Vol 2 Chapter 139

Chapter 139: The Tender Hope (1)

"Jane?"

The red-haired girl looked at him silently, but just shook her head; then she looked up, and Brando had seen something from those burning amber eyes. He looked back and found the corridor on the second floor of the hall. I don't know when there was an unexpected guest.

Or that it was there, but he hadn't found it before.

The tall skull was holding a tomahawk, and it was shrouded in an old brass armor. Its jawbone leaked slightly, and a crack in the skull seemed to make a mockery of silence. Kabasi stared down at him, the dark yellow flames in his eyes flashed slightly, and he had recognized the young man who had seen him a long way during the battle in Rittenberg.

"Viscount Tinsgang?"

Kabasi said in a husky leaky voice, "Liddon, don't come here?"

"Ma-Da-La." Brando grinds a few words from the teeth.

Madala's undead, how could they be here? The young man looked at Grudin indifferently, his heart suddenly turned, and he asked coldly, "When did Madara and Eruin's aristocracy be close to each other?"

"As time goes by, life will turn into dust. In this world, there is only eternal interest, Mr. Viscount."

Kabais answered lowly.

Its answer confirmed Brando's speculation that Gruddin colluded with Madara. But what do they mean? Brando looked up, and saw the tomahawk in the hands of the tall skeleton stand diagonally between him and the mean baron. Presumably as long as he hits, Kabais will not stand idly by.

The 'one-eyed' targus general, the lord of the dark kingdom, at least also has the gold median strength. However, he himself has just touched Jin Zhijie's side. Although it is not clear whether he won or lost, it is not difficult for the other party to stop him from killing someone under his eyes.

Targus is step by step and cautious. He is here, presumably there will be no response. Brando turned his head and saw the figure in the shadow, and then came out a pale young man in a gray robe.

Rothko is another old acquaintance; Brando remembers that he was only a humble necromancer apprentice when he first met each other in Butch, but now he has two purple flame emblems on his neckline.

Intermediate Undead Wizard.

Brando was silent, and his eyes fell on Baron Gruddin, not far away.

The latter also recovered a little from the previous panic. The middle-aged man calmed down with one hand resting on the sawdust and his face was calm, but the swollen blood vessels under the gray-gray skin exposed his inner tension. .

But with the sword in Brando's hand turning, a faint light from Yin Liang's blade hit his eyes, making the latter shrink slightly. Grudin then realized that it was a silent teasing, and he was furious in his heart, but he couldn't bear it.

"I didn't expect anyone to betray the soul to the devil," Brando replied coldly, "you rotten bones and skeletons appear here, presumably to save this guy's life?"

Baron Gruddin recovered a little bit of energy from his allies. He ground his teeth like a beast, exposing his eyes fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Young man, you can just go ahead and talk. But you understand Even if you do n’t rely on my allies of Madala, do you dare to make enemies with the Dennell family? For the momentary dispute, it will inevitably lead to war between the two families; after all, Viscount Tinsgang Presumably your family won't allow you to go out of business to this point ... "

But he hadn't finished his words, but he had been interrupted by a cold hum of Brando—as if the temperature in the hall had dropped by several degrees at once, and ice **** had fallen in the cold air.

Except for the undead, almost everyone could not help but fight a chill.

Baron Gruddin was even more stiff, the second half of his sentence stuck in his throat forever. It was as if he would never understand that he was ridiculous from the beginning, because Brando was simply a fake. In fact, the young man's murderous intentions had moved. He raised his hand, and the long sword with a cage handle pierced the baron of Grudin's throat like a silver thread.

The latter was stunned, and apparently he did not expect Brando to really do it, which was out of the ordinary! For a moment Baron Gruddin stayed there without knowing how to dodge--if it wasn't for a heavy axe falling from the sky and 'banging' to the ground, the long axe's handle would suddenly hold the sword in Brando's hand--I'm afraid that it is left It was just a dead body.

"I seem to have said it," Carbais held his axe with his bones and looked down at the young man. "Baron Gruddin is an important ally of ours, but we can't give him to you so easily."

"I'm sorry, you didn't say that." Brando went head-to-head, with both hands pushing back at the same time. Brando started a burst of power, and both sides took three steps back, and no one took any advantage.

"Young man, you should retreat," Kabais stopped with the axe on the ground, then looked up and replied, "Madala and Eruin are still out of armistice, why do you and Lord Baron have to? Provoking a war? There is so much movement in the hall that the guards outside the castle cannot be unaware, and you are not at all worried about your servants staying in the courtyard-"

As soon as Brando sank, he was about to continue.

"Mr. Brando!" But the red-haired girl grabbed his sleeve, and she gritted her teeth—Sanford and the rest of the Grey Wolf Mercenary were still outside.

"Miss Antitina, do you think I should not kill this scum?" Brando asked coldly.

The aristocracy was a little stunned, and he recovered from the loss of mind a moment ago. She looked very badly at Grudin sitting on the ground, and wished to smash the other person's face like a human in her heart, so that she was not the same as the other person; but she was slightly relieved and strong Hold back the discomfort in my heart and answer:

"Master, this guy is the lord of the kingdom after all."

There was something in the aristocratic girl's words, to point out Brandon's identity to Brando. In times of chaos, the aristocracy is not the only one to attack each other. As long as it does not hurt the fundamentals, the kingdom may not have time to pay attention-but she is telling Brando that the trouble lies with the people behind Gruddin.

Count Jean Denell, as the chief executive of the territory of the territory of the territory of the Kingdom of Eruin, the nominal count of privileged Count, actually has the same power; from two generations ago, in order to deal with the barbaric invasion on the border This family with deep historical background began to usurp the aristocratic private army, and to this day, local forces have almost become the only legitimate private army in the kingdom.

Even though the royal family does not value these savages and the factors that check and balance the autonomy of the mountain people, the power of this privileged count is evident in this chaotic world.

If Brandor would kill his son-in-law here, it would be a declaration of war between the families. Although he claimed to be Viscount Gunstein, he couldn't hold the fire, and these things couldn't withstand scrutiny-not to mention the young man's intention to seek a territory. People can run, but the new territories are vulnerable, and in the face of the anger that has made Count Denel, it may only be ruined in the end.

The aristocratic girl did not want to see the effort of the young man go to waste, so she hoped that he would think twice. But on the one hand, she didn't want to show even a little cowardice in front of this human-faced baron, so she made her speech so vague.

However, she firmly believes that if it was the young man in front of her, she would be able to understand every detail of her implicitly.

Brando snorted coldly.

"Think about the situation and think twice before you go." Kabais' cracked, leaky jawbone seemed to symbolize a silent smile.

The sword in the hand of the young man pointed obliquely to the ground, his eyes crossed Gruddin behind the tall skull, his eyes were cold, as if looking down at a dead dog—

Feeling the outspoken cold-heartedness in Brando's heart, Grudin was upset, or because he was hiding behind Kabais, he sneered: "If you don't kill me today, Mr. Viscount, in the future When doubled back— "

The Baron Toniger spit it out almost gritted, he hasn't suffered such a great shame since he was young-the gentlemen who were invited to see Brando's joke now look more like they shot themselves His feet, this frustration made him angry.

But he was about to say something that would further irritate Brando, so that the young man would lose his mind and defeat Kabez. But just when he was about to speak, he saw Brando raise his hand—

A ray of silver flew past his cheek.

As soon as Baron Gruddin stayed, the hair on one side of his cheek suddenly dropped halfway, his face was sore and hot, and to others there was already a dazzling blood stain. He touched his hand dullly and lowered it again—the palms of his hands were full of striking blood, and the Eruin's real power lord screamed like a pig.

Cabaz was unmoved. This tall skeleton didn't need to look back to know what effect Brando's blow would have. It's not Grudin's guard, and he can't make a shot for this little trauma, let alone teach the latter a little lesson, so that the arrogant noble always doesn't understand their relationship.

It looked at Brando again, and the young man put down his hand and said coldly, "Keep your dog's head, come next time--"

After all, he looked around the hall, and the cold breath forced everyone to take a step back. Then the young man turned his head, looked at Antitina and Akane, and walked out of the hall without a word.

As soon as he turned around, the guards and heavy armored guards who had already heard the news from outside the hall immediately separated the two sides and joked that the scene of Brando's fierce blow and killing more than twenty knights happened to be seen by most of them. Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, when people say it, they don't understand what the young man is like. As long as he does not live with their lord, they will thank them, and dare to stop them.

Although Grudin, who was screaming in the hall, was anxious and anxious, he had the intention to let his men keep Brando, but when it came to mind, he thought of the cold sword that Brando had before.

The baron opened his mouth, and his words got stuck in his throat.