Of course, it wasn't so much that the young man would do something to them, but that the riots here would definitely attract the city lord's guards, and none of them would be able to escape. Although they were not spies or saboteurs, it did not help the guards, and they were bound to cause a lot of trouble and probably a lot of money.

At the thought of spending money, Adney felt that the young man had a somewhat disgusting face: did that guy have the brains to dare to cause trouble in this place, or in a moment he would know how terrible the damn old fox lord in this place was.

Although the young man was a little strong, he should not be the opponent of that guy.

Adney couldn't help but feel a little frightened when she thought of the old guy's left and right hands that her group had encountered. Of course, such thoughts may manifest themselves.

She barely pulled an embarrassed smile on her face, and smiled silly at the phoenix fire not far away.

"Nine Phoenix nobles," she thought to herself, "a guy who is not diligent in his four bodies and does not distinguish between grains." ”

But out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw that the guards patrolling outside the inn were walking in this direction, her heart jumped slightly, and she hurriedly lowered her voice and said to her companions: "Let's go, that guy hasn't noticed this side yet, let's sneak out first." ”

"Captain," the elf grabbed her arm, "and so on." ”

"Oh my God, Naquil, let it go, are you crazy?" Adene was about to stun her companion, Naquil was the elven archer of the team, a desert ranger in the Rosa region before joining Ra's Wings, she had always thought he was a calm, sane person, synonymous with reliability and peace of mind compared to the other muscular brains in the team, and she almost liked each other a little.

But at this point, she felt like she was going to retract her assessment of this stupid guy - what the hell was this guy thinking?

"Captain. The young man ......," Naquil whispered.

"I know, he's in trouble." Adney interrupted the damn wooden head impatiently, "But we don't want to get involved in this, you know, Naquil." ”

She had seen the innkeeper greeting the waiters, who had been here for more than a month. Adney already knew that the unpleasant old guy was behind the inn.

That is, the lord of the city here in Rosalin.

That's not good, you have to get out of it quickly.

Naquil shook his head, his deputy head is good at everything, but he is too impatient and too utilitarian, but if it weren't for this, the head of the group would not have arranged for him to join this team.

He is the Eye of the Falcon of the Rosa Desert, and he will not leave the Holy Land easily, if it were not for that thousand-year prophecy. How did you come all the way to this place?

Rosalin is more prosperous than the Great Desert, but underneath the prosperity is a decadence, far less vibrant and clean than the oasis in the desert.

To be honest, as a golden elf, he doesn't really like human society very much.

However, he still tugged at the hand of his deputy leader, and glanced at the other desert knights dressed as adventurers, signaling them to stop them, who were somewhat out of state.

"Captain, look at his sword."

It's a pity that those muscles and brains are as stubborn as ever. Didn't react at all, in fact they were still watching the fun. Marvel at the strength of that young man. Naquil couldn't help but sigh and had to speak.

"What sword?" Adney subconsciously glanced over there.

Brando held Odysfis, the tip of his longsword flowing with golden flame streaks pointed at Instalon's jaw, so to speak, on the tip of his somewhat pale chin.

As soon as his sword-holding hand flicked forward, the future star of Madara would be removed from this world.

Seriously speaking, he and this genius general who is destined to be famous in the future can indeed be regarded as a deep hatred. But for some reason, after teaching the other party a lesson when he had no power to fight back, he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

The wooden floor of the inn had become a deep pit, and the planks had broken and sunk downward, from the center of which Instarong had risen on his knees. The frivolous look on his face finally faded, and his eyes flashed with soul fire, and he quietly met Bran's eyes.

“…… I didn't expect the lord to hate us so much, I heard you were in Buchi at the time? The young man sighed: "It is also karma to meet Your Excellency here, I consider myself unlucky, and I have no complaints, Lord Earl, you just have to do it, my only request is to please give me the dignity I deserve in the next one-"

"You don't deserve anything, but you don't have to be responsible for the hatred of the undead and humans." Brando lowered his sword, stepped forward, grabbed Instarong by the collar and lifted him from the ground. This future genius general of Madara, as if his strength had grown by leaps and bounds in these days, had faintly shown signs of elemental enlightenment, but he still couldn't move in the slightest in Brando's hands.

"Tell me, how did you end up in this place? Has the second invasion of Madara begun? Is Tagus also around here? ”

"Looks like your lordship, the Second War hadn't broken out when you left Eruin?" Instaron stared at him in some surprise and replied with difficulty, "Oh, by the way, your lord was on an expedition to the Cruz Empire, so you expected us to invade Eruin?" ”

He couldn't help but look at Brando's gaze with curiosity.

"I always thought that Your Excellency was just a little bold and lucky, but now it seems that it was a mistake not to report carefully to Your Majesty about the battle of Tonigel at that time...... In this way, Eruin's greatest threat to the empire may not be the ambitious eldest son, but Your Excellency. ”

Brando, full of dissatisfaction with this guy's nonsense, threw it out with a wave of his hand. The latter snorted and slammed into the corner, then got up with a wry smile, wiped his nose and looked at him:

"So it seems that Your Excellency doesn't even plan to leave me with the last dignity?"

"Dignity is earned by oneself, not given by others," Brando began, "You are a genius in the Land of Sorrows, so tell you why you are in this place?" ”

"Of course, it's for Your Majesty."

Instaron twisted his neck with difficulty, but replied without concealment.

"You're the liaison with the ghost car?" Brando suddenly reacted and asked.

Instarong looked at him with some surprise, "You guessed it?" His gaze then fell on the phoenix fire not far away, and only then did he reveal a hint of understanding.

"It seems that His Excellency the Lord did not hesitate to come to Jiufeng in person in order to sabotage His Majesty's plan, I have always suspected that what you did in Tonigel was somewhat aimed at us, but unfortunately Tagus did not agree with me, thinking that it was just my wishful thinking."

He smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect this ridiculous premonition to come true." ”

Brando was stunned, he didn't expect that this future star of Madara's had been paying attention to him, and he didn't know whether to be happy or happy for a while.

However, he really didn't come to Jiufeng to target Madara, if he hadn't come to this place by mistake, he really didn't know that Madala also had so much dirt in Jiufeng.

However, he didn't debunk it, and only asked, "Why didn't you participate in the Second War of the Black Roses?" ”

"What was the Second War of the Black Roses?" Instaron's somewhat handsome face was slightly stunned, and then he reacted and asked puzzledly, "Why did I participate in the Second War of the Black Roses?" ”

"I thought that the person with the mercury staff had absolute trust in you, you should have had the opportunity to become the commander of this war, so who is the current commander?"

The depths of Instaron's pupils shrank slightly, the relationship between his family and the family of Tagus and the Supreme One was an absolute secret in the Hall of Winter, he didn't know how the other party learned about it, but this was definitely the first time, and the other party's words shook his mind a little.

"The current commander should be Rhaedios."

"Apocalypse? The Red Knight? ”

"You even know that?" Instaron was really shocked this time: "How well do you know about us?" ”

Brando ignored him, wondering what was wrong. Theoretically, Instaron should have been in Eruin at this time, and the Second War of the Black Roses was the era when he began to shine, but he appeared in Jiufeng at this time, and instead it was Thunderous who replaced him as the front-line commander.

His mind continued to diverge, and he couldn't help but think of that Thunderios, the Red Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, whose command style was not as agile as Instalon, and whose historical achievements were as high. With him in place of Instarong to command the war against Eruin, presumably the burden on Her Royal Highness the Princess and Freya should be lighter than in history, and with the power he has developed in Valhalla, Eruin should have a great chance this time.

Even if the second war still ended in a draw, or if the kingdom suffered a slight loss, as long as it could drag on until the third war, then he could at least be sure that Eruin would have the strength to fight.

Thinking of this, Brando felt that it might not be a good thing for him to meet Instarong here, and his mind was much calmer. Coming back to his senses, he looked at Instarong and continued to ask:

"Where's Tagus, he's already your deputy, right?"

"You ......"

Instarong was about to say something, but it was at this moment that an exclamation came from the other side of the hall, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The voice seemed a little incredulous, as if it had blurted out:

"Naquil, quick, slap me! Pull the god above, is that really the sword of the sun god? ”

…… (To be continued......)