"Trouble?"

Veronica tightened her fur coat, revealing the slender curves of the female legion, the light brown undertones of Cruz's winter uniform—the same shade as Cruz's famous brownstone. She walked over to Brando, passed him, lifted the felt, and glanced out with a wary look on her face—the icy wind howled in and sent shivers down the board of everyone in the tent. The lady put down the felt, turned her head, and said with a stern expression: "What you will tell you below, you can only listen with your ears, and keep your mouth shut for me, everyone is." ”

"There are 300 soldiers in this camp, but from today onwards, there is only enough food to last until next week."

Brando suddenly understood why Veronica was so serious, and if the news was to spread, he was afraid that it would cause a commotion. This is still the army brought by Veronica, which is the elite of the Cruz, and if it is the private soldiers of the nobles, it may not be impossible to cause a riot. Normally, an army participating in a war consumes two basic units of food a week, and the garrison is relatively small, and the military food reserve is less than four basic units, which means that an army that is still able to fight must consider whether to retreat. Less than two units, that's a situation that only happens if you need to stick to it. If there is less than one unit of the army and there is no rebellion, it either means that the commander has pressed the news too well, or that the army is very elite, or both.

However, Veronica participated in the last holy war, and is a long-established general of the Cruz, and with the title of goddess of war, she will never make a low-level mistake in this matter. Brando, however, seemed to immediately guess why the Cruz were in such a predicament, and asked with some understanding, "Is some of your food missing——? ”

"How do you know!?" Veronica jerked her head back, her frown furrowing at once, but she frowned again. "Do you know anything, Brando?" She asked, suspiciously.

"Don't you know what's going on in this snowy field? Didn't I ask Aloz to remind you? Brando was equally puzzled.

This snowfield is the lair of the damned frost dragon, and this kid happens to be a famous foodie, and he is very cowardly, and only steals food from travelers. It is skilled in this forest and on the shores of Lake Wallendon all year round. If the average person doesn't pay attention, it's easy to get hit. In addition to being proficient in this line of work, of course. This frost dragon itself is also a good hand at beating stuffy sticks and black knives. All in all. It will never go head-to-head with you.

If there are any insidious and despicable adjectives, then they must be made specifically for it.

"Aloz?" Veronica thought for a moment before remembering the delicate little girl who was traveling with Mephistopheles, but the only impression the latter left her was probably a stinky little face all day long, and she didn't understand how Brando could let a little girl carry such an important message to herself: "She? ”

When Brando saw Veronica's expression, she understood what good Aloz had done, no, she might have forgotten about it a long time ago. "That guy ......" he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, and that he should have let someone more reliable, like Antitina, come a long time ago.

Brando had to tell the rumor about the dragon on Lakeside Boulevard.

Veronica walked back to her place and glanced at the parchment map. Throw the hare pelt on the table - the table was actually made up of several boxes. "You're saying that the young dragon is the one who stole our food? But that's nearly two months' rations for 300 people. Three whole wagons. ”

"Dragons always have some mysterious spells, and if it deliberately hides its tracks, it won't be difficult for you not to find out." Brando is also a little helpless, if a dragon is determined to steal your things, it is really not easy to do.

"It's amazing that dragons would say that their noble spells are used for stealing, ...... It's a little different from what I read in the book. A girl in white in the corner suddenly said that Brando had actually noticed her early on, and that the girl had a cute baby face. He wears a white scholar's hat and his eyes are as blue as seawater. Dressed in a robe with two blood-red crosses on his shawl, and a pair of gray squirrel skin gloves, he held a thick book with a small brass cross ornament hanging from the end of the bookmark sandwiched between the pages.

"I'm sorry, I'm not questioning your words, I'm just curious—" Seeing Brando's gaze sweep over, the girl hurriedly explained with a smile.

"Who is this?" Brando read some confidence in the clear and transparent eyes of the other party, the girl was obviously not good at hiding her thoughts, and although she tried her best to be approachable, it still gave the Eruin present the feeling of being regarded as a barbarian.

This is the typical superiority of the Cruz aristocracy, but the superiority has not yet turned into arrogance, presumably a child who has left home for the first time.

"Shiduo, a descendant of the Marquis of Thun, is now studying at Saint-Ebonson. She's a smart kid and talented, Brando, you're going to love her. The wizards of the Mithril Society also took a fancy to her talent and hoped that she would enter the White Tower for further study. Veronica did not reprimand the girl's interjection, but looked at the other party with a pleased look and introduced, unabashedly pampering.

"St. Ebonson's College? Buga? Brando's heart flashed in his heart, it was indeed a great talent to be favored by the Silver People, and of course, he was lucky enough. He asked, "Marquis Thun?" Could it be Thun the Conqueror who crossed the sea on a dragon-headed warship and conquered Severian? ”

"It's the Ancestors." The girl's eyes lit up slightly, she probably didn't expect that there were also people among the Eruin who could tell the origin of their family, especially the legend of the ancestors' conquest of the Shevelian region has always been longed for by her, and it is also the pride of the family.

"This is to think of Eruin as an uncivilized area." Brando knew what she was thinking when she saw Shiduo's eyes. He glanced at the other party's attire, the cross on the white coat was the typical insignia of the Blood Cross - the Blood Cross was a prestigious organization of scholars in the territory of Cruz, somewhat similar in status to the Royal School of Geography in Eruin, but the Blood Cross would not have such a young member, presumably an honorary apprentice in name.

"And who is this?" Brando looked at the corner of the tent, he had already noticed the man who had been quiet and had not spoken, the other party was wearing a mink sewn coat, and under the coat was a military uniform, but the silver cuirass had no family crest on it, only an eagle emblem, which looked a little like a mercenary. It's just that the brand-new buckskin boots under the plaid trousers and the gems on the hilt of the sword prove that the other party's identity must be extraordinary.

It was a calm man, and as soon as Brando entered the tent, he was seen standing behind Veronica with Shiduo. But unlike the frivolous curiosity of another scholar, the older young man never spoke, but only looked at them with a sharp gaze in the dark, and his silence made Brando feel a military reticent.

But until this moment—

"Lenaret? Aurelius. "Before Veronica spoke. The young man replied loudly in a cold tone. As if I could be proud of this surname. When he had answered, he closed his mouth and resumed his previous silence.

It turned out to be you! When Brando heard the name, he thought to himself that the other party could indeed be proud of this surname, because it once belonged to a man named like an eagle, and the words associated with it were empire and supreme power, Emperor Xià.

But Brando's heart at this moment inevitably remembered Laurena and Filas strangely, for no other reason, because the other party was the eldest grandson of the bitter lord who was recklessly killed in Filas's dream, the Grantody the Great.

It is also the future emperor of His Majesty.

Brando also didn't expect a future legend to appear in front of his eyes, and he was still so young. He couldn't help but look at the other party more. As if noticing his look, Veronica had a playful smile on her face: "I don't need to introduce you now." Bub. ”

Brando smiled wryly, of course it didn't have to be. The Cruz nobles have an ancient tradition of sending their offspring out of the country for training, but this tradition has long been disrespected by most families, because of assassinations and accidents, too many excellent offspring have died in the experience, but the Cruz royal family is really courageous.

"Dragons are high in our mortal eyes, but they also have many quirks, as if they have an almost paranoid greed for wealth, as far as I know. This time we're going to face a timid young dragon. It doesn't make it a dragon to act stealthily. It's a character decision. Brando continued.

"Cowardly dragon, it's really interesting, the teacher is not wrong, only when you walk out of the door, you can see this complicated world clearly." Shiduo exclaimed with some amazement.

"Don't despise it for its timidity, dragons are formidable opponents no matter what. Even if it's just a young dragon, no matter how timid a person is, he dares to pinch an ant to death. Brando warned.

"That's right." Shiduo nodded politely at him.

"This guy ......" Brando was a little speechless.

Veronica heard what he was saying, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Brando, listen to you, can you find it?" ”

"I don't have the skills to track down dragons, that's the work of the elven dragon hunters of Esotuk, but I just happen to know where it's hiding." Brando smiled.

"Do you know where it's hiding?" Veronica's cyan eyes lit up suddenly, and she turned her head and couldn't help but praise heavily: "You really didn't disappoint me, little one, it seems that nothing can stump you?" ”

"You're wrong, I'm just a fluke, Jukou read the full text. Don't forget, I have a good relationship with the Grand Duke of Lantoni, and the Duke of Viero is not averse to an alliance with me, they are the masters of this place, and this young dragon has lived in this area for a short time, and the locals cannot know anything about it. Brando replied humbly.

However, Veronica seemed to be really overwhelmed by this incident, and she still looked at Brando with admiration: "Brando, you made me regret - I mean at your age, hey, it would be nice if you were willing to join the Cruz Empire." ”

"Aren't I standing with the Legion Elder now?" Brando's graciousness was a little overwhelming, but he couldn't have chosen to be a Cruz nobleman anyway, so he chuckled and cleverly digressed the subject.

"Hmph." Veronica snorted softly, dissatisfied with Brando's perfunctory answer, picked up the map on the table, shook the dust off it, and asked, "Where is that dragon, it seems that we need to catch it before it eats all our food." ”

"Legionnaire, are you going to leave now?" But compared to Veronica's ups and downs, Brando seems calmer.

"Huh?" Veronica looked back at him in confusion: "Of course, we can't drag it out anymore, and I don't know how long we can hide this matter." I have ordered a reduction in the rationing of food. But this is only a temporary strategy, and sooner or later someone will be able to guess it. ”

She stopped suddenly. "Brando, do you have anything else in mind?" he asked. ”

Brando nodded: "Actually, I brought you a piece of news. ”

"Message? Good or bad? If it's good news, sue me. If it's bad news, forget it. Enough bad news. Just let it go aside. Veronica paused for a moment, took out the wayward reply of the Legion Leader, and she walked behind the table and removed her longsword from the shelf.

Brando looked at the woman a little helplessly: "Before coming here, we found the trace of Anlek. ”

Veronica's hand froze for a moment. She clicked down her sword and turned back, her emerald green eyes shimmering, and she looked at Brando with some oddity and asked, "Are you here to bring me good news today, little one?" ”

"It seems that the Temple of Fire is indeed anxious about the fragments of this batch of portals." Brando looked at her, but replied to himself.

"You guy...... They. No, of course we are in a hurry. Do you know how much face the empire lost this time? There is also a part of your credit for this, don't be too complacent, someone will settle accounts with you. Veronica knew what was going on when she saw Brando smiling.

Brando glanced at the other two, and Leonarat sat there like a sculpture unmoved by his words to Veronica; And Shiduo held the book in both hands and looked at him with curiosity, in Cruz, Brando is also a household name at the moment.

Since the last jihad. Have the Cruz ever suffered defeats?

"Tell me, what the hell is going on." Veronica asked.

Brando then told the story of the Hunter Maiden. When she heard what happened to Peya, Veronica didn't show much sympathy on her face, but just said coldly: "Anlek is killing himself." ”

At last, she turned around and asked carefully, "You said that the girl had followed all the way to this vicinity, which means that her brother was still alive, and had left a mark along the way, telling you that Anlek had passed through this area." She looked confused: "But what is the connection between these two things?" Do you want to say that Anlek is also heading towards the young dragon's lair? ”

"That's right, Lord Veronica, there is one thing I didn't tell you before I came, in order to avoid leaking the news." Brando replied, "You already knew that Enlek had come for the Dragonheart, but you didn't know that the Dragonheart was in the Glacier of Despair, guarded by the young dragon. ”

Veronica was stunned for a moment.

"So you're having some kind of machination, right?" She asked, staring at Brando.

What a conspiracy! But Brando nodded, "Neither adult nor juvenile dragons are so easy to deal with, and Enrik may not dare to say that he is nine out of ten, so I suspect they will go to one place first." ”

"Where?"

"The Hibernator Temple."

Veronica felt like she had been pricked by a needle when she heard the name, and her emerald green eyes squinted with a dangerous light: "I've heard of this place, you won't tell me that those 'things' are still alive, will you?" ”

Of course alive.

The head wolf Isis was only temporarily sealed away and fell into the sleep of a demigod, not to mention her children. After a great battle, the god of the frost giants fell, and the blood of Isis flowed on the snowy fields, and filthy creatures were born from it, and the children of darkness were sealed away, but still dormant in the temple of the hibernators.

Anlek certainly couldn't deal with a baby dragon, and his only chance was to release the heirs of Isis, and Brando guessed the Duke's mind almost immediately.

But the other party must not know what he is about to release, it is not those bloodline branches in the wolf plague, but the real pure-blooded demon wolf born from the blood of Isis, the real chaotic creature.

Opening the Hibernator Sanctuary opens the way to the most central team dungeon of the Frosted Forest Labyrinth.

Luckily, Brando knew it was a time-bound seal, and unless it was opened from within, Anlek was destined to be disappointed. However, he had an idea, and this idea made Anlek not only go home empty-handed, but also suffer a great loss.

The idea is, to put it mildly, a conspiracy. It doesn't seem to be a completely unreliable thing.

Seeing his look, Veronica knew that the young man was already confident. But now is not the time to discuss a plan of action, so she chooses to trust the other party, but also says, "Looks like you've already figured out what to do, but I still have a question-"

"Huh?"

"What the hell is the heart of a dragon in your mouth? I thought it was the heart of a dragon? ”

"Well...... Brando" Brando was a little innocent, "I don't know." ”

"What!?" Veronica immediately looked like she was going to kill.

"Lord Veronica. You know," Brando glanced at the large book in Shiduo's hand, "A lot of the knowledge of wizards comes from books, and you rarely know what it is until you have actually seen it, you don't think I've seen it all, do you?" ”

"Hmph, sly answer." Veronica glared at him, "Don't think I don't know what you're hiding from me, you go and rest first, and wait for me to gather the others." ”

Brando was stared at by the Legion Commander in a cold sweat, he didn't expect Veronica to really see that he was lying. It's just that he didn't panic about the origin of the Dragonheart, but he didn't tell the legion leader. The reason why he knew this qiē was not from books. It's just a game with the same name as this world.

It's something that can't be explained, isn't it?

Brando didn't intend to dwell on this issue, he simply saluted the female captain, turned around, and prepared to leave with the others.

But unexpectedly, at this time, Shiduo in the back followed closely behind, and before Brando lifted the felt cloth of the tent, he shouted, "Mr. Brando." ”

Brando turned around.

"What, just a little curious. Mr. Brando, you are the most knowledgeable Eruin I have ever met, do you really know the habits of the dragons? Shiduo asked curiously and whispered.

But Brando always felt that there was some suspicion in the other party's pure and immaculate eyes.

"Nope. I don't know. He shook his head dryly, there are some things you can never make clear to this kind of preconceived little girl who has no experience in the world. In particular, the other party is also an opinionated scholar, a female scholar: "I'm just hearsay, and I've heard that dragons are particularly fond of human maidens and will raid beautiful maidens back to their nests - you know what? ”

Shiduo's eyes widened, her blue eyes were like sapphires, and she looked at Brando with sparkling eyes, "Mr. Brando, you're really kidding, I, I haven't heard of these ......"

"That's smart." Brando thought to himself.

The girl hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mr. Brando, I heard that you are a descendant of the Highland Knights?" I've heard that the Cartiers still keep their tradition of marrying stepmothers and daughters-in-law, and I've heard that when you die, your souls are not purified in flames, but your bones are gathered up, put in jars, and buried on both sides of the road? Is any of this true? ”

Brando looked at this guy a little strangely, stunned for a moment, and then replied with a straight face: "Yes, not only that, but we also maintain the habit of drinking blood, and draw a knife to kill people without saying a word." In our country there can be many men for women, and there can be many women for men, how about it, are you afraid? ”

Shiduo was dumbfounded, her face full of incredulity, and the girl just opened her mouth to glare at Brando.

"I'm sorry," Brando looked at him and added, "I lied to you before—"

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