The characterless morning of the Rosalin region came when the first rays of the sun hit the surface of the Chusanze River, although the undulating mounds in the distance were still shrouded in a thin layer of morning mist, behind which the trees were so quiet and serene that it was hard to believe that there had been a battle of life and death in the place just one night before.

If it weren't for the caravan's broken wagons and the remains of the strange spirits that were still scattered around the camp in the cold morning wind.

But there were far fewer strange corpses around the camp than they had at night, and Brando had Nasin's scavengers bury the excess corpses in the nearby woodland, leaving only seven or eight in good condition.

After all, the death of more than a hundred strange monsters here is too conspicuous, and there is no way to explain it if the knights of Rosalin find them. It was only later that Nashin thought that he had wanted to use the incident as a talking point, but then he issued a gag order to his subordinates not to tell what had happened that night.

He lacks trust in his villains and outlaws, but they definitely have enough brains when it comes to their own lives.

The guys who had escaped the night before were also found one after another, and some of their bodies were found on the beach of the Chusangze River, but they were not far from the camp, and they were chased by strange monsters and torn apart before they could run a few hundred meters.

A few of them escaped by chance, but they did not dare to return to Rosalin City anytime soon, after all, the scavengers have always had only one way to deal with such abandonment of their companions, and that is to cut off their hands and feet and throw them into the wilderness.

These betrayers will be wanted, and they will either leave the business incognito for the rest of their lives, or simply go to the Swift Plains to seek a chance to get ahead in that chaotic region.

Of course, more people disappear from people's vision forever after choosing to embark on this path.

Brando watched as Nashin and his men busily dug holes in the woods. The corpses of the strange creatures were then transported in a wagon, thrown into a pit, covered with earth, and camouflaged with blades of grass and shrubs. All of them were done perfectly, as if they were doing such things a lot, but as for what was buried. That's not a good thing to say - it certainly won't be a strange corpse anyway.

In fact, in Brando's opinion, he doesn't need to be so troublesome, he just has the mentality that he can do less, if he is really discovered by the knights of Rosalin, it is not a big deal, even if it is the lord of Rosalin, what can he do to him?

Of course, he could see that Nashin and his men were trying to please themselves, but it was also good to be grateful rather than awe-inspired, especially to the outlaws.

At seven or eight o'clock, the sun began to shine brightly to dispel the fog. But the caravan showed no sign of departure, for Nassin and his men were still debating how to get to Rosalem - the carriage had been damaged too much to carry all the dark crystals, and no one had been willing to stay in the wilderness since the attack the night before, but they were reluctant to throw away the excess.

This dilemma made it difficult for the scavengers, who at first approached Mr. Liu and hoped to borrow a carriage from him, but the latter did not hesitate to refuse them.

So the matter had to be stopped, after all, these outlaws did not dare to bargain with a swordsman in the realm of heaven and man.

Brando was able to help these people at his fingertips. After all, he had the Suspended Heavenly Sphere, a spatial equipment higher than the Dimensional Cave level that Tata gave him, not to mention a few tons of dark crystals. Even loading the entire fleet into it is effortless. But he didn't speak, because he knew very well what the virtues of these smugglers were, whether they were in Eruin or on the border between Madara and Jiufeng, which one was not bad and notorious.

How could a normal person do this?

Although they saved his life, he also saved their lives. And just talking about the life debt of these guys, I'm afraid it is enough to make them die 10,000 times.

It's just that Brando doesn't kill because of this, he doesn't think he's a judge, even if the Silver Queen is on the left with him, it's because she calculates on him and the people around him. He had to fight back.

Maybe these people deserve to die, but it's not his turn to arbitrate.

But at least don't expect him to come to help, let alone using something from Miss Tata to help these people, Brando thinks it's a blasphemy against the former.

He glanced at the arguing fellows, and began to feel a little impatient, he had hoped that these land snakes would take him into Rosalin, but now he had to find a more direct way. He found Mr. Liu and Huanghuo and told them that he was in a hurry, but this time Mr. Liu did not shirk at all, they told him that they had already wanted to leave, and were just waiting for him to make a decision.

This made Brando a little flattered, but he also knew that this respect came from the awe of the great strength he had shown last night.

Although the Jade Phoenix clan is not enough to ask for him, in the absence of a conflict of interest, anyone can understand the difference between befriending a strong person and offending a strong person.

But just as the three of them were about to leave, Brando was surprised to spot a human on the other side of the Chusanze River, a group of knights in silver glittering armor and riding wingless dragons, with a swallowtail banner with a crown insignia on the tip of their spears, and according to some information that Nasin had told him about Rosarin, he could tell at a glance that these knights should be the men of Lord Rosarin.

Brando couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there were really Rosarin knights patrolling here, and when these knights saw Brando, Nasin and the others, they couldn't help but show surprised expressions.

Brando saw that the men had tightened their reins and slowed down the speed of the two-legged pterosaur, and they seemed to be discussing something with each other, and then one of them came out of the crowd and came to the river of Chusandze, and shouted at them across the river:

"Martha, which way are you?"

"What, that way?" Brando was about to go back and ask Nasin, but when he saw that the scavengers had stopped arguing when the Rosalin Knight appeared, Nasin stepped out of the crowd and looked at him apologetically, probably realizing that his previous behavior might have been a little rude, and had already annoyed the 'lord'.

But greed can always blind people's hearts, and for outlaws like them, there is no way to do it.

He walked past Brando and looked at the knights on the other side of the river, as if to tell who they were. However, it was obviously a little difficult to do this through the whole body armor and the almost airtight metal mask, and in the end he could only tentatively reply: "I'm Nasin, Panlinde's Nasin, the old man on the other side." ”

"'Camel' Nasin, it turned out to be you, oh my God, we thought you couldn't come back." Before the leading knight could reply, the men behind him were clamoring, and some of them opened their visors to reveal their unshaven and weathered faces.

Brando, however, noticed that the men's eyes were shining, and most of them were sweeping around the caravan's wagons, like some greedy reptile patrolling their treasures.

Na Xin's eyes were not bad, and he couldn't help but curse secretly when he saw this, knowing that he was afraid that he was going to bleed heavily this time, although within the territory of Rosalin, most of the army and smugglers maintained some kind of private tacit understanding, as long as they crossed the Qiusangze River, there would not be a matter of the soldiers seizing the goods of the smugglers and confiscating them, after all, the lords of Rosalin also understood that the prosperity of their territory was inseparable from these scavengers.

But this time it was a little different, first of all, the business on the black road had been completely cut off, and these knights were not afraid to do anything to kill chickens and take eggs, anyway, from now on there would be neither chickens nor eggs.

The second point was that his carriage had broken down a lot, and he had to turn to these knights for help, which gave them an excuse to extort money.

When the strange monster attacked, Na Xin wished that these Rosalen knights could appear in front of him immediately, but at this time, he even shouted bad luck, only hoping that the other party had not appeared, he glanced at Brando and Mr. Liu, and couldn't help but regret a little, if he hadn't offended these adults earlier, maybe he could still rely on them to say a few words at this moment.

I only hate myself for being too obsessed with money.

But at this time, the knights on the other side of the river noticed Brando's party - because it was really hard not to notice that although Rosaline was close to Jiufeng, he was not Jiufeng, at least the equipment and style of these knights that Brando saw were not much different from the knights he saw in Eruin and Cruz, and the decoration style of the clothes and weapons and armor may be somewhat different, but they are generally more Western-style knights.

But these knights themselves were not of the more obvious white race like the Cruz and Faenzan, in fact, they were relatively low, with thick brown hair, and darker skin pigments, which were more similar to those of Nasin, and very different from Brando.

So at a glance, they saw Mr. Liu and Huang Huo in the crowd dressed in a very heavy Jiufeng aura, not to mention that the black hair and black eyes of the two were eye-catching enough in any place other than Jiufeng. The second is that Brando, a 'foreigner', is even rarer than the Jiufeng people, after all, there will still be merchants and swordsmen of the Jiufeng who will come and go and settle in Rosalin, but the Cruz people and the Eruin people are rare to see in ten thousand years.

…… (To be continued......)