Chapter 934

"Lead the troops to eboden to resist the invasion of Azores, and insist until the imperial legions gather and arrive... Are you crazy? You must be crazy, right?!"

Outside the hall of the Knights of the Royal sword, Brandon stared at the black haired wizard's face, as if trying to dig something out of his expression.

The dark haired wizard held his shoulder and smiled and didn't explain anything.

He's waiting for Brandon to calm down.

"That bastard, if he wants to go, let him go and let him die! Anyway, this is our plan at the beginning, isn't it? Retreat is advance! Why stop him, I don't understand! I want you to explain it to me!"

Brandon's breath became more and more urgent, and his red pupils were full of complaints: "I thought we had a tacit understanding - I went out directly, you will lead the next meeting of the Royal sword knights, and come up with a reason and excuse that this bastard can't refuse to die!"

"What about now? Conrad is in the center of the town, mobilizing my corps to prepare for the war calmly, and let you and me go to eboden and Jufeng mountain to die... Don't tell me this is your plan, don't do it!"

"Because it will make me very angry, I will really be angry, Loren Turin. I feel like I have been betrayed by someone! And the Betrayer is ready to die for another guy I hate and offer his loyalty!"

The more he spoke, the more angry he became. He seemed to be shaking all over, and he seemed to be trying his best not to burst out.

"What do you mean by not talking? Do you think I'm too stupid to explain, or do you think I can't understand the noble and Great Duke Byrne with my intelligence? Sorry, because I really don't understand!"

"Sakran empire... She's waiting for you and me. As long as the bastard who occupies her now dies, do you understand what I mean?!"

Lauren, who still didn't speak, turned his head and stopped looking at Brandon, who was angry and hysterical.

"You turn around, look at me, look at me!" seems to be angered by Lauren's attitude. Brandon becomes more and more angry and clenches his teeth, making his expression ferocious to slightly distorted:

"Did that bastard Conrad reach any agreement with you, or did he promise you any other benefits - tell me, tell me Loren Turin; if you want to betray me, tell me openly in front of me, otherwise I will..."

"Bang --!"

The door of the Knights' hall was opened, and a crowd waited for them to come out.

Looking at the Dukes who came out, Brandon had to reluctantly restrain his expression and retreat aside with his shoulders. Only his pupils were still staring at Loren and did not blink.

Feeling the "hot" eyes on his side, the black haired wizard can only barely smile.

"I must say that today you are particularly 'Turin' -- Duke Loren Turin." glancing at Brandon, glancing at the crowd coming here behind him, Yuli vilz stepped forward quickly, took a deep breath and solemnly said:

"By the way, I apologize for what happened before - even when I saw your imperial declaration, I thought you were profiting for yourself in this way, but... I was wrong."

"I won't deny my mistakes, I..."

"You... You'd better stop, little Yuli!" before he finished, Reuven sneaked another "kill" from his back and hooked his arm directly around the neck of Archduke ellemans: "Loren is not such a careful guy. You'd better do it in front of Conrad!"

"This is the proper basic etiquette!" Yuli vilz protested. Unfortunately, compared with the tall and powerful Reuven, his resistance was like itching to the Duke of lottel: "and that was his majesty. Even if he called him by his name, he should be called Conrad I..."

"Come on, come on!" laughing, Lu Wen, who raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the black haired Wizard: "I'll take someone back to Shenlin Castle right away - hold on for half a month, and I'll save you myself!"

Lauren smiled, nodded and said nothing more. He stepped aside and made way for ruwen holding Yuli; The corridor was full of his heroic laughter and yulina's particularly weak protest.

"You guy... Still really like this different tone, just like when you were in the big green sea." I don't know when Sally card appeared, with her head held high and her high chest: "very good, it's the type I like!"

"Wait, wait for me to take the silver armour to save you, you playful guy. You must tell me who your elf girlfriend is at that time!"

Nolan ERD, Duke of Arles, who looked sinister, didn't say anything, but left the black haired wizard a very "kind" smile with his ferocious expression before leaving.

"Should I say thank you?"

A very playful and gentle voice sounded from behind. Loren, who was slightly stunned, turned around and looked at each other calmly.

"Not at all, master corona - you seem to forget that I am also a wizard of the wizard tower."

"What's more, I'm still half of your disciples... These are what I should do."

The old wizard stood with his hands down and smiled cunningly like an old urchin at the corners of his mouth: "then I should thank myself for having a Duke apprentice, which is an honor that wizards of all ages have never had."

"Of course... Maybe I don't have the honor; after all, there is someone else who should really thank you."

The dark haired wizard raised his eyebrows.

"Master corona, what do you mean...?"

"You know, but this kind of thing... It's good that both sides have a tacit understanding. There's no need to speak." corona snorted twice and looked leisurely: "in short, eboden city will end and do everything he can. From the wizard tower to every businessman, worker and mercenary, he will do his best for the war of the Empire."

"In return, this is the only thing I can guarantee."

After that, corona nodded slightly, looked at the black haired wizard with a somewhat complicated expression, bowed to Brandon, smiled and walked away.

While Loren stood still and stared at the old man's back - he always felt that corona seemed to want to tell himself something, and it was difficult for someone to speak.

Before he could figure it out, he heard Brandon's lazy, rogue voice.

"Well, I'm not a fool... At least not so stupid, and I've calmed down now."

"So, can you tell me what's going on - in return, I promise not to get angry this time, and listen to Lord Byrne?"

"..." Loren Turin.

The patient black haired wizard repeated what had just happened in the Knights' hall in ten minutes and added his "real idea" by the way.

From beginning to end, his highness kept nodding, "obedient and obedient" to the point where he didn't dare to interrupt a word; This made Lauren especially uncomfortable. She paused several times to answer Brandon's questions. The other party closed their mouths and stared at themselves with big clear eyes.

It's OK at first. The more you see it, the more you feel it makes people feel hairy

"So... You did this just to get out of the guy's control and be under his direct control." Brandon blinked his flawless big eyes and folded his hands in front of him. "Didn't you reach some... Agreement with him?"

"And I want to wipe the buttocks of a prince!" Lauren rolled his eyes. "You suddenly get up and leave. In that case, if I don't take the initiative, what will the Dukes give us just now?!"

"Ah... I'm sorry!" his highness, the prince, who had no airs, scratched his head again and again. His fiery red hair was in a mess: "I just couldn't help it for a moment... Won't I do it again next time?"

Looking at Brandon rolling up and down and pleading for forgiveness, Lauren had nothing to say except sigh.

He still hasn't let go.

Even if he has made a choice, even if he has acquiesced that connord has become a contradiction of two will, Brandon is starting to be a little extreme from the calm wearing a mask in the past, and his mood is becoming more and more unstable.

Unless one day he can complete his long-awaited "revenge", even if connord dies and ascends the throne... Brandon can't get out of this contradiction.

Similarly, just as he did not truthfully tell Connaught, Loren did not tell Brandon all the reasons - although the "eboden plan" was basically put forward by himself, I'm afraid this is also the result Connaught wanted.

He is the commander of duanjieshan fortress and has fought more than one demon invasion war. He has only more military experience than Loren; Of course, I know what the consequences would be if I appeared in eboden. How could I need to be reminded?

Recalling the scene in the meeting just now, the black haired wizard frowned.

Sarika is on her side. Nolan ERD is on both sides of the coin, ruwen is not in shape, and Yuli veltz is too rigid. We can only see whether it is good for the Empire.

In other words, the only people who can really see the overall situation are connord and corona.

And corona... His performance was too strange.

Eboden was about to encounter war, but as a consul, he was not surprised or even nervous. He took it easy, as if he had expected everything.

Corona, how much does he know and what does he want to tell himself?

Is it difficult

"I will try my best to persuade the Dragons of Jufeng mountain."

While Lauren was deep in thought, Brandon had restrained his smile and calmed his expression: "it seems that this is the only thing I can do right now - after all, there is no second dragon driver except me."

"Ah... Yes! Milaxis seems to have mentioned to me that you can communicate with her after you come back from the Dragon King City, otherwise..."

Pulling at the corners of his mouth, the black haired wizard shook his head.

"No way?" Brandon was a little disappointed.

"It's too late. I have to get to eboden as soon as possible - the army of Azores Elves will come at any time. If I'm not there when they attack, everything will rest." Loren shrugged: "I heard that there are 11 dragons in Jufeng mountain. The scene of 11 dragons covering the sky and blocking the sun... Sounds very exciting."

"Then you can continue to look forward to it, because even the Dragon Queen and the 'Sage' Brandon couldn't do it - considering that Brandon I killed a dragon in the battle of blood skeleton Valley, I'm worried that the giant dragon of Jufeng mountain may be more unfriendly to me, Brandon."

"..." Loren Turin.

"So you are the commander-in-chief of eboden, and I will convince those Dragons - if we are lucky, we can be the Savior of eboden again and become heroes standing in the front line of the Empire!" Brandon said with a gesture:

"Of course, strictly speaking, I am the hero; like all legends, the prince is going to save the princess; I am the prince, you... My dear wizard consultant, the princess waiting for me to save."

"That's why we agreed. The prince's highness is responsible for riding the dragon to save the field, and the princess's Royal Highness strives to make himself alive when he comes to the prince, and he can't be snatched away by the other three."

Looking at the sunny "giggle" on his face and turning away from Brandon, who made a face at himself, he bumped his ass and ran to the long Princess fillonay in the distance. The black haired wizard couldn't say a word.

Not far away, Lucian, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, saw Loren standing alone in front of the gate and hurried forward.

"Lord Loren, is the meeting over?" the grey pupil asked, "where are we going next - the palace outside the sky palace, or directly back to the red blood castle..."

"No, inform Eckert, count of the fort of wrath, let him wait outside the city with two thousand Knights accompanying him, find Isaac and tell him to drive the floating city back to Bain." Loren sighed:

"Let's go to eboden."