Vol 2 Chapter 38

Act thirty-eighth sister-in-law

Tamar accidentally reached level 6 alchemy, and with the advantages of equipment and ground, Brando could safely give him the task of refining the cursed crossbow. Then the young man brought a poisoned dagger and a dwarven sword, and called on Bartom to prepare to meet the **** of Black Pepper Lane.

He has been looking forward to meeting this sister-in-law called Lorne for some time, and in particular he is eager to know if there is a follow-up mission to the Ring after the Wind. And as far as he knows, Xunzi has more or less connections with the gray areas of Braggs, and maybe he can count on him to introduce him to the underground auctions.

Bartom's red beard was too eye-catching, so the two went out one after the other in cloaks of cloaks. Brando did not see the young lady who said she was going to follow her, and she probably didn't know where ‘adventure’ went.

But just as he pulled down the rim of his hood, he heard Bartom say:

"Master Cavalier, I thought about it, and I think your approach is still not safe enough."

"What?" Brando asked, hiding his elven sword under his cloak.

"I saw a lot of our refugees at the beginning. Although you let them be silent, as soon as this person gets more and more, he will have more thoughts. It is hard to guarantee that there are no bad guys in it." Bartom received his beard in the hood Below, I looked around and answered carefully.

"This is not a secret, but the aristocrats only need one result. I am not in the limelight, they are more willing to succeed," Brando thought for a while, and replied: "The section I need is not noticed. Time, Bartom. "

"But I still feel that those refugees should have been left."

Brando smiled, this is the truth of this guy. He shook his head and said, "Gathering refugees in a fair and honest manner is too envious, and not everyone is willing to follow us sincerely. Bartom, people will catch the straw because of their difficulties, but they will not always Hold on all the time-"

Bartom nodded, but there was some disapproval under his heart. He thought that there might be a better way. From the point of view of Brando's behavior, of course, he has always been around the young knight. It is easiest to see clearly. Brando's ambition is not small. I hope Brando pays more attention to the cultivation of his strength.

But Brando was not thinking about it. He was more worried about the attention of all things to return for a while. Not many people who had met him in Ridenburg at the time now live, but if he is too outstanding, it will inevitably cause suspicion.

However, when he beheaded the White Knight, there were only a few close people around him, which was his greatest support. It is difficult for the average person to take into account a person with the strength of a black iron downstream.

But in any case, it is time. As long as it becomes strong quickly, all things returning to life will be nothing more than a ghost who hides in the dark.

Black Pepper Lane is the largest of several slums in Prague-

In Brando's memory, this was not the first time that he had come to this place where the dirty water was flowing and the rats were scurrying across the street. However, in the sweltering summer weather, the stinky smell that haunts the nose is still very unaccustomed to him.

Instead, Bartom was a very natural look. Their mercenaries, as gray people, were regulars in such places. Brando knew that in the darkness of this alley there were many crippled businessmen—bounty hunters and vulgar low-level prostitutes like hyenas, mercenaries, thieves, and unscrupulous merchants, as if this soil was born by nature In order to create a breath of sin and corruption.

But here, in the poor, you can occasionally see the most sincere scenes between people.

Young people cannot evaluate such places and have no intention of evaluating them. He saw those children in dirty clothes carefully walking away from him, then hid on both sides and looked greedily at this direction, and those around him who had all good intentions, subconsciously raised their vigilance. .

Brando stopped in front of an old wooden door. He looked up and saw the triangular notch on the beam. I confirmed that this is the home of the sister-in-law, and then knocked on the door—

Puffy, the wooden door seemed to be cracking at any time, and a layer of gray shook from it.

Bartom couldn't help but frowned, and said, "It's hard to imagine that there would be people in this kind of place. I met the Renshiks in the slums in Kuweima, but I didn't see them. Have you ever lived in such a shabby place, you know, sir, those guys are already cavemen— "

But before he finished speaking, Brando's door creaked open. The mercenary had to open his mouth to block the second half of his sentence.

A vulgar gaze fell on Battom behind the door and paused for a moment before he said with a husky voice: "Brando? When did you come back from Butch? By the way, you are not dead, really It's really unexpected! "

"Is it good for me to die, bitch?"

Brando replied coldly. He looked at the old man with a sharp-billed monkey gill. The only few thin hairs on this guy's head seemed to be finished because he was so exhausted all day trying to count others.

But Xunzi seemed to be happy. He smiled lowly and stared at the two with a pair of triangular eyes with more white eyes than cyan pupils, and said, "Why, Brando, now you are well developed? Bring me a new one. The guests?"

Brando had lost a lot of personal things to his sister-in-law before leaving Braggs, so he got in touch with this guy whose face and nerd was bad. This guy has always been to Brando ’s old house. The oil painting was salivating-in fact Brando didn't know how the sister-in-law knew that.

The young man glanced at him, and the sharpness in his eyes made Xunzi shrink back.

"You ... seem a little different, Brando." The old man hesitated.

"After so much, it will change personally," Brando replied, but he didn't want to talk too much. Instead, he asked directly, "Do you still want my grandfather's painting?"

As soon as the sister-in-law stunned, the little triangle's eyes lighted up immediately: "Of course, of course, how did you bring it? Brando?"

But before he could finish speaking, he felt a cold sword lying on his neck. The guy who loaned usury throughout the day and had bad stomachs and other people broke his home could not help but immediately took a nap, and his legs softened.

"I don't have much patience and tell me if my grandfather's oil painting was stolen by yours." Brando asked coldly, and he stared at this guy, his eyes seemed to be cold.

Bartom turned his head and saw a few people turning to run away. He picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them. Suddenly the people crying and crying, then he and Brando say hello and walk over there.

When Xunzi saw this scene, she couldn't help screaming: "Brando, listen to me, of course not me. How dare I offend ..."

He suddenly realized that something was wrong and hurriedly said, "Brando, you know mine. Although I'm not good at getting up early. But I won't break the rules."

Brando glanced at this guy and saw that his little triangle eyes kept turning, and knew that this guy had already reacted. He couldn't really kill. Although there was some disappointment in his heart, he still let go of his sword: "I accepted your explanation. Let's talk about other businesses."

"Other business? Brando, I can't stand this business a few more times." The sister-in-law touched his neck, as if confirming that his head was still there, he couldn't help saying.

"Huh, that thing was lost. My old man wanted my life, and I had to kill you." Brando answered half-truth.

Xunzi hurriedly denied: "I know, I know, you can rest assured, I will inquire about this news for you." But he said so, but his heart was defamatory. Whoever is so bold and broke the rules must move That thing.

He couldn't help looking at Brando's hands, but there was as empty as he thought.

He thought about it and asked again, "Speaking of your old man, Brando. Your family is probably asking for your news, don't you go back and see?"

Brando glanced at him: "Don't dare for a while, I'll talk about it later." He said that, but he was afraid to go back to bring trouble to his family at this time. After all, at this time, let's bear it out. .

Thinking of his father, Brando couldn't help sighing. Although he possesses half of the other souls, the original soul in his body echoes this feeling.

"Okay." The sister-in-law seemed to confirm that Brando would really not bother him, and then continued, "What business do you want, Brando?"

"I need money urgently, and I want to sell some goodies," Brando glanced at his sister-in-law, thinking that to deal with this kind of bullying and hard-core guy really seems like Reto said, it is necessary to give him a dismissal first. , You don't want to use the same trick you used to deal with me, I told you bitch, I am not the brando before. "

The sister-in-law narrowed her neck.

"You can rest assured that I will not hold you accountable for what I gave you before, but this time you play tricks again, it will not be so easy." The young man threw a money bag to the feet of the mule: "I only need you Referrals, rewards, as always, and I have two more things for you to help. "

"You said, you said." The sister-in-law answered quickly.

"First thing, help me find someone. Woman, about 30 years old, very rare purple hair and eyes in this area. Within a week, if you have news of her, go to 'Lagunbourne' immediately. The market came to me. "

Xunzi nodded quickly, thinking about it, but then shook her head again, as if he had never seen such a person in his impression.

Brando didn't expect that he would get news immediately, so he said: "The second thing, I need to find another person-there was a little aristocrat in this area called Borg? Nesson, you are the best The famous earth snake, you will surely know such a downcast aristocracy, right? "

Upon hearing this, Xunzi hesitated and replied, "Brando, I seem to have heard the name, but he disappeared a few years ago."

"It doesn't matter, I'm looking for his wife."

"wife?"

"Yes, his wife and his daughter, where do they live?"

"His wife has passed away, just two years ago. I know his daughter, and live not far from here. Brando, this person is your relative?" Xunzi couldn't help asking curiously.

Unexpectedly, the elf sword drew in front of him, the sister-in-law shrank, Brando took the sword into his sheath, looked at him and said, "Do you want to know?"

"No, Brando, it's not necessary. I'll show you how to--" Xunzi immediately shook her head.