Chapter 990

When the dim light was absorbed into the eyes, Loren and the little wizard found that they had unwittingly come to the cave exit.

Outside the cave is the top of Jufeng mountain.

At this time, the sun had not even climbed halfway up the mountain - in other words, it was useless for them to climb from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain for an hour.

However, the exhausted black haired wizard didn't care about these at all. He leaned and sat down at a place at the mouth of the cave at will, and the words of the silver dragon were still echoing in his mind.

You'll be impressed by him - that's Brandon's original words, but it's right.

And not in the way you think.

There are two things that make the black haired wizard particularly concerned - although it is only for a while, from the attitude of the silver dragon's disdain for the Azores, at least in his eyes, this "elf invasion" is not particularly important.

Why?

According to Loren's actual experience, the war has reached the point of full-scale war, and one defeat may destroy the country... Why don't the dragons take it seriously, and even disdain the elves who have great power?

This is a giant dragon who has just died on the battlefield against elves!

Well, if this can also be interpreted as "the pride of the dragon", they despise the elves and humans, or they know some secrets that they and the Empire don't know

Who is the "coward" hiding behind him?

Asriel?

If so, does it prove that they knew each other in the past?

If so, does that mean that it is not the first time that Logan in a hat and Roland, the black Duke, have reached a contract with an evil god to fight hand in hand with the dragons?

But why, he knew he would come back?

No, more importantly, why did he know that he must represent Asriel?

Outside the cave, the howling cold wind from the top of the mountain continued to pour in, mixed with scattered white snow, which was dyed golden by the morning light.

The same embarrassed Ayn leaned carefully beside him, glanced nervously at the contemplative black haired wizard, and stopped talking several times.

Tired Loren couldn't help but evoke the corners of his mouth.

"Ask if you want to."

The black haired wizard said lazily, his eyes turned to the corners of his eyes: "you must have a lot to know... Otherwise you would not be Ayn, but our omniscient Isaac."

"He's not that arrogant!"

A word was blurted out by the "angry" little wizard, but he hesitated. He snored coldly and deliberately turned his head: "there's nothing to know!"

"What's more, even if you ask, you big liar will only make up a bunch of stories to deceive me. It's useless to ask."

Talking to herself, her voice became smaller and smaller

"I swear I won't lie to you this time?" with a lazy smile, Loren raised his right hand: "what do you ask, I'll answer."

"I don't believe you!"

"Then I'll just say it. Listen if you want."

"If you don't want to hear it, don't say it!"

"Why?"

"No, why, don't you say!"

"Even if it's fake, can you just listen to it as a story?"

"Don't listen!"

"But you won't let me say it. I want to say it again."

"You can't say it if you want to, don't say it!"

Once they came, they quarreled for nearly a quarter of an hour.

Looking at the little wizard with puffed cheeks and mouth, the black haired Wizard "puffed" and laughed.

The "enraged" ayin flushed angrily, but he seemed to be infected, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly; With a slight hum, he turned his head to one side and stopped looking at him.

"Hey, you two are here!"

With a little surprise, a very familiar voice came from the depths of the cave.

With a long sigh of relief and no expression of relief or helplessness, the tired black haired wizard looked in the direction of the sound source.

He was in a mess, just like falling off a cliff, and then his royal highness, who was beaten by a blast, limped and ran towards them; His clothes almost turned into rags, and no place from head to foot was intact.

The face with bruised nose and eyes, disordered hair and bird's nest still hung a sunny smile. It took a leap from three steps away, opened its arms and jumped at Lauren!

Then he lay flat and fell one step away.

Face first.

"Poop!"

Listening to the crisp and incomparable voice, the terrified Loren and the little wizard trembled at the same time. Their wrinkled eyebrows were curious and uneasy, looking at the guy suspected of killing himself.

"How can you ~ do that!"

A lion held his head high, raised his head fiercely, and Brandon, with a dusty face, looked at them discontentedly, which frightened them again:

"At this time, as my friend, shouldn't we also jump up and embrace me to feel the surprise of each other's survival?"

No, I'm afraid my current physical condition can't withstand your rocket hammer.

Loren make complaints about it in the bottom of his heart.

Gently coughing, he bowed his head silently with some shortness of breath: "... I'm sorry."

Hearing the apology, the prince's expression immediately changed and showed a satisfied smile: "well, it's good to know the apology. I forgive you!"

The little wizard on one side closed his lips and quickly lowered his head.

Similarly, the dark haired wizard who tried to resist the smile tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth.

Yes, that's probably one of the reasons why I have such a good relationship with Brandon; In some things, his royal highness is really a fish's memory, which can be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

"Well, get down to business."

Beating the dust, patting his face, Brandon got up and stared at Loren with a "very serious" attitude: "mirasis has told me that you and Enzo have met and reached some... Agreements?"

The dark haired wizard raised his eyebrows.

He secretly glanced at Ayn beside him. The little wizard who turned his head curled up and pretended to be resting; But I couldn't resist the impulse of curiosity and tried my best to prick up my ears.

Really... I still want to know.

"Although I took a little risk and almost swallowed it, but... You're right."

With a tired sigh, Loren smiled helplessly: "Silver Dragon Enzo, he seems to despise the Azores very much. He doesn't think these long ears will be any trouble."

"But he promised that he would join us when necessary to help us win the war."

Brandon nodded with a dignified expression, which was basically the same as the reply he got last time; His eyes still looked at the dark haired wizard and said to continue.

"Besides, he didn't get angry with us too much because of Elliot's death, at least I saw." Loren whispered, "you're right. The leader of the dragon family is really impressive."

"Well, that's good news!"

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, Brandon stretched his expression: "the goal of this trip to Jufeng mountain is half achieved!"

Lauren nodded in agreement.

Yes, in this situation, as long as we don't let the Dragon become an enemy, we are thankful.

As for getting the dragon's exact promise... That can only be regarded as an ideal goal. Neither of them expected to convince the other party to agree at a meeting.

"What about Isaac and Lucian?" the relieved prince finally thought about other things and looked around: "why don't you see them? Haven't you come out yet?"

"It has come out, and it came out in front of us."

Loren said lazily, "Isaac found the flaw in the road of trial and successfully completed the trial... Now it is said that he is in the Dragon * * and is entertained by the dragons together with Lucian."

"So Lucian and Isaac are together. You and Ayn are... Interesting."

Squinting and thinking of something, Brandon showed a somewhat complex look on his face and said to himself, "I see, it's so."

Looking thoughtful, but unlike the prince who was ready to explain, the black haired wizard was very wise and didn't ask.

"What are you going to do next?" Loren deliberately changed the subject:

"Enzo's attitude towards us is quite good. At least he doesn't have deep hostility and confrontation. It shouldn't be difficult to persuade him to make some attitude and support."

"Then when this meeting is over, you should be your prince of East Saxony - how to deal with those disobedient nobles in your territory and kill them?"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Brandon's eyes shaking.

"Well... It's possible."

"Is it possible?"

"Yes... It's just possible." with a tight frown, Brandon looked at the white snow flying outside the cave and looked a little distracted: "my idea is still the same as before, but... It has changed a little."

With the same expression, Loren raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"If I want to be the real prince of East Saxony, it is impossible not to kill, otherwise I can only be puppets with titles, not to mention they die... But if I kill too many people, the consequences will be very serious."

With his back to the black haired wizard, his Royal Highness's voice was surprisingly stable.

"The most direct thing is that it will weaken the war potential of the Empire - the more stubborn aristocrats, the more they prove that their strength and foundation are deep enough to kill them all, and one third of the people who can fight in East Saxony will be less."

"Even if I can immediately arrange those eboden nobles, mercenaries and rich businessmen who follow me to occupy their territory, these people will not be able to provide much troops and financial resources in a short time, which will greatly weaken me and the power of the Empire."

"So that's what I'm going to do." Brandon added with a calm look. "Killing people must still kill, but we can't kill like a mob - the guilty should be tried, the most heinous should be punished, and those who can cooperate should be won over."

"As for the deserters who become bandits and robbers... The middle-level commanders can't stay and must be replaced, but the officers and soldiers at the bottom can be exiled, punished or whipped. They have to be turned into obedient soldiers again."

"In this way, we can control the gap within... Um, one fifth to one tenth. We can make enough room for those refugees."

"Basically, I think of these for the time being. In addition, it depends on the actual situation."

Scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, Brandon looked at Lauren awkwardly: "my wizard consultant, what else can I add... Er, what's your expression?"

The black haired wizard was stunned.

This, this guy in front of him, is it really Brandon?

Brandon, who knows there's no good end and wants to deliberately quarrel with his brother in duanjieshan fortress?!

Brandon, who made his own decision and became one of the fuses of the eboden rebellion?!

Brandon, who doesn't care if he's happy and makes a big mistake?!

He didn't pretend to be Conrad?!

"Uh... Nothing, nothing!"

Looking at Brandon's increasingly unhappy expression, Lauren reluctantly smiled: "just a little curious. How... How did you think of this?"

"I mean, um... I mean, that is... Um..."

After pondering for a long time, the dark haired wizard never thought of any euphemistic words to describe it.

"It means that Brandon was absolutely happy and could never think of this... Right?"

Pulling the corners of his mouth, Lauren smiled awkwardly.

"I didn't say that."

"That's what you mean!" he snorted unhappily, and his Highness's face showed a meaningful expression:

"Just as water will flow, people will change; no matter how mischievous bear children are, they will grow up one day."

"Especially... When he understands what he wants - he will begin to understand reason, weigh the pros and cons, and choose a more rational way of doing things rather than doing things as he wants."

Another stubborn figure was reflected in the red eyes.

A figure who was timid, especially concerned about other people's eyes, but finally summoned up courage.

Loren was stunned.

What is he stimulated by?

Brandon shrugged: "forget it, don't say this... Let's think about how to continue to negotiate with Enzo and other dragons. That's the purpose of our trip; and..."

Before the voice fell, the roaring wind suddenly rolled up outside the cave; The three people standing at the entrance looked up.

"Boom --!"

Accompanied by a loud noise and the shaking of the ground under their feet, the Dragon mirassis fell steadily in front of them, bent down the dragon's head and looked at the black haired wizard with curious eyes.

"Oh, my dear Queen mirassis, you finally think of me! Is this specially to pick me up? It's really..."

"Poop!"

Without waiting for a surprise, Brandon jumped up and hugged. Mirassis waved his wings at will and bumped the poor prince aside.

Face first... Again.

Who will come to you specially

Without looking back, the Dragon uttered a lazy whisper and stared at the black haired wizard.

[at Enzo's command, Jufeng mountain welcomes the distinguished Duke Byrne to visit. We have prepared a resting place and food for you and your companions. Please don't hesitate to give orders.]

[Jufeng mountain agrees to all the friends who will fight side by side!]