Vol 6 Chapter 107

Of course, it wasn't that Adeney's anger was not what the young man would do to them, but the riots here would surely attract the city's guards. By then, none of them could run away. Although they are not spies or saboteurs, they have no effect on the guards. Anyway, it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble and may cost a lot of money.

At the thought of spending money, Adeni felt that the young man was a bit horrible: did the guy have any brains and dared to cause trouble in this place? Yeah, he knew in a while how old the **** old Fox lord Terrible.

Although the young man is a bit strong, he should not be the opponent of that guy.

Adeni couldn't help but feel a little shocked at the thought of the left and right hand of the old guy she had once met. Of course, such ideas may manifest.

She barely pulled an awkward smile on her face, and smiled sillyly at Phoenix Fire not far away.

"Jiufeng Aristocracy," she thought to herself, "a guy who is indifferent to four bodies and indifferent to grains."

But at the corner of her eyes, the guards patrolling outside the hotel were approaching in this direction. She jumped a little in her heart and quickly lowered her voice to her companions, "Go, take that guy and haven't noticed here, let's slip out first . "

"Captain," the elf grabbed her by the arm, "wait."

"Oh my god, Quill, let go, are you crazy?" Adenie was stunned by her companion. Naquire was the elf shooter in the team, and was in the desert of Rosa area before joining Lawing. Ranger, she always thought that he was a calm and sane person. Compared with several other muscles and brains in the team, he was synonymous with reliability and peace of mind. She almost even liked each other a little.

But now, she felt like she was going to take back the evaluation of this stupid person. What was this guy thinking?

"Captain. The young man ..." Naquill whispered.

"I know, he's in trouble." Adenie interrupted the **** wooden head impatiently. "But we don't want to get involved in this trouble, you know, Naguel."

She had seen the hostess beckoning the waiters, and they had stayed here for more than a month. Adeni knew very well that behind the hotel was actually the unpleasant old guy.

That is, Lord Lord of Rosalin.

It's not great, just get out of here.

Naguire shook his head. His deputy leader was all right, but he was too anxious and utilitarian, but otherwise, the leader would not arrange him to join the team.

He was the eagle's eye of the Rosa Desert, and would not easily leave the Holy Land, if not for the millennial prophecy. How come thousands of miles came to this place.

Rosalina is more prosperous than the large desert, but under the prosperity is a decadent, far less vibrant and clean than the oasis in the desert.

To be honest, as a golden elf, he didn't like human society very much.

However, he still took his deputy commander's hand, and winked at several other desert knights disguised as adventurers, motioned them to quickly stop their deputy deputy commander.

"Captain, look at his sword."

Unfortunately, those muscles and brains are as stubborn as ever. There was no response at all, in fact they were still watching the excitement. Marvel at the strength of that young man. Naguire couldn't help sighing and had to speak.

"What sword?" Adenie glanced subconsciously over there.

Brando held Odysseus in his hand, and the tip of the long sword with flowing golden flames was pointing at Instaron's jaw, and it could be said to stick to the tip of his pale chin.

As long as his sword holding hand is moved forward, the future star of Madara will be removed from this world.

Seriously, he and this future genius general who is destined to be famous for a while are indeed a deep hatred. However, for some reason, after the opponent taught him something without a fight, he suddenly became interested.

The hotel's wooden floor had turned into a deep pit, and the wooden board broke down and sunken, and Instaron rose to his knees from the center of the pit. Some frivolous expression finally faded from his face, and the fire of soul flashed in his eyes, silently staring at Bran.

"... I didn't expect Lord Lord to hate us so deeply. I heard that you were in Butch?" The young man sighed. "It's a retribution to meet your lord here. I think I'm unlucky. There is no complaint, Lord Count, you only have to do it. The only request I have is to give the decent you deserve next. "

"You have nothing to deserve, but the hatred of the undead and humans doesn't need you to take responsibility." Brando lowered his sword and stepped forward, dragging Instaron's collar to carry him off the ground Up. The future genius general of Madala seems to have made great progress in these days. He has faintly revealed the elements of civilization, but he still cannot move in Brando's hands.

"Tell me, how did you get here? Did Madara's second invasion begin? Was Tagus also nearby?"

"It seems Lord Lord, the second war has not yet broken out when you left Eruin?" Instaron stared at him with a little surprise, and replied, "Oh, by the way, the Lord was on his way to Cruz. Empire, so long ago you expected us to invade Eruin? "

He couldn't help looking at Brando's eyes full of curiosity.

"I always thought that Your Excellency was just a bit of courage and good luck. Now it seems that it was a mistake not to report Toniguel's war to Her Majesty at the time ... In this way, Eruin's greatest threat to the Empire Perhaps it is not the ambitious emperor's eldest son, but the Honorable. "

Brando was full of dissatisfaction with this guy's nonsense, throwing it out with his hands. The latter snorted, and fell heavily on the corner, then got up with a grin, and wiped his nose and looked at him:

"So it seems that Your Excellency did not even intend to keep me in the last respect?"

"Decent is earned by yourself, not by others," Brando said. "You are a genius in sorrow, so tell you why you are here?"

"Of course it's for Her Majesty."

Instaron twisted his neck hard, and answered without concealing it.

"You're the liaison with the ghost car?" Brando suddenly responded and asked.

Instaron looked at him with a little surprise, "You guessed it?" Then his gaze fell on the Phoenix fire not far away, and then there was a hint of clarity.

"It seems that the Lord Lord did not hesitate to come to Jiufeng in order to undermine His Majesty's plan. I have always suspected that what you did in Tonigel was directed at us. Unfortunately, Targus did not agree with me. idea."

He smiled bitterly: "I did not expect that this ridiculous hunch came true."

Brando froze, and did not expect that the future star of Madara had been paying attention to himself, and he did not know for a moment whether it should be fortunate or happy.

However, he did not come to Jiufeng to aim at Madara. If it hadn't been for this place, he really didn't know that Madara had so many encounters in Jiufeng.

But he didn't take it apart, only asked: "Why didn't you take part in the Second Black Rose War?"

"What is the Second Black Rose War?" Instaron stunned slightly on some of his handsome faces, and then immediately asked: "Why should I participate in the Second Black Rose War?"

"I think the person holding the mercury rod should have absolute trust in you. You should have had the opportunity to become the commander of this war. Who is the current commander?"

Instaron's pupils shrunk a little deep, and the relationship between his family and the Targus family and the Supreme was an absolute secret in the Winter Hall. He didn't know how the other party learned about it. But this is definitely the first time that the other party's words have shaken his mind.

"The commander now should be Redeos."

"Apocalypse? The Red Knight?"

"Do you even know this?" Instaron was really shocked this time: "How much do you know about us?"

Brando ignored him, thinking what went wrong. In theory, Instalon should be in Eruin at this time. The Second Black Rose War was the time when he began to shine, but at this time he appeared in Jiufeng. On the contrary, Redios replaced him as the front line. commander.

His thoughts continued to diverge, and he couldn't help but think of that Le Dios, the other is the Red Knight of the Four Knights of Apocalypse, his commanding style is not as flexible as Instaron, and the historical achievements are as high as the latter. He replaced Instaron to direct the war of invading Eruin. Presumably, Her Royal Highness and Freya should have a lighter burden than in history. In addition to her development in Valhalla, Eruin There should be a great opportunity this time.

Even if the second war still ended with a draw, or the kingdom suffered a little loss, as long as it can be dragged to the third war, then at least he can be sure that Eruin will have a battle.

Thinking of this, Brando felt that it was not a good thing to meet Instaron here, and his mentality was also quite peaceful. Going back to God, looking at Instaron, he continued to ask:

"What about Targus, is he already your deputy?"

"you……"

Instaron was trying to say something, but at this time, an exclaim came from the other side of the hall, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The sound seemed unbelievable, as if blurted out:

"Nacquier, hurry up, slap me! Pull God up, is that really the sword of the sun god?"

... (to be continued ...)