"Ask the spirit, these adventurers have arrived here a week ago. No, mercenaries, to be exact. Antitina replied unhurriedly.

Brando looked at her in surprise.

The girl found a hint of satisfaction in this surprise, "Lord Knight, are you surprised that a noble daughter who is not out of the door also has the ability to deal with these things?" She asked, looking back.

"Just curious where you learned your negotiation skills, you know that's what the Highland Knight has learned. Indeed, the eldest lady who stays at home and talks eloquently in front of people is impressive enough. Brando patted little Roman on the shoulder, in case the businessman lady was too distracted by the scenery and went too far.

Unexpectedly, Roman turned upside down to comfort him, and she said, "Brando, don't worry, "I won't get lost." For a moment, Brando had nothing to say.

He had to stare at Roman with an embarrassed look, wondering what kind of structure was in this little brain that could make her thinking so different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, Antitina relieved him in time. "Communicative skills are the instinct of a young lady like us, Lord Knight." She said modestly, but there was something in her words, and it was not difficult to hear the meaning of secretly happy.

Brando was stunned for a moment, and smiled dumbly: "But not every young lady can put down her body and deal with the countrymen. He was not wrong, in Diluin, the mountain people were indeed vulgar hillbillies in the eyes of some people who claimed to be noble, and even if they were the lords of the mountain people, they might not be able to go with the big lords of the northern part of the empire.

For example, in history, the two important ministers of Anson's eleventh era, Grand Duke Hernans and Duke Longblade, ridiculed each other in the court all the year round, which even gave Anson the Great a headache.

"Because I'm different from them, I'm just a poor lady, my lord."

Brando laughed and shook his head.

"These mercenaries have come to Chablis at this time of year, presumably for the bandits of the forest. It has become a common practice for the Eruin localities to raise their own money and hire mercenaries to exterminate bandits who inhabit the vicinity of villages and towns and interfere with people's daily lives. He walked down the Chablis stone-paved streets, returning the subject to the point: "In densely populated areas, most of the people who pay for these mercenaries are the local security forces or militia, while in the middle of nowhere, a village gathers all the money to pay for it.

Antitina was stunned, she had almost never seen these descriptions in books: "Yes

The thing? ”

"It's the same with Buchi in the past, and Roman also paid for it." Roman was in high spirits

Poking his head out of the narrow roadside, staring at the criss-crossed streets below, he replied without looking back.

"Only where there is a garrison, the garrison is accustomed to personally dealing with local robbers. Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the royal family to place their hopes on their ▲ new army, indeed, the garrison represents a new kind of power in Eruin, but I don't know if this force has a chance to grow stronger. ”

"What's more, there is only one generation that has grown up." Brando raised his head and said profoundly.

Antitina lowered her head and began to rethink something.

And it was at this time that the three of Brando heard a loud shout from behind: "You stand for me one by one!" The three of them were startled, and turned around, only to find that the scolding was not directed at them. The first thing they saw was a young man in a hurry rushing through the crowd and hurrying past them, but before they could run a few steps away, they were stopped by two men dressed as mercenaries in front of them.

The two mercenaries drew their swords, blocked the young man's path, and shouted, "Echo, where do you want to run?" You bastard, have you forgotten the rules of our mercenary group? ”

The young man was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but glance around in a panic, only to find that on each side, mercenaries in leather armor drew their bright swords and surrounded them. In fact, Brando happened to be on the edge of the encirclement at this moment, but no one noticed him, and he was happy to do so, pulling Roman to take a step back, so as not to get involved in this inexplicable fight.

"Kabo, what do you want to do?" The young man named Eco stopped and gasped when he realized that all retreats had been sealed. He immediately pulled the short sword from its scabbard with one hand, and asked nervously as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You know what you've done." A mercenary in a gray robe walked out of the crowd and looked at him coldly: "Otherwise, why would you have chosen to escape today, how did you swear when you joined the mercenary group, have you forgotten?" The head of the regiment and the others treat you like brothers, but why did you betray us? ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and a look of struggle appeared on his face: "Kaber, I didn't betray it

You guys. ”

The mercenary named Kaber took a closer look at him, sighed, and shook his head: "Come back with us, we will naturally believe you."

But the young man was beheaded

Shaking his head categorically, "No, Kaber, please don't ask." I said we couldn't go to the ...... of the Gang Forest," he hesitated for a moment and shook his head again: "Please believe me once, believe me, I won't hurt you." If you think about it, how could I have betrayed you and betrayed everyone one by one

"That's enough, Eco!" The mercenary looked distressed, and he interrupted the young man, "Anyway, you must go back with us, back to the captain. What do you have to say, "Go back to the camp, and the regimental commander will naturally listen to your explanation. Echo, listen to my advice, the head of the regiment raised you, and when you leave here, you abandon him and your former companions. He pointed at himself and at the others: "See, these are your comrades, what are you going to do?" ”

The young man hesitated, but finally took a step back: "Don't talk about it, Kaber. This time I knew very well that I was right, and I would not go back with you. And I'm going to stop you from going to that place, I don't know what to say to you......"

He looked around and saw that the other mercenaries were getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help but plead, "Kaber, for the sake of our relationship, let me go." Trust me, I won't let you regret it, I swear. ”

"Brando?" Roman saw this scene on the side and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Your Excellency?" Antitina also turned her head sideways.

Faced with such a situation, the two ladies invariably asked the only person they could rely on at the moment: whether they wanted to leave temporarily. But Brando shook his head, and he looked at the young man thoughtfully.

On the other hand, Kaber saw the young man's determination and knew that it was useless to say more. He took a step back and gestured to his own people. The mercenaries pounced on him from all directions, sealing off every retreat of the young man named Eco.

In fact, as soon as these mercenaries made a move, Brando was immediately taken aback. He immediately discovered that these seemingly ordinary mercenaries were not weak hands, and there were several of them who were on par with Leto, that is, at least the strength of the middle of the black iron. Although it is said that the mercenaries walking outside really have - most of them have this strength, but it is still a little surprising to see so many mercenaries with outstanding strength in a small place like Chablis.

Not only Brando, but Antitina was aware of this. She was about to say something, but she also calmed down and carefully observed the scene in front of her.

Although she is just a weak aristocratic annuity! But after all, she is more knowledgeable than country girls like Roman and Freya.

But what surprised Brando even more was obviously the young man.

Surrounded by seven or eight mercenaries with the strength of the black iron midstream, he calmly lowered his center of gravity, and then rushed forward, grabbed the sword in the hand of a mercenary with one hand, and the young man's movements were so fast that even Brando almost didn't see clearly, only to see that with a flick of his hand, the mercenary was thrown over his shoulder and fell to the ground.

Then he leaned to the left, and the other mercenary was immediately knocked out. The direction was unbiased, exactly the direction in which Brando, Roman and Antitina were standing.

Brando was stunned for a moment, and the force of this collision was unbearable for ordinary people, and that young man at least had silver-level strength. , and looking at the age that seemed to be two or three years younger than him, Brando couldn't help but sigh, this is worthy of the troubled times, the demons appeared one after another, and the first little guy he saw in this world, Little Phyllis, was extremely talented in his own right. And the Bresson, Essen, Freya and the Viscount Tester that I saw later, all of them were gifted.

In the general history of this kind of people, there are often only a few in a generation. But just from the small places of Buchi to Pragues, he has seen as many as several, which has to say that the war-torn years after Vajnd seem to have some fateful factors in the dark.

Of course, when you think about it, he's not slow. A burst of power caught the mercenary who bumped into him, and then held him one by one, and after doing this, Brando himself almost couldn't bear the strength and took a step back, and couldn't help but say with great strength. This collision may not be the mercenary of black iron strength himself, but if he hits a passerby, it is estimated that if he does not die, he will be seriously injured.

However, he thought to himself that if he still had the Thorn of Glory in his hand, he probably wouldn't have been able to do this

Finish.

It's just that this young man is really reckless, he thought.

The mercenary, who had been knocked to pieces, finally recovered his breath, and he looked back and glanced at Brando in surprise. I probably didn't expect that any passer-by on the street had the strength of the black iron midstream, but after being stunned for a moment, I thought that I should thank him.

“…… Thank you, sir. ”

Brando interrupted him with a shake of his head, his gaze still on that