"The events of last night have planted the seeds of greed in everyone's hearts," Brant showed the commander the ruby ring on his hand, "and despite your best efforts, there are still people who believe in the treasure's existence. ”

"It's all a good thing done by your bitch from the Valley Country!" Other slammed his fist on the table, and the iron wine glass jumped.

"I'll tell you the truth," Brandt pouted approvingly, "that little bitch is in far more trouble than you. If I can do it, I'll kill her. "It's a pity I can't." Moving on to the dagger, which was what I was about to talk about, was interrupted by you. The prince glanced at Other dissatisfied, and saw that he was beginning to be interested in what he wanted to say, and said unhurriedly: "As the supreme commander of the mercenary group, do you know all the thousand people under your command?" Can you be sure that each detachment is carrying out your orders 100 percent? ”

"Hmph, I know what you're trying to say," Osser tapped on the table irritably, "Horst wouldn't dare do anything behind my back. ”

"It has been said that there is no evil in the eyes of a noble man," the prince nodded to Other from his seat, "and I think you are either a noble man or a blind man." Don't get angry just yet, and remember the assignment your employer gave you - Andy Freeman. It's Horst in charge, right? ”

Other nodded, not knowing what the prince wanted to say.

"He killed the little boy by mistake, then let Andy go, and chased him along Ivory Bay for more than a month, the boy was almost like an idiot, he threw away the civilian clothes his parents gave him as garbage, and when I met him, he even wore the satin coat that marked his aristocratic status - such a stupid duck, but it took you a month to be an elite?" Seeing Osser's brow tightening tighter, Brant knew that he was finally starting to suspect Horst, and continued to do so, "If Horst doesn't have a disagreement with you, why did you catch him as soon as you heard that the boy had half a treasure map on him?" ”

"It's just you playing on the subject," Other began to sway, looking for an excuse for the prevarication, "maybe it's all a coincidence." ”

"Well, maybe the bow and arrow also happened to be invented yesterday." Brandt pressed step by step.

"What do you want me to do?" The commander spread his hands in desperation and looked at Brant in annoyance, "To question an old fellow who has been with me for twenty years? Just because of a word or two from you, the so-called prince? Besides, you don't have anything real to show me, and a dagger alone doesn't mean anything. ”

"Then you'd better be prepared if Horst instigates his men to question you," Brandt looked out of the tip of his nose mockingly, "and from the first sight I knew he was a forgetful villain, and I suspect that his two big eye bags were full of gold coins." ”

"That's enough," Osser was about to end the conversation, "you just want me to distance myself from Horst, I can talk to him, but don't even think about the mercenary group, I don't want to offend Queen Deanna, it doesn't mean that others don't dare, if I cut out your tongue and throw it at the other mercenary groups, they will be happy to have two more camp prostitutes." ”

"Oh," said Brandt, with his mouth wide open in astonishment, "it seems that I am right, and you still have a good heart—no wonder you can't make it back in your hometown." As far as I know, the city-states of Ale are mixed, and various forces are fighting each other, and even the morning air is filled with a turbulent current of magic. Tell me how you were forced to leave, whether it was the ruined in the family who owed usury, or whether you killed a big man who shouldn't have been killed, oh, I see," the prince blinked deliberately and incomprehensibly, "you slept with the ugly daughter of the lord of the city-state, and the lord was furious and wanted to hunt you down!" Then burst into laughter.

Other glared at him, ignoring the prince's ridicule, and got up and walked out of the tent.

Obviously, this is a person who knows what to be angry about and what to put up with.

Brandt looked thoughtfully at the back of the departing commander, and sincerely hoped that this man would be of use to me

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