Vol 3 Chapter 113

Chapter 131: Tonigel and the Young Lord (Thirteen) (First)

The soldiers saw the young man straight up and hurried up to squeeze him down. They looked at their lord with a questioning look and asked, "Master Lord, shall we hold this guy down?"

Brando looked at the young man. He knew this was Sir Minthai's second son, but that old-fashioned gentleman had such an interesting son, which made him feel a little bit interesting.

He had changed his mind and shook his head: "Release him."

release? The soldiers froze and looked at each other.

"Release." Brando repeated.

The soldiers loosened the thick twine tied to Caglis' hands, and the young man frowned, gnashing his teeth *** his wrists-although the soldiers did not violently beat him , But he didn't have to be polite.

He looked at the red marks on his white wrist and couldn't help frowning.

But younger people care more about Brando's intentions than this. He looked up, stared at Brando with light gray eyes, looked for a moment and asked, "You really are here ...?"

"You mean, mob boss?"

"Dare." The young man smiled awkwardly.

In fact, he was surprised, Caglilis realized that the other was just a young man about his age. Not only did he far surpass him in his proud swordsmanship, but he was also the leader of such a large group of people.

He looked at Brando, and the more he saw it, the more he felt that he had lived in vain for more than a decade, as if he had spoken to him in the Pallas language, and nestled in a small place like Toniger, which ultimately limited his own Hands and feet.

"But I'm curious," Cargalis asked, holding his wrists, "what are you doing?"

"If I said I wanted you to work for me, do you believe it?" Brando asked.

"I don't believe it." The young man shook his head. "Why should I work for you?"

"Then, if I said, I am the Herald of Her Highness Princess Griffin Corkova Odysseus, who came here to establish a secret base to check and balance Count Denel, do you believe it? "

This time it wasn't just Carglis, even Kuran on the side looked at Brando with a stunned look. The young man seemed to be totally unbelieving. It seemed as if looking at Brando's eyes as a lunatic, but the old man's eyes seemed a little awakening. He thought of the relationship between Tobus and the royal family of Corcova, and then thought What Brando has done over time, the more he thinks, the more this young man's words may not be so unreliable.

At least some of them did not lie.

"This joke isn't funny at all," Caglios frowned. "But for the sake of being the lord here, I would say it's just fine ..."

Brando smiled slightly, and he took out a silver brooch from his arms: "This brooch is called the silver shield emblem and is a token of the Royal Knights."

The young man froze: "How do I know if you're lying to me?"

Coulan was also a little suspicious. Of course, he had heard of the silver shield, but it was unknown whether Brando had the genuine one. Anyway, the deeper the suspicion of the old man, he now thinks more and more that Brando may be telling the truth of part of the matter.

Otherwise, it was so coincidental that this group of obviously trained mobs killed Grudin?

Brando put away the brooch. In fact, the brooch was genuine, and was delivered with Her Royal Highness's private letter. The letter was actually very simple, mainly to tell him-the royal family admired young people like him, but nothing else was mentioned.

This is just a routine reply. The entire letter is dripping, and Brando is useless even holding this so-called His Royal Highness Princess Griffin.

However, the young lord still regarded the treasure as a treasure, carefully saved the letter, and Antitina expressed great incomprehension, complaining about the stingy of the royal family of Corkova, and he could not see it. .

But Brando couldn't see it, it was just that the Princess Regent was the dream lover of their otakus-although as people grew older, most people finally realized that this admiration was just a young vision. , But the most sincere memory in my heart can't let go.

Especially when the hand-written letter from His Royal Highness, who had passed away, was placed on his desk again, saying that there was no excitement in his heart, it must be deceiving.

"Well, let's leave this alone," Brando said again. "I heard something about you. I heard that you were going to take a few domestic servants to go north in response to Her Royal Highness's revival of the Kolkova Dynasty. Call? "

Gagris's hand stopped. "It looks like you know a lot."

"You're better than many people I've met. Tonigel can't handle your hands and feet," Brando said, remembering the young man's experience in another history in his heart, but it's a pity Yes, he found nothing.

This is not surprising. At the time, there were so many young people in Eruin at the time, but not all of these names could eventually shine. The waves were rushing into the sand, and those with insufficient ability naturally disappeared, and more people were not lucky enough. Many people were killed and died on the way to Frada—

Bandits, monsters, cultists, and unfaithful lords, the countryside of Eruin in this era is not safe.

"This word comes out of your mouth, it sounds like mockery." The young man frowned.

"No," Brando shook his head. "I'm serious. How about it, would you like it?"

"What do you mean?" Cargalis froze.

"I lack an adjutant."

"Are you kidding me?" The young man widened his eyes.

Brando shook his head: "I said, I'm serious. I think your ability is sufficient for this position, the most important thing is that you have the will-"

"Wait," the young man interrupted. "I never promised."

"Then you are willing to stay in Tonigel for a lifetime and miss this turbulent era. In the end, you are only a lord of the countryside, and finally become a bad old man?"

"How do I sound like you're cursing and cursing my father?" The young man frowned, asking that he didn't look like a captive now, but rather a Brando guest: "But why should I believe you?"

"I give you a chance to try it."

"But getting on the thief ship is not so easy to get off the boat, I understand," said the young man vigilantly. "You have to convince me, you must show me a little benefit, if the white wolf with empty gloves gets on your Don't you seem to be a bit too incompetent? "

When the young man said this, he was already very emotional. He was not a peaceful person by nature, whether he was in the Highness of the Princess or with the young man, he just hoped not to show his father's life as plainly as that. .

The boldness in Brando's words made him feel that this young man might be able to realize his dream.

He thought about it and asked tentatively, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

The courtyard was silent, and the raven was silent--

Even Kuran felt that the issue was a bit abrupt.

But Brando replied, "Who am I? I already said that."

"As for what I want to do," the young lord smiled slightly, and his smile seemed a little meaningful in the winter's rare sunshine in the afternoon.

"If I said, I want to hold the old man's beard and press the old guy on the ground with a severe blow, and then go to Madara's bone rack to settle the arrears, would you believe-"

Cargalis paused for a while, then the young man's eyes glowed with great enthusiasm, and he nodded fiercely: "Good idea!"

Kuran looked at these two lunatics, and finally felt that he was indeed old. When he was with Tobbs, he was so afraid and not afraid. Their regiment was the demons in the November war. The enemies on the battlefield were terrified.

But times are different, after all, today is not the same as before.

The old swordsman looked at the young man with a look of eagerness, hurriedly pulled Brando aside, and lowered his voice and said to him, "You are crazy, Brando? He is the son of Sir Mintai, and you abduct him Run away, the old stubborn will find you desperately, you have to think about it. "

"Desperately?" Brando said with anger and laughter. "Let's wait until he gets out of my dungeon."

"You don't plan to release him?" Kuran suddenly felt that this young man was a bit too innocent, on the one hand, he abducted someone's son who had worked hard for more than ten years, and on the other hand, he kept him in a dungeon It's not kind to think about it.

"Let the old jazz come out, you might as well ask him." Brando pointed to Carglis behind.

The old swordsman glanced back at Carglis and shook his head. Sir Mintai was supposed to know that his son had boarded the thief ship, and he must not have been killed. The young man wouldn't know this. If Brando tells him to take it easy, the other party must be in favor of it.

"Young people now ..." He looked at Brando helplessly.

"Well, rest assured, I will eat and drink and take care of that old jazz. I am very optimistic about Caglis, and he will be extraordinary in the future."

Kurland shook his head: "Brando, did you say that before?"

"what?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic," the old man said fiercely, "I mean the princess."

"fake."

"Go!" Kuran stomped over, but Brando had avoided it early. He shook his head with a smile and replied, "Master Kuran, even if this matter is really confidential, how could I say so casually--"

Coulan thought for a moment, then thought it seemed possible. But this young man has done much more true and false, he can not believe it, but can only put doubt in his heart.

But Brando looked at the old swordsman, interrupting his thoughts: "Mr. Old, are you interested in traveling?"

"Traveling?" As soon as Kuran stayed, he looked at the young man strangely, wondering what medicine was being sold in this guy's gourd?