the celebration, the old security captain Madden came again to ask him about the nobility. This time Brandot specifically asked Freya to stay, and he replied, "Uncle Madden, in fact, the situation seems to be clear. The knight forces represented by the Whitebeard Legion will come to us soon, which shows that they A decision has been made, but you can rest assured that this decision has nothing to do with us. We just need to accept the award with confidence. "

"What?" Madden asked.

"This is probably the case. They need people to be heroes. People like you and Freya who have outstanding performance and are from the garrison and militia system can make people think of the forces of the local army." Brando A: "Uncle Madden, you led the Butcher villagers to make a siege and delivered a message for the Vatican fortress. It's good to say that because Uncle Madden you only need to be in the police, your credit is their credit. "

"But a group of mercenaries led a thousand or two thousand refugees in Rittenberg and killed a **** path from tens of thousands of undead. It is a bit hard to say. If not done well, the Whitemane Legion will become a laughing stock. But these two things The story has spread in Braggs, Anzek and even Dragos. They don't want to admit it. So how to deal with it becomes a very clever thing.

"So it's true, are we just a cover?" Bartom suddenly responded.

Brando nodded. "So the key is on Freya."

"Me?" Freya could have heard God, but then woke up: "Brando, I--"

Madden was silent at this time, Brando was straightforward, but made the old man a little unacceptable. Although he also knew something about the nobles, he did not expect that a war turned out to be so simple to these nobles.

So what are these people fighting for here?

"Freya, don't answer anything first, you listen to me." Brando glanced at the ponytail girl and said.

Freya froze and nodded.

Brando continued: "But the Cavaliers have their own reservations. They disdain dealing with mercenaries, because in their view mercenaries are insatiable and fight for money. They are not really soldiers. Dealing with these people is A very self-contained approach. "

Bartom took a sip and was disdainful.

Brando looked at him and smiled: "Of course, if they had to, they would send someone in private-"

"Hypocrisy," Bartom answered, wiping his red beard.

"You can say that, the usual hypocrisy. Or vanity." Brando replied lightly.

"Are the aristocrats thinking so, is it too short-sighted?" Madden still had some incredible, after all he was deeply rooted in the army. He couldn't believe that those aristocrats would be so shallow and hypocritical.

"Short-sighted?" Brando shook his head. In fact, he could say that he knew them even better than the old soldiers. These nobles were not short-sighted and not stupid. Exemplary-

As long as they have power and an army in their hands, the nobles can claim to be independent. They do not need to worry about the royal family and their lower people, even if their territory is invaded-it doesn't matter, Madara will retreat anyway. Even if they were wrong, relying on their convergent money, they can still lead a lively life in any country on Vond.

In the end, it is only the people at the bottom.

In this case, of course, the aristocrats must indulge in the struggle for power and profit, so why not do it?

Brando glanced at a few people present and continued: "In this way, Freya among us will be the most ideal whitewashing candidate for the Whiteman Legion Cavalry Nobles. At least she was born in the militia. Civilians will think of the military background first. "

"Yeah, isn't it right? Ulier. He is the captain of the security cavalry of Ridenburg, isn't it more suitable than me?" Freya put up and didn't say anything about the Vron Tower, because Brando strictly ordered They have never been allowed to reveal the identity of Vronta outside.

This will cause them trouble.

Brando shook his head: "On the contrary, at least in Rydenburg, the security cavalry is a local aristocracy, in fact, it is a private soldier with a private name. The cavalry team was originally established to contain the Swordsman Regiment of the Whitebeard. Think the Whitebeard's Legion will be noble enough to create prestige for their enemies? "

Brando said so, and the people present immediately found that it seemed that Frey was indeed the only possible candidate.

Even Freya stunned herself and went on silently.