Vol 2 Chapter 63

Act Sixty-Three

"Ask clearly, these adventurers have been here a week ago. No, it should be said to be a mercenary," Antitina replied unhurriedly.

Brando looked at her in surprise.

The girl found a hint of satisfaction in this surprise. "Master, knight, are you surprised that an aristocrat who can't hide behind the door also has the ability to handle these things?" She asked back.

"Just wondering where your negotiation wrists came from. You know this is the reason for the experience of the Highland Cavaliers. Indeed, the young lady who stays out of the house talks in front of people, which is enough to make people look good." Brando Patting Roman's shoulder on the side, in case the young lady misses the human landscape too far.

Unexpectedly, Romain turned to comfort him. She said, "Brando, don't worry, I won't get lost." For a moment, Brando had nothing to say.

He had to stare at Roman with an awkward look, wondering what kind of structure in this little brain could make her thinking so different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, Antitina released him in time. "The communicative ability is our instinct, Miss Knight, Master Cavalier." She said humblely, but there was something in the words, and it was not difficult to hear the secretly happy.

Brando froze and laughed abruptly: "Not every lady who can afford to drop her body to deal with the villagers." He was right to say that in Eruin, the mountain people in the eyes of some self-proclaimed nobles It is indeed a vulgar hunk-even the lords of the mountain people and the great lords of the northern empire may not be able to get together.

For example, in the history of the 11th era of Anson, the two principals, Archduke Hernans and Duke Longblade, scorned each other in the court all year round, and even made Emperor Anson a headache.

"Because I'm different from them, I'm just a poor lady, my lord."

Brando laughed and shook his head.

"These mercenaries came to Chablis at this time, presumably for the robbers in the forest. Eruin often raised money by himself to hire mercenaries to wipe out bandits who have affected people's daily life near villages and towns. This has formed It ’s a convention. ”He walked along the streets of Chablis slabs, and brought the subject back to the topic:“ In densely populated areas, most of these mercenaries pay for the local security forces or militia, In a remote area, a village will collect all the money to pay the cost. "

Antinina froze, and she almost never saw these descriptions in the book: "Is there such a thing?"

"It was the same in Butch in the past, and Roman also paid for it." Roman leaned forward with interest from the narrow side of the road, staring at the criss-cross street below, without answering back.

"Only where there is a guard, the guard is accustomed to handling the local robbers. So it is not unreasonable for the royal family to place their hopes on the" new army ". Indeed, the guard represents a new power for Eruin I just do n’t know if this power will have a chance to grow stronger. "

"What's more, it's only one generation that can be used," Brando said, looking up profoundly.

Antitina lowered her head and began to rethink something.

It was at this time that the three of Brando heard a violent drink from behind: "You stand for me!" The three were startled and looked back, only to find that the scolding was not directed at them. . They first saw a rushing young man rushing away from the crowd and hurriedly running past them, but before walking a few steps away, they were stopped by the two mercenaries dressed in front.

The two mercenaries pulled out their swords, stopped the young man's way, and shouted, "Aiko, where do you want to go? You asshole, have you forgotten the rules of our mercenary regiment?"

The young man froze slightly and couldn't help but glanced around, but found that on each side there were mercenaries in leather armor pulling out the dazzling long swords. In fact, Brando was right at the edge of this encirclement, but no one noticed him, and he was so happy that he took Roman a step back, so as not to get involved in this inexplicable battle.

"Cabo, what do you want to do?" The young man named Echo stopped and took a breath, finding that all the escape routes had been blocked. He immediately drew the dagger from the scabbard with one hand and asked nervously as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You know what you did." A mercenary in a gray shirt came out of the crowd and looked at him coldly: "Otherwise, why did you flee for the thief's guilty conscience today, what did you do when you joined the mercenary group Have you forgotten, have you forgotten? The head of the group and everyone treat you like brothers, but why are you betraying us? "

The young man froze for a moment, with a look of struggle on his face: "Kaber, I have not betrayed you."

A mercenary named Carber gave him a close look, sighed, and shook his head: "Go back with us, and we will naturally believe you."

The young man shook his head decisively: "No, Caber, please don't ask me. I said, we can't go to the Palogan Forest ..." He hesitated, then shook his head: "Please believe me once, believe me , I will not harm you. Think about how I could betray you and betray you all before— "

"Enough, Aike!" The mercenary smiled with a sad expression, and he interrupted the young man: "Anyway, you must go back with us and go back to the commander. What do you want to do, return to the camp, commander I will naturally listen to your explanation. Aike, listen to me and persuade me that the grown-up leader will raise you, and when you leave here, you will abandon him and your former companions. "He pointed to himself, and to others:" See? These are your comrades in arms. What are you doing? "

The young man hesitated, but eventually took a step back: "Don't say it, Carbo. This time I know very well that I'm right, I won't go back with you. And I will stop you from going there I don't know how to tell you ... "

He looked around and found that the other mercenaries were getting closer and closer to himself, and could not help but pleaded, "Kaber, look at our relationship and let me go. You believe me, I will never let you guys Regret, I swear. "

"Brando?" Romain could not help but whispered when he saw the scene.

"Master?" Antitina also turned her head.

Faced with such a situation, the two women invariably asked the only person they could rely on at the moment: if they were leaving temporarily. But Brando shook his head, and he looked at the young man thoughtfully.

On the other side, Caber saw the young man's determination and knew it would be useless to say more. He stepped back and made a gesture to himself. The mercenaries rushed in all directions at once, blocking every retreat of the young man named Aike.

In fact, as soon as these mercenaries shot, Brando was taken aback. He immediately discovered that these seemingly ordinary mercenaries were not weak, and several of them were comparable to Reto, that is, at least the strength of the black iron midstream. Although it is said that the mercenaries walking outside are really a little famous, most of them have this strength, but Brando has some surprises when he can see so many outstanding mercenaries in a small place like Chablis.

It was not just Brando, but Antitina was aware of this. She wanted to say something, but at this moment she also calmed down and watched the scene in front of her.

Although she is nothing but a weak aristocrat, she is more knowledgeable than country girls like Roman and Freya.

But it was obviously the young man who surprised Brando more.

Surrounded by seven or eight black iron mid-range mercenaries, he calmly lowered his center of gravity, and then rushed forward to grab the sword in the hand of a mercenary-the young man's movement was so fast that Brando They almost didn't see it clearly, but when they saw their hands shake, the mercenary was thrown to the ground by his shoulders.

Then he leaned left and another mercenary was immediately knocked out. The direction was unbiased, which was exactly the direction in which Brando stood with Roman and Antitina.

Brando stunned--the average force couldn't afford it, the young man had at least silver-level strength. And looking at his age seems to be two or three years younger than him, so Brando couldn't help sighing. This is indeed before the troubled times, the evildoers appeared one after another. He came to this world and saw the first little guy— — Little Philis is exceptionally talented. The Bresson, Essen, Freya, and Viscount Tester, who I saw later, were all talented.

In the general history of such people, there are often only a few talents per generation. But he only saw a few connections from this small place such as Butch to Braggs. This has to say that in the post-War years of Warnd, it seems that there are indeed some destiny in the deep factor.

Of course, to think about it, he is not slow. A burst of power caught the mercenary who hit him, and then supported him—Brando almost couldn't help but took a step back, and couldn't help but say a lot of strength. This collision may be nothing to do with the black iron-capable mercenaries, but it is estimated that if they pass into a passerby, it will be seriously injured if they don't die.

However, he thought that if the Spike of Zhanguang was still in his hands, it would not be the result.

But the young man was really reckless, he thought.

The mercenary, who was hit by a horror, finally managed to take it easy. He looked back and looked at Brando in surprise. I didn't expect any passerby on the street to have the strength of the black iron midstream, but after a moment's hesitation, I thought I should thank him.

"... Thank you, gentleman."

Brando shook his head and interrupted him, his eyes still fell on that small 'battlefield'.