"Hey! They quarreled! Vanessa watched the two Andy in front of him gradually merge together, the boy looked very excited, it seems that he had done this more than once, "The guy who shot the arrow at me handed over a dagger, they quarreled even more, I wanted to continue watching, but a patrol mercenary came over and I had to run away." ”

"You've done a great job," Vanessa patted Andy on the shoulder, "thank you." She gave the boy a glass of wine, which had come from Khorst's tent. Then he turned to Brandt and said, "Look, what I'm saying, as soon as you enter Osser's barracks, Horst will assume that you have made an alliance. ”

"What a villain's heart," the prince traced something on the table, "this is much better than Other, ah, damn it, what a pen this is!" "The maroon paper was filled with countless ink spots of various sizes by the prince, who had not mastered his strength.

"Hmm, are you going to dye this paper black?" Vanessa paced to the prince's side and frowned, "I really don't see that you are so handy with a sword, but you can't control a quill." ”

"I'd rather fight with Other!" Brandt slammed the pen hard, "Until he is subdued, when the sword is on his neck, I will do whatever I ask him to do!" ”

"You know that's not my purpose." Vanessa calmly looked at the angry prince, "I want to build a guard loyal to me, this mercenary group is the foundation, I must purge those impure blood before taking over, even if there are only ten people left, I will ensure that these ten people are completely loyal and reliable." Andy," the princess turned to the noble boy, "from now on you are in charge of teaching him to spell." ”

"Okay!" The boy happily accepted the new task, but the prince clutched his head and screamed, "You might as well kill me!" ”

"I will." Vanessa shoved Brant away from the table, relaid a piece of paper, and said to Andy, "Now tell me about the terrain near the castle where you live, and I'll draw it." "Since Horst is convinced of the treasure, he has planned to lead those greedy people into the trap. Brandt and I are outlanders, and only Andy can help here, so it seems that helping him is the right choice.

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The western sky resembles a golden-purple tapestry, and the clouds bloom with bright red brilliance. The empty field on the edge of the town where the mercenary camp was located also shimmered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the edges of the tents were faintly red, and the bloody shadows spread between the cracks of the fallen stone pillars, heralding the arrival of another cruel night.

Vanessa's restorative technique caused Horst to get back on his feet, causing a gentian sunflower in front of his tent to explode blood-like sap, but luckily it was getting late and the others didn't notice. The map that the princess gave to Horst did not indicate the exact location of the treasure, but only gave a rough indication of the direction, in order to make sure that the blind fellows who were blinded by the treasure did not kill the guide halfway.

Brandt still disagrees with Vanessa's approach, he thinks it's normal for people to be greedy, and it's not normal to have a pile of gold in front of you and not want to take what you have.

"Actually, you can put up a notice to recruit troops," the prince leaned against a palm tree and watched Vanessa sort out the magic talisman and potions, "Is it necessary to let those innocent soldiers die for the benefit of not being able to exist at all?" ”

"It's just a test, and if you can't pass it, you can only consider yourself unlucky." Vanessa tightened the black blindfold on her eyes, which Brant got from the quartermaster, wearing it can effectively hide the princess's beauty, making her look dangerous and domineering, "If I recruit troops with great fanfare, my identity will soon be revealed, do you think Corman on Eternal Island is here to show favor to me?" ”

"It's good to be vigilant at all times." The prince nodded, hugging his arm around his chest to make him look more like a scoundrel, "But it's unfair that you're deliberately stirring up the greed of the soldiers. ”

"There is never fairness on the road to power." Vanessa looked at Brant pitifully, as if asking: Did you know me for the first day? "When greed overshadows the fear of death and allows it to dictate its actions, that's beyond what I could ask of the guard."

"I know what you're asking for," Brant shrugged, "what you want is a group of admirers who love you with all their hearts and are willing to die for you." It sounded sour, but Vanessa wasn't disgusted.

"Followers. I want followers, a group of followers who believe that I can give them a better life. The princess looked into Brant's eyes earnestly, and after a second she resumed her playful tone, "But before my charisma touches their souls, I do need an admirer like you." ”

"Well, I'd like to hear your plans, and at least tell me how an admirer should serve you." Brandt gracefully spread his arms and made a gentlemanly salute.

"I don't need you to be part of the fight," Vanessa shoved a silver fork into her boots, "Your job is to keep Oter and stay with him every step of the way." ”

"Then you're misusing me." Brandt walked towards the door, "If you want to give Horst a false impression, the best thing to do is for me to get him to fight." ”

"They know your magic, but I don't know theirs," the princess said, turning to look at the prince, "I can't risk your life." ”

Brandt retracted the wandering wreckage, and a wave of emotion filled his heart

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