"All things are one?" Hearing this answer, Roman raised his chin and thought for a moment, "I seem to have heard Brando say, it's a cult, right?"

Bai Mist looked at Viscount Begnin on the ground expressionlessly, "The nihilistic thinks that a qiē is meaningless, there is a serpent named 'Ouroboros' above the world, the world is a reincarnation, the short order is followed by a long chaos, and they have been in existence since before the battle of the Sages......"

Viscount Begnin was stunned by this statement, under the suppression of the Four Great Temples, mortals believed that the Society of All Things is One was synonymous with the cultists, and few people knew about their history and teachings.

He couldn't help but stare at the white mist with wide eyes, and asked loudly, "Since you know the truth of the world so well, why don't you join us, you know...... Our goal is noble!"

But Miss Bai Wu said that he was nailed to the ground: "All things are one, all things return to the ring, and all complex things must return to nothingness, I didn't expect that there are still people who believe this nonsense today, mortals are really ignorant." ”

"No, it's not nonsense!" Viscount Begnin roared.

"Roman, give him a hammer." After thousands of years of knowledge, Bai Wu has no interest in reasoning with mortals, especially since the other party has nothing to do with her, and power is the best truth.

"Howler!"

"Don't, ahhh Lord Viscount screamed, tears and snot flowed for a moment, and he stared at the two female demons with a panicked expression, not figuring out who the cultists were.

"Proceed to the question below."

The merchant lady waved her hammer and asked in a good time, "So you are the third party force in this chess game?" But at the same time, you are manipulating the course of the situation. The human heart is shallow, and everything you do is manipulated by will, just like a businessman who pursues profit, and what you do. And what is the purpose?"

"......" Viscount Begnin was silent for a moment, and his gaze touched the glittering mace and couldn't help but shudder: "Of course it's to subvert Eruin." ”

Roman turned around, and Miss White Mist yawned: "Half-truth." The most true lies that mortals have ever told are seven parts truth and three parts falsehood, but they don't know that lies are all to cover up the truth, and lies are contrary to the truth. ”

"So the three lies are just to mislead, and on the other hand, under the purpose of subverting Eruin, the actions of the One Everything must have its core interests. Right?" The merchant lady nodded approvingly.

Viscount Begnin stared at Roman as if he had seen a ghost: "...... Y-You're playing dumb?"

Before he finished speaking, he was already hit head-on, and in the screams of the Viscount, Roman corrected him seriously: "Roman is the first-class businessman in the world in the future, this is called great wisdom and foolishness. A sucker. ”

Bai Wu looked at the poor creature with a pair of dead fish eyes, shook his head and thought to himself, in fact, this time you guessed correctly, this guy is a stupid person, but he has a pair of eyes that can directly see the essence of people's hearts.

The witch's existence is in itself to play with people's hearts. Like she said before. No one can resist their own **.

Roman clapped his hands, looked at Viscount Begenin and asked, "What do you want to do, say it." ”

Viscount Begnin had a sad look on his face, and he tried his best to keep his mouth shut. But he couldn't escape his own heart, and he slowly opened his mouth in the midst of the difficult struggle.

"Jogandigan."

……

Sanir brought Antitina off the ship before nightfall. Rush to the princess's army. It's just that the arrival of Miss Staff brings a lot of headache news for Brando - little Roman is missing again!

Brando's head was suddenly as big as a fight.

Recently, the eldest lady of the merchant has been doing well, and even he thinks that the other party has 'reformed his ways' and put away her troublesome whims. But I didn't expect it to be a blink of an eye. Our eldest lady has sprouted again!

If Brando had any idea at the moment, it would be to take the little guy who was wandering around and spanking him hard. But it's a pity that this matter can only be thought about, not to mention that Antitina brought back another piece of information, that is, the words that Roman said when he finally left.

Brando knew very well that although Roman always had some unbounded ideas in his head, her hunch was always accurate. Whether it was in Buchi or in the Yongge Forest, not to mention that the merchant lady had also shown amazing insight in her previous adventures.

Not to mention that she now has another identity: the inheritor of the Witch King.

Brando quickly calmed down, he didn't know if Roman was still in Ampesel at this time, but he could only hope that the Witch King would protect her heir a little better. And according to Antitina's description, Roman should have a pact spirit by his side.

In Amber Sword, the Covenant spirit is similar to the witch's enchanter, but far more advanced than the enchanter. The spirit of the pact is actually between the spirit of nature and the low-ranking gods, most of them have existed in this world for thousands of years, and have a wealth of knowledge and experience, and the spirit of the pact left by the king of witches is obviously only more outstanding.

Although the Merchant's eldest lady seems to be a little stupid on weekdays, Brando knows that she is actually very shrewd, and there has never been a dull-minded person who can make a difference in the businessman's journey. With the addition of a pact, she should be aware of most contingencies, and Brando can only comfort herself.

There was a silent silence between the two for a while.

"Lord, I'm sorry, I ......" Antitina couldn't help biting her lower lip, she took in Brando's worried look in her eyes, and said in her heart that it was impossible without a trace of jealousy. It's just that except for Freya, there is probably no one who knows Roman's place in Brando's mind better than her.

The eldest lady of the merchant has a kind of free and easy that is detached from a qiē. As if she wasn't supposed to belong in this world, and Brando was the only link that connected her to the world, and she loved Brando. Anyone could see it, but only Antitina understood that this liking was free from the shackles of a qiē.

Miss Merchant, who could even abandon this world for the sake of Brando. More than once she saw in those black and white eyes such a simple truth: because for her. Brando is more important.

Emphasis on justice, kindness, ethics and morality.

Antitina's eyelids drooped, and she asked herself more than once. But she may be able to give up her life for Brando, but there are some deep-rooted things that cannot be changed. If one day Brando chooses to be the enemy of the world, will she be able to stand up for him and kill all the people who oppose him?

If he had become a tyrant and reneged on his oath today, would she still be able to follow him without hesitation?

Although this was only a hypothesis, Antitina knew that she could not do it. She may choose to go to the end of her life in agony. But Roman will become the tyrant's wife with bloody hands.

She understands this deeply.

Because there are two people in this world who are so similar, Antitina looked at her lord. She finally shook her head when she saw Brando, and said in relief, "It's okay, it's okay to let her suffer a little." ”

This sentence pulls Antitina back to reality from her illusion. She let out a heavy breath and quickly regained the true colors of the first staff member beside Brando: "But what did Miss Roman say?"

"Traps?" Brando smiled, "I've already encountered it, the temple has set us up a big game, but unfortunately it still fell short in the end. ”

Antitina breathed a sigh of relief. She was still wearing the long skirt she wore when she got on the boat, and at this moment she came across the sea before she had time to rest and find her lord directly, and at the moment her whole body was wet, although the long skirt was heavy and she didn't worry about going away, but she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for a while.

Brando glanced at her. The wet hair is still stuck to the forehead of the aristocratic daughter, which is really uncomfortable for the most beautiful girl. Antitina was also born into the nobility. He was also a little moved in his heart, and couldn't help asking, "Do you want to go and change your clothes first?"

Antitina's face flushed slightly. Shaking his head, he replied with the decency of a staff member, "Your Excellency must have something urgent to come to me in such a hurry." I don't have anything, I might as well listen to it first. ”

That's true.

Brando nodded, and he glanced in the direction of the forest. It was already completely dark, and below the hills behind him, the Acropolis Bunoan was blazing—according to the inferences of the non-commissioned officers, the Blackblade Legion had probably just passed through that area at this time.

But there's not much time left for them.

He gestured, and several young men immediately approached with a swarthy object. It was clearly part of a much larger metal device; Antitina couldn't help but frown at the sight of it, it was clear that the thing had not been dismantled with due courtesy, and she was almost certain that the young men had simply smashed it down.

That's part of the magic crucible.

To be exact, the core part, the core of the furnace's mana transmission device. This was Antitina's specialty, and she recognized at a glance that it was quite old, one of the first models from about half a century ago, though it would take a closer look to tell which one was to be discerned.

In Antitina's memory, these models of magic furnaces were probably introduced by Eruin from the Cruz Empire, and there are many places where there are such old behemoths. Local lords would use them to smelt steel, and the core components of these magic furnaces were worth a lot of money decades ago, but they shouldn't be worth a lot of money now.

Of course, it's still much better than Toniger's old forge.

She couldn't help but look up at Brando in curiosity, not understanding what the lord was doing to show her such a thing. The staff lady suddenly remembered that Charles had said before that his lord had lived in poverty in his early years, and seemed to have a habit of taking sheep and robbing the rich to help the poor.

Antitina didn't believe it at first, but now she believes it a little. It's just that the way to disassemble these things is wrong right now, almost all of them are broken, she can't help but shake her head and sigh, if only she had arrived earlier.

"My lord, I'm afraid it will be difficult to repair these things, even if they are repaired, the cost is far more expensive than buying another one." She observed Brando's face and replied carefully word by word.

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, Brando was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to react, "No, no, you misunderstood." Antitina, I didn't ask you to fix them, and if they do, it would be troublesome, and it would have taken me a long time to find a way to remove them. ”

"Huh?" Antitina was also stunned, she stared at Brando dumbfounded: "Lord Lord, this is what you smashed...... Demolished?"

"Exactly, not only that, but I need you to disassemble them further."

"Why?"

"As you can see, there are dozens of them here because they're so cumbersome—those nobles are really rich—but we can't carry so many big guys around." Brando replied as a matter of course.

"Ah......" The nobleman's daughter suddenly reacted: "Your lord, you want it." ”

"Exactly," Brando nodded, "There's quite a bit of the core scrap of the mana transmission device here, well, I'll admit that I turned them into 'scrap', anyway, how many disintegrating crystals can you make." ”

He replied as he looked up at his staff. And this is the real reason why he insisted on attacking the Bunoan area.

Antitina stared at her lord with a strange expression, which seemed to her to feel a little unprofessional.