Vol 2 Chapter 70

Scene 70 in the mountains

"I didn't expect Lord Sword Art to be so superb."

Antitina praised unreservedly as she walked. The only time she had the chance to witness Brando's full-fledged shot was at the Braggs underground auction, but that time she was pulling Roman away to escape, and there was no time to pay attention to how Brando dealt with the Captain of the Terracotta.

The footsteps of three people passed through the hotel's hollow aisle inside the rock wall, and a series of empty sounds stretched forward until the dark end of the gangway. The host of the hotel cut out stone holes in the rock wall to light, and looking forward, natural light cast a pale, faint spot on the dark and dim floor every some distance.

"Yes, Brando has been very good." Roman added a little contentedly aside, and she narrowed her eyes-with a certain natural charm. The trader lady looked back at Brando, smiled, and saw the latter's heart jumped, subconsciously worried that the lady was thinking something strange.

This worry is not groundless. Roman left the forest capital but had nothing to do with Anfan. First, businessmen posing as chambers of commerce visited the local nobles, investigated the market, and then secretly sought out the brothers of the thieves' brotherhood. Maps from Maggietan to Chablis-This is not daring. After all, privately drawn maps in this era risk the gallows.

Of course, this thing was done from the beginning without Brando. If the young lady had never been able to hide in front of him, it is estimated that he still didn't know that she was secretly engaging in these small actions. Private maps, posing as nobles, falsifying documents and documents-Brando had thought that he was enough to despise the laws of this ancient country, but did not expect Miss Merchant from the beginning to estimate that he had never cared about the black Guilloche Kingdom Code.

Of course, Brando was even more skeptical that she didn't even know about the Code.

But Roman was cautious and cautious outside, as shrewd as a little fox, without revealing the wind at all. It wasn't Brando who found out that she was secretly counting money on the carriage alone, and she didn't know that the dead girl had made a small profit by these illegal means-her pocket money.

Of course, Brando had warned her severely about this, but Miss Merchant accepted it humbly and agreed with two humming words. It is estimated that only Martha can know how much she heard. .

"What are you thinking?" Brando couldn't help asking.

"No." Romain hurriedly shook his head like anything.

"Why not as nervous as you?" Brando's suspicion deepened involuntarily, and he asked angrily.

"Are you nervous, Brando?" Romain asked curiously, touching his small face, eyes wide.

"Don't worry about it, your trick is no longer useful to me, little Roman."

"No, don't call me that ..." The little girl of the businessman raised her eyebrows, but then her eyes rolled again: "Brando, can I go out alone?"

"Of course not."

Brando flatly refused. He wasn't afraid that Chablis, a beautiful town, would be scourged by the young lady, but thought otherwise. Today, he fought against Buga in full view, and deterred everyone with a mastery of swordsmanship, even though 'Maned Wolf' Makaro could never say anything-but this is only a superficial phenomenon After the blood faded, Brando felt his thoughts clear again.

In the past, it was common for single mercenaries or adventurers to temporarily join an unfamiliar mercenary group while traveling. In fact, anyone may have trouble when traveling and have to rely on Help from others.

Although article 314 of the mercenary essay rarely appears in formal agreements, in fact, it is not uncommon for such individuals to merge into unfamiliar groups. Because nominally acting with groups, they actually do their own thing and guard against each other. Therefore, apart from helping each other, it does not really mean much.

Therefore, the provisions of the mercenary regiment in the document can test the provisions of the participants, in fact, in many cases is just empty words. So, this afternoon, the unusual behavior of 'Maned Wolf' Macaroo and Buga seemed to be otherwise hidden.

Brando could even clearly see his deep suspicion in the middle-aged man who stood with Buga, but was this suspicion necessary?

He was a little confused.

Then I couldn't help thinking of the scene I met outside in the afternoon. From the words and deeds of the young man named Aike, it seemed that this mercenary group's action of this bandit was not as simple as expected Yet. It was just that they had a different purpose, and they were in trouble, and Brando wanted to figure it out.

He didn't want these mercenaries to be the same thing as himself, so the trouble was big.

Thinking of this, Brando could not help but frown deeply.

"Brando, what's wrong?" Roman blinked. "Are you angry with me?"

"Of course not." Brando glared at her, knowing that the young lady was by no means afraid of being angry, but was simply speechless. Then he turned back and asked, "Antinina, what mercenary group did they say they were here?"

He suddenly remembered something, which was a new question for him.

"Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps."

"Grey Wolf?"

"Why, is there any problem?" Antitina asked.

"Nothing," Brando replied casually, and then murmured: "... Grey Wolf Mercenary Regiment, Gray Wolf?" Shouldn't it be the Shanmu Lan Mercenary Regiment? Man. That's right, the middle-aged person is exactly the same as in the description and should not be wrong. But why are the names of the mercenary regiments different?

Could it be that history has changed?

He raised an eyebrow, and there was another possibility for the mercenary group to change its name, but in this field, the name change is not a trivial matter. Not to mention that it is required to be filed in the adventurer's union under the Temple of Fire, which is a tedious and huge project. Under normal circumstances, the declaration will not be successful unless there is a major change.

A huge accident?

Brando looked up, watching a ray of natural light cast from the hole in the stone window in front of him, and his dark brown eyes looked unsteady.

...

"how about it?"

The red-haired middle-aged man touched the scar on his face and turned to ask.

Standing at a high place, the feeling of cool wind brushing over his face made him feel comfortable. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes and staring at the town of Chablis down the mountain. The town is like a man-made stack of hills, with meandering steps that follow the first step of the hillside.

The name "Maned Wolf" Makaro has been called loud in the mercenary world for almost six or seven years. This name was left when he first joined the industry. It means that he is so brave and fierce that he fights like a fierce head wolf. Because in the mountains in the south of Eruin, the head wolf is also called the silver-maned wolf, and this name came from it.

"Oh." Buga put his hand on his forehead and smiled. "The kid's military swordsmanship is magical, almost mastery, that is, in the army ..."

He coughed suddenly: "You know what I say, I just want to talk about talent and accomplishments in swordplay, I'm not as good as him. The young man named Brando is a real genius, born of swords, I ca n’t believe that a person can understand so much at this age. You know, I ca n’t even let go of him in front of him— ”

He smiled: "Before seeing Master Aike, I never believed that there was a genius in this world. People can take that step by relying on personal efforts and sweat. But after seeing Master Aike, especially today Things, I feel more and more that I have made a mistake. "

After speaking, he smiled with white teeth.

"You compare him to Master Elco?" Macaroo turned his head, and the scar on his cheek was rumored to have been left in a battle with Night Son. But those familiar with him understand that in fact, even before Makaro became a mercenary, he had this wound on his face: "I don't see that young man of such standard."

"That's why you are the commander and I am the swordsman."

"So, what do you think of him?"

"Well, but that young man reminded me of an acquaintance."

"Who?"

"A rigid guy. Forget about this, I want to say that I don't think this young man looks like an undercover sent from the" card "." Buga said: "They need to have such a good backup talent over there. , Has long been known. "

Macaro shook his head and smiled: "It's hard to say, this season is too sensitive. I don't believe that the" card "is here just to grab a task with us. It's just a small town without oil and water. So attractive? "

"You said that, didn't you? They think they have a different picture?" Buga turned back and asked.

"Good."

"What do they think? The group of lizard robbers has other clues, or is it?"

"I don't know, but Eco has been abnormal in the last few days," Macaro closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "It makes me a little worried. I can't let a group of bad guys follow us all the time This mission was also a stumbling block, and this time I will do it once and for all. "

Buga glanced at him.

"The master agreed too?"

Macaro nodded and shook his head again: "The master said nothing."

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Can't wait any longer, the shepherd is catching up again, don't you notice it?" ‘Maned Wolf’ replied against the wind: “We will set off within three days at most.”

"What about that young man?"

"Let him follow."