"Ignorant?" Wren sneered, he waved the knife in his hand, "Don't think I don't know the dirty thoughts in the heart of that little white face! The bed bugs in the north are full of semen in their heads, how can they be okay?"

"Your Excellency, you may be a little prejudiced against the Northlanders......" Yarrow was interrupted by Wren before he could finish speaking.

"Don't contradict me!" Wren made the most of his rudeness, and he savagely put the knife on Yarrow's cheek, and said menacingly, "Otherwise, I'll make a hole in your face!"

"Wren!" Tarot reminded behind him, "let me finish my questions." ”

"Okay, please!"

"How long are you going to stay in Tallinn, in other words, when are you going to leave?" Tarot stared at Yarrow with an oppressive gaze.

"As a rule of thumb, our caravan will stay in Tallinn for two weeks, and when the goods are sold, we will start our return journey," Yarrow lowered his head, as if thinking about something, "but this year it may be longer." ”

"As you can see, Mr. Bran seems to have a crush on Miss Linna. Yarrow shrugged his shoulders.

That's what I'm worried about!" Tarot turned his head expressionlessly and said in an indifferent voice, "I'll just call him Mr. Bran, do you think that a merchant's son is qualified to marry the daughter of a duke?"

"Young people always believe in the nonsense that love can work miracles, although I don't think it's very likely, but ......" Yarrow sat up straight and smiled, "I don't think Mr. Bran will give up until he encounters a setback." ”

"This is the need for you to persuade your Mr. Bran," Tarot's voice suddenly lowered, "In Tallinn City and the whole continent, the position of a merchant can never be better than that of a nobleman, and if Mr. Bran has to learn from the frog in a fairy tale and delusionally want to get a noble swan, I don't mind using some means to sober him up!"

"You must know the name of the Teal family," Tarot continued, "Let's not mention how small the chances of your Mr. Bran marrying Miss Lina are, but I would like to warn you first of all that if Mr. Bran insists on staying away from Miss Lina, then he will not be favored by the Teal family." ”

What are the consequences of annoying the Teal family in Tallinn City?

The threat in Tarot's words is almost so thick that it has to be turned into substance.

"If I leave now, I can act as if nothing has happened," Tarot walked up to Yarrow, "If you have to stay and take advantage of that illusory possibility, I'm sorry to tell you that at least in Tallinn City, you don't have the power to compete with the Teal family." ”

is worthy of being a hereditary nobleman, even intimidating and threatening others, revealing a sense of elegance in and out of his words.

Yarrow lowered his head and was silent, pretending to be seriously thinking about Tarot's suggestion.

It is definitely impossible to leave, Lord Bran's plan is going very smoothly, and it is about to reach the final stage, and once he leaves, he will lose all his efforts, but as the other party said, if they refuse to leave, then in Tallinn City, the opponent's home field, they have much better resources and connections than themselves as outsiders.

If you annoy the other party and make a black hand on yourself one night, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find the body the next day.

What to do......

"I'll convey your meaning to Mr. Bran," Thinking about it, Yarrow decided to stabilize the situation first, "I'm sure that, as a businessman, Mr. Bran will consider your suggestion sensibly." ”

"I'll give you three days, and if after three days, your caravan hasn't left," Tarot said, squinting his eyes, "I'll personally send you back." ”

"Thank you for your kindness, please rest assured! Our family is still counting on the nobles of Tallinn to eat, how dare we offend the Azure family in Tallinn?" Yarrow smiled bitterly, pretending to accept his fate.

"Remember your words tonight, and I'll reconfirm in three days' time. ”

"You're not going to tell the Duke what happened tonight, are you?" Wren asked, licking his lips and in a fierce tone.

"As a businessman, I'm very strict. Yarrow laughed.

......

"Can you believe this guy's words?" Wren followed Tarot closely, turning his head to look at Yarrow who was still in the pavilion, "I always feel that this kid is hiding something from us." ”

"At least we can be sure that they are indeed from the Northlands, the accent of his speech cannot be changed, and there is indeed a caravan from Swan Castle in Tallinn," walking on the bluestone road of Norrington Castle, Tarot nodded at the oncoming guards, "Send someone to check tomorrow!"

"The merchant of Swan Castle actually wants to marry Miss Linna!" Wren sneered, "Do you want to change your origin by clinging to the Duke of Norrington?

"It's just that this guy's methods are more clever, and Miss Lina is fascinated by him. Tarot walked with a blank face.

Yarrow sighed, took out the silver flask from his coat pocket, opened the seal, and after pouring a few sips into his mouth, he rubbed his temples with some distress and muttered, "It seems that things are not as easy as originally planned." ”

Forget it, let's tell Master Bran what happened.

Anyway, the task of using one's brain to think about countermeasures has always been Lord Bran's.

The music coming from the hall suddenly became exciting.

Could it be that the Duke of Norrington has appeared?

Tarot gulped the last sip of the jug, burped, and walked out of the gazebo, ready to return to the hall.

A guard approached him.

Tarot frowned.

He sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The team's attire and weapons were unusual, but their steps were a little messy, and they were picking up speed as they got closer to Yarrow.

Why would a patrol team choose to accelerate when it does not encounter an emergency?

Yarrow put his hand into his arms.

Is it from the Teal family?

It's impossible, the other party has just negotiated with him, and it is impossible to turn his face in the blink of an eye.

The tarot slowly moved to the far left of the road.

He counted his steps that were getting closer and closer, and when the other party was still three meters away from him, the leader of the other party's team suddenly raised his head.

"Yarrow Tennier?"

"Huh?" Yarrow replied subconsciously, but then felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Yarrow Tennier is his real name, which means that he has already identified himself!

"Looks like you're right!"

A cold light sliced through the night sky unreasonably, and the sword with the blood groove stabbed directly into Yarrow's chest, leaving no strength at all.

The shot was with the idea of killing Yarrow.

Yarrow looked at the sharp blade that was close at hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he was stunned.

"Smack!"

A quarter of a second later, there was a faint cracking sound in the silent night sky.

"Dang!"

The blade fell limply to the ground.

"Really, can you figure it out before you do it," Yarrow looked helpless, his right arm was shrouded in black mist, and a tooth-aching cracking sound came, he waved his hand and threw the fragment of the sword body in his hand to the ground, the smile on his face gradually became cruel, he raised his right arm, but the palm that should have been a human hand was replaced by a hideous claw, "My identity, but Mr. Bran's guard." ”

"Magic ...... Demon Seed!"