The others around seemed to notice the anomaly between the two and stopped to look at them. Nimesis felt Brando's gaze and replied quietly, "I've heard of the beauty of the glittering sea—"

"You've heard people say ——?"

"Hmm." Nimesis nodded, and as if she no longer wanted to speak, she took off her cloak and hung it on the back of her chair, and turned back to sit upright with knightly etiquette.

Brando looked at her and stopped asking—but he knew it wasn't possible! He had seen it before, with the blue waters, the sun casting white-gold patches on the sea, and the white-brown peaks of the Kalanga Mountains reaching into the sky when the sea and the sky met.

But the memory at that time was like an old photograph that had faded and turned burnt, and he vaguely remembered the faces in the photograph, one of which was gradually becoming vivid, overlapping with the face of the female knight in front of him, as if it had been re-colored.

Brando's brow furrowed slightly, his mind was a mess, some trivial details that happened years ago, months ago, or even a few days ago were intertwined to form some plausible thoughts.

An idea that made him tremble slightly-

Senior Sister Bai Jia, is it really her? Did she recognize him? Or is it just the identity of the player? Should this be a temptation? Brando's fingers trembled nervously, his fingertips touching the smooth edge of the wooden plate every now and then, and he felt his throat run dry and his heart pounding.

The round table was silent, except for the whispers of Laurena and Filas.

Brando quietly looked in the direction of Nimesis, with a feeling of gain and loss. It feels plausible, both like and like not. Is this female knight really a senior sister - he wants to, because there is a feeling in the other party that he is familiar with. It's just that this feeling has a touch of strangeness.

What's more, Brando is very clear. If the other party is Senior Sister Bai Jia, it should definitely be more than the current strength. In the game, the senpai plays for a shorter time than him. But the achievements are far higher than him. The senior sister has a lot of experience, and she will never become a silent bystander after crossing over, if she is by the side of Her Royal Highness the Princess. That's going to use him against Anlek and Siphah.

But what's going on right now?

The glittering Kalanga Mountains, all too familiar to Brando. It was their first time on the sea, and everyone was shocked by the magnificent scenery of the Sea of Flashes, which was so kind that it was deeply imprinted in the depths of their memories and could not be forgotten at all. It seems to be the beginning of a story, because with that day, there will be a day of blood later.

All for the Eruin who left them with a memory-

He looked at Nimesis in a daze, but the female knight was at ease. "......" Brando opened his mouth and uttered the short syllable.

The abrupt bytes emitted syllables like a broken string in the silence, piercing the brief silence. Make everyone stop and look at them. Laurena also stopped talking to Firas in a whisper. Subconsciously look back.

But Brando didn't care about the gaze of others.

He just needed an answer.

He stared at the black-haired, shoulder-hanging, calm-faced female knight, and Nimesis's slender fingers trembled slightly: "...... Senpai? ”

It's just a subtle movement—

But it was as if Brando's heart had been stabbed with a dagger. It caused the blood vessels all over his body to constrict. At that moment he felt a suffocating tingling sensation, and then the blood flowed back, giving him a brief tinnitus.

Two lives have passed, and he never imagined that he would meet again the person who had changed him the most, and let him understand from his cold, selfish personality what companionship, enthusiasm and love were.

He stared at Nimesis's purple eyes, waiting for an answer.

But Nimesis looked up and looked at him calmly, with some doubt in her eyes.

Deathly silence.

It took at least ten seconds for Firas to break the silence in confusion, and he asked with some curiosity, "Plus...... Joints? What does that mean, Lord Earl? The dialect of Eruin? ”

The bright glow burning in Brando's eyes faded for a moment, "No. He replied with some bitterness, he took a soft breath, and finally managed to squeeze out a smile: "Gasuja, a city in the kingdom of Lubik, I mean you can see the same scenery there after leaving the Sea of Lights." ”

"Really?"

Firas looked interested: "The kingdom of Lubik, I have heard of that place, is a silver desert, and you can see crescent-shaped sand dunes from the sea, one after the other. There are also mountains that go straight into the clouds? ”

“…… Where there's land, there's a mountain, and a little further south you can see it......," Brando replied dryly.

He suddenly felt something keenly, and when he turned around, Nimesis looked at him with some surprise. The two looked at each other for only a moment, but the female knight quickly turned her head and stopped paying attention to this side.

Brando was slightly stunned, and there were some doubts in his heart. He kept a suspicious eye on Nimesis while dealing with Firas's exuberant curiosity, but the latter never looked back.

It's as if the previous qiē was nothing more than an illusion.

Brando's heart was a little melancholy, and he couldn't help but feel down.

The past is gone, and the rest is just wishful thinking on his part. Clever as Laurena and Medisa, they were keenly aware of the change, and they immediately diverted the conversation at the table to something else, each believing that Brando's familiarity with the place might be an unforgettable memory here—after all, everyone has their own secrets, and the two wise ladies kept silent in tacit agreement.

During this time, only Freya saw that Brando's mistake was awkwardly concerned, but was perfunctory by the latter. The mercenary girl leaning on the Azure Spear sat in a corner and watched this scene, but she always just watched silently.

Only Firas was very smug and gossiped with Brando without saying a word. The son of Prince Cruz seemed to regard Brando as his hardest friend after he handed over the first touch of prey to him. Charles laughed at this, only subtly diverting the conversation when Brando felt a little annoyed by this guy.

On the side, Lorenna looked at this scene and held her forehead a little, her fiancé was really stupid.

The magic hourglass, placed in the center of the inn lobby, traveled about a third of the way. It was almost an hour past a dull hour, when the sun had receded above the lake, casting the shade of the trees through the windows on the maple nailed floor. Lunch, which had been nearly four hours late, was finally served.

Overly fat venison, crumpled bread, salt-baked salmon as black as smoked meat, fish soup with red beans and the only thing that catches the eye.

Although Brando knew that there could be nothing good in such an obscure inn, he couldn't help but frown when he saw these foods on wooden plates that seemed to be long past their expiration date—how long had it been since he had been separated from his hunting career in Amber Sword?

He looked up at the sweaty bald boss, but fortunately, the other party was not useless, and he really got a jar of honey in addition to fruit wine and goat's milk. Honey was not common in this era, and it was a luxury on the table of the aristocracy. In addition, Brando knew that there were no beekeepers in the area of Upper Reshallow Water, so this jar of honey Brando guessed that it was probably wild honey from the hunter's house.

The boss nodded and looked at him - such a respectful attitude was certainly not only because of his identity, Brando was well aware of the other party's intentions, which was understandable, and of course he was true to his word. He put away the mess of his mind and gestured to the silver elf princess beside him.

Medisa immediately took out the money bag and asked Brando to grab a handful of gold coins from it. Brando looked up, stared at the bald innkeeper, and threw the gold coins in front of him with a 'bang' - it wasn't that he was trying to force it, but Brando knew that it was the most effective way to deter these philistines who had been working in the market for a long time.

Huang Chengcheng's gold coin reflected the boss's brain even brighter, and he was really shocked by Brando's hand; It's not that he hasn't seen so much money, it's just that a generous guest like Brando is the only one he's ever seen in his life.

There are thousands of tors on the ground, which is almost half a month's operating income for him.

"I will do what I say, as long as you do what I command, I will not be stingy," Brando replied lightly, "We are here to hunt a special batch of prey this time, do you have any news of the hunters in the town?" ”

"Yes," the bald innkeeper became more and more respectful, and Brando, in his eyes, had already been elevated to a great nobleman from Ampesel and Kurke, and he was afraid of annoying the big people in front of him, so he replied respectfully, "Of course, my lord, Repulse Town is so big. There's no one in town I don't know about yet—except, of course, outsiders. ”

"Oh? You mean there's an outsider in town, you know? ”

The boss didn't dare to raise his head: "Almost, my lord." I don't dare to say that it is all in the middle, but it is still okay to say seven, seven, eight, eight. Caravans, adventurers, entering the town must find a place to rest, and a place like an inn, where information circulates quickly, is difficult to hide any secrets, my lord. ”

He doesn't need to say it, in fact, Brando also knows, but he just deliberately tricked the other party's words out, and what people say unconsciously is often the most authentic and credible: "Since you know the situation around you so well, how about you tell us about hunting at this time?" ”

"Your Excellency, you have chosen a great time. After the middle of the fire, the forest in the north will warm up a little, and then the winter will quickly enter the cold winter in the next two months. If you want to hunt, it's only a two-month window, my lord. The innkeeper looked like he knew everything.

……