Caesar, of course, did not agree.

He had made a lot of preparations for his visit to the Northlands, not only for revenge and the slaughter of the Blanches, but also for the longer term, to seize the reign of Kaki Territory.

Therefore, for several people in power in the Brando family, Caesar must have asked the shapeshifters to observe them first, and they can completely imitate them before they break out.

Otherwise, once it is done, the black dragon will not be able to guarantee the integrity of the enemy's corpse, and perhaps bring back a pile of coke, no matter how strong the ability of the shapeshifter is, it will not be able to restore and imitate a pile of carbide.

Now he occupies the absolute initiative, and the Brando family has a request for him, so Caesar is qualified to make demands and conditions, try to avoid those who do not have, and strive to solve the matter at one time.

What he didn't know was that this crisp refusal inadvertently avoided a big hole for himself.

And after being rejected by the Earl of Targaryen, within two days, Naina Brando came to the door again.

He first apologized tactfully, apologizing for his previous outrageous demand, and then said that he had persuaded his father that His Excellency Targaryen was from a foreign country, and that the rights of guests should be protected.

In the end, Naina stated that Count Brando was willing to give his friend enough trust to allow Targaryen to lead his servants to the meeting.

Succeed with flying colors.

When everything was ready, Caesar boarded a luxurious carriage with the forest elves, while Naina chose to travel on horseback, changing into a pair of bright armor and a long cloak buckled behind him, which was dotted with vast black fields, quite a bit of lordship.

Behind them were a long line of shapeshifter minions and a guard of Brand's soldiers, who were responsible for protecting their respective masters, and rode together to the front line.

However, even without stopping and without touching the ground, the long journey lasted a full three days, which can be called a long time, and if it were not for Luna's small talk, Caesar's journey would have been tedious to death.

At first, he thought that the Brande family would arrange some robbers and robbers to block the way, raid and try something, but none of them appeared, and the journey was unexpectedly peaceful, and in the midst of a quiet journey, they finally arrived at the camp of the Kaki army in the evening of the third day.

"It's too slow."

Caesar sighed in his heart, and he estimated that if this journey were to fly, he would not even need three bells.

In fact, the main reason is that this road is not easy to walk, don't think that the roads of the northern countries can develop to what extent, here are all the trails that are hard to grind out by horseshoe ruts, and occasionally there will be farmers who are ordered to weed it is already good, and there is no need to mention the rugged and bumpy roads.

According to Naina, the commander's tent was not actually in the army camp, but in another secret place, so after crossing the camp of the Kaki army, the troops followed the embankment through the filthy black marsh and poured into the other side of the river, winding for miles before finally reaching their destination.

Along the way, night had fallen, and a large area of charged dark clouds was surging, adding a solemn and cold atmosphere to the early arrival of the night.

The galloping horses stopped, the soldiers were silent, and the servants hurried forward to open the side door and lead the nobles out of the car.

Accompanied by Naina, Caesar stepped into the lord's tent, and before he could say a word, the first thing he saw was Count Brando, who was hunched over the long table and looked at the map.

Tyne Brando.

The Count was only fifty-four years old, but he looked to be at least sixty years old, and the short straight hair of the fresco he had seen the day before was gone, and he bowed his head, his yellowish and wrinkled forehead joined together with his head, and only the remnants of hair were left behind the ear skull; The Count was dressed in the simplest of civilian clothes, with a black leather coat and a black fleece lining, and black iron boots, all black.

In contrast, Roy, who was still pacing on the sidelines, was more commanding, nearly thirty years old, with a neatly trimmed beard, meticulously combed hair, a helmet and armor, a knight's sword for decoration at his waist, and a ribbon tied to the button on his chest, on which the Brando family's gray lion family crest was depicted.

In addition to the two, there were four personal guards standing in the four corners of the wide tent, all dressed in light armor and holding long swords in their hands at all times.

Count Brando and Roy looked up and watched Caesar come in, without moving a single step, as if their feet were nailed to the ground, staring at Caesar as Caesar was staring at them.

"Father."

Naina, who was more gentle and friendly by the contrast, was the first to break the brief silence, and he took two steps forward: "May I introduce you to this Earl of Targaryen, my most respected friend, who has a warm heart and is willing to help the Brandos in times of crisis. ”

"Welcome to Kaki, Your Excellency."

As he spoke, Count Tyne Brando smiled at last, bowed to Caesar, and said, "Your Excellency is willing to lend a hand, and we will never forget this friendship." ”

As he spoke, he motioned for Caesar to sit down, and arranged the guests in an armchair, while the Count himself sat in his seat facing the entrance to the tent.

Naina and Roy sat down in the same way.

As Caesar sat down in that armchair, he deliberately concealed his face in the shadow of the tent curtain, so that he could hide some of the slight changes in his expression.

Originally, in his plan, he only had to enter the camp tent, let the shapeshifter servants behind him stare at the Brandos twice, and after taking a thorough note of their faces, he would directly tear them apart.

But Caesar sat down instead, drank a cup of warm tea, and did not act as immediately as planned.

Because this guy sensed something was wrong.

Comprehensive combat capability verification: 45~51.

The usual value, which belongs to the normal category of human elite soldiers, is two points stronger than Hogg's gnolll cubs, which is not surprising, but now it is abnormal: this value appears on Roy.

It's better to say if it's the first time we meet, but Caesar clearly remembers that Roy was an ordinary nobleman who was neither trained nor proficient in spellcasting, and seven years ago, the young nobleman's combat ability was obviously only ten!

Why, the young nobles at the beginning can barely compete with the knights now?

Something is wrong.

If it is said that the reckless battle seven years ago made Roy realize that his ability was insufficient, he trained hard and was talented, and he reached the level of elite soldiers by leaps and bounds, but he could barely get through-

What is the explanation for Tyne Brando, an elderly Earl in his sixties, who is also in this category of aptitude?

You must know that Naina, who is next to Caesar, has only seven abilities, and the difference is so huge that it can be called subversive.

Could it be that this earl's eldest son is the only scrap wood in the Brando family?

No, something must have gone wrong.