Vol 3 Chapter 130

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
Act 130: The Eruin Mission (Second)

"What are they doing here?" Brando thought.

But the several Eruin nobles had slowed down not far from Brando, and the other seemed to be watching him. Brando actually knew these people, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a thin face and a bit of shabby—as if he was called Count Odin, a senior general of the Northern Legion.

The next six men and two women should all be non-power aristocrats from the capital. Brando could not remember the names of each of them, but only had an impression of these faces.

These people are basically Kings, at least also centrists, but there are some traditional kingdoms before ***, which makes Brando further confirm that the other party was sent into the Black Forest before the Eruin civil strife. .

But how did they hear about Lionheart Sword?

Brando didn't know that in the Battle of Ridenburg, Sir Wolfwell followed them and learned all the secrets of the White Knight Alberton from beginning to end, so Eruin was actually an artifact. Before the reaction, people had been sent to Jean Denaire.

However, while he was watching these people, Earl Odin's gaze fell on him. The general from Eruin's Northern Phoenix Legion confirmed the identity of the young aristocracy at first glance. The calm and elegant manners could not be disguised, not to mention that Antitina beside him was aristocratic, Every move is accompanied by that unique demureness, and being able to accompany such a lady of a thousand dollars, natural identity is beyond doubt.

Count Outin also glanced at the rest of the young people in the woodland, thinking that it must have been the obedience of this young aristocracy, but there were both lizards, elves, and Eruins. The composition was really complicated of.

Then he turned his head back to Brando: "Eruin?"

Brando nodded, thinking that these guys wouldn't have come here to recognize him.

Sure enough, before Autin spoke, a chunky aristocrat around him had already said, "You are the Eruin noble?"

"Isn't Your Excellency the Eruin noble?" Brando asked with a frown as he heard the other's bad tone.

The chubby guy was stunned, of course Brando recognized this guy as a well-known conservative, named Robert. Roberten, now 70 or 80 years old, is well maintained, because Cruz is much longer than humans, so now he looks like a middle-aged person, although a beautiful curly hair has been dyed with white, But still meticulous.

This fat and fat Earl is wearing a silver Earl's robe, with three gold leaves representing the earl's identity on his hat. The average earl is decorated with three silver leaves, and these three gold leaves are obviously A special honor.

However, he was obviously stunned by Brando's words, and he did not expect Brando to answer that.

After stumbling, he shouted angrily: "Am I the Eruin noble who has nothing to do with you, boy! I ask you, are you the guy who offended the Cruz Empire in the afternoon and brought trouble to the kingdom!"

Brando sank, and already knew what these guys were doing--

Xing Shi pleaded guilty.

As for why Xingshi pleaded guilty, as long as he thought about what happened at the Centaur's hoof bazaar yesterday afternoon, he could guess it.

Brando couldn't help shaking his head, Eruin, Eruin. He looked at the officials of these kingdoms, and for a moment couldn't help but be a little speechless.

"If you ask me if I learned some arrogant guys in the afternoon, that's me," Brando stared coldly at him, and replied, "But as for who is causing trouble for the kingdom, then I no longer know."

He looked at the fat man, his eyes became a little stingy, and the meaning contained in his eyes was self-evident.

"Since you admit it!" Roberton didn't care about Brando's eyes, but replied: "The Cruz envoys have informed us that if they are not given to you within the deadline, they will threaten the kingdom and face A war—boy, you take care of yourself! ”

"So you want to surrender me?" Brando looked at these people and asked a little funny: "Do you think this is possible?"

"This is an order." This time speaking was a middle-aged aristocratic lady who wore the costume of a Wangdu municipal officer, but wore a scholar's badge.

Lantonilan's royal scholar, Brando immediately recognized the identity of the other.

"Order?" Brando almost laughed. "Who's?"

"In the name of the kingdom." The woman said, "We are envoys sent here by Her Majesty, representing both Her Majesty and the majesty of the Kingdom, so I command you, the young aristocracy, to immediately drop your arms and us Take a trip."

"otherwise?"

"Otherwise, your action is suspected of involving the kingdom in a war, and we have reasons to declare your conduct contrary to the common rules of the Eruin nobility."

"That is to say, we can announce that you are expelled from Eruin, and your actions will have nothing to do with the kingdom ever since."

After listening to this, Brando couldn't help taking a deep breath. Fortunately, he has already seen these guys ugly faces in the game, otherwise he must be killed in one breath.

He looked back at Earl Odin, the senior general from the Northern Legion, and also a supporter of the later hardened Princess Regent, asking, "As a soldier, does the Earl think so?"

But Odin didn't answer. He just frowned slightly. First of all, he was dissatisfied with Robron's grabbing of his own words. Secondly, the other party's carelessness was also displeased to him.

Although Cruz's envoys were threatened by war, as a soldier he was not afraid of the war, but now Erou because of internal and external troubles, he had to stand on the same front with these people.

Count Odin's silence disappointed Brando, who had thought that the future reformist would at least support himself.

But Brando now realized that it was true that he jumped away from the decaying aristocratic circle of Eruin and started another stove. The nobles of this kingdom are hopeless.

He finally managed to suppress his anger, then looked up at the female bachelor, and smiled slightly: "That means you would drive me out of Eruin?"

"It depends on your choice," the last noble answered.

Brando didn't pull the sword directly to split these bastards. He immediately restrained himself and calmed down, watching these guys resentfully and angrily:

"Well, then you can tell the Luz people that they have been expelled from the kingdom, maybe they will accept this."

Several Eruin nobles stayed.

They had been threatening Brando, and it was no wonder that the Cruzians would accept this statement. Those guys obviously wanted to see talent.

"Don't toast or toss!" Count Roberton exasperated.

He raised his hand and prepared to let the guard of the mission directly subdue the young man. The guards of the mission were accompanied by the knights of the kingdom. They were the elite of the Royal Corkova family. There was no problem in subduing a small young nobleman. .

He had observed beforehand that Brando's obedience were young people, or they were aliens, and this kind of miscellaneous troops would not be able to fight there anymore.

On the other hand, although the Cruz clearly stated that Brando had offended them, but for the sake of preserving their integrity, of course they would not elaborate on Brando ’s glorious deeds, but only the clashes at the Centaur's Foot Market in the afternoon. It's just vague.

This led to the wrong judgement of the Eruin missions, who thought that Brando had some strength, but that was not the case. Earlier, the soldiers were only trying to preserve their strength before the woe came, but Brando insisted on resisting, so no wonder they did it.

Roberton, Austin and the female bachelor were all general ideas, and in no case could the kingdom be involved in a new war.

But when he just finished speaking, he saw Brando smile at him.

"Looks like you guys are going to force you to follow suit?" He asked.

"natural."

"Then it looks like the Cruzs are not telling you the truth." Brando laughed. "If you really know the cause and effect of the whole thing, I am afraid you will be more cautious about your current behavior."

"Less bluff here." Roberton grunted coldly.

"Bloody?" Brando shrugged. "Well, the Cruzs certainly didn't tell you-first of all, I offended the sole heir of the Grand Duke of the Empire, and made the aristocrat lose his face in front of everyone."

Count Odin froze. He originally thought that Brando had some conflict with the Cruzs, but he did not expect it to be the case.

The Count immediately felt tricky, and according to the temper of the Grand Duke, it was not necessarily true that a war would be waged.

But Odin didn't expect Brando to finish.

Just listening to the young lord continued: "The Cruzers certainly didn't tell you-I also offended the Empire's Border Knights and beat them up a whole squadron to the ground."

The lady aristocrat wanted to say something, but she changed her face when she heard this-she hit a squadron of the Cruz Border Knights alone? She looked at Brando, thinking that this guy was too bragging.

"The Cruzians didn't tell you either-I also offended the Knight's Flower of the Empire. Ten years ago, there was a new generation of swordsman, Count Carlens. I remember as if he had been hit by a spell, I don't know. He hasn't recovered now, "Brando said, smiling," I hope there won't be any scars on his face. "

"I also offended the Imperial Knights and disarmed their entire squadron."

"Oh yes, and their Royal Alchemist Association, almost killed them a genius-fifteen-year-old war alchemist."

The young man nodded: "In addition, I seem to offend another person-Veronica, the leader of the Blue Sky Corps. You should know this lady. I matched her ten times and ended up using flowers The Grand Duke's daughter threatened her and forced her to retreat— "

He looked back and looked at Robert and his team with a funny look: "If the Cruz tells you all this, do you still plan to take them forcibly?"

Then he stopped to look at the people.

"In addition, you want to apologize to the Cruzers," he asked. "So, do you think I should apologize to the Cruzs for the above thing?"

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(***: come back a bit late, pause, otl)