While Cousin Kuran is wondering about Brando's weird Tiyì, Antitina and X go with X to an abandoned manor near Fir City. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info The carriage of the two ladies drove into the depths of the manor, and was received by several mercenaries who had been waiting there for a long time, and they stepped out of the carriage and saw the group of noisy young people in the open space not far away.

The manor had been renovated a few months ago, and the ruined walls had been renovated with wooden walls, "but now it is much larger than it used to be, and the perimeter is planted with red pines", and it will grow into a lush patch of green in the next year, enough to cover out the sight of the manor.

The pine forest is a secret post and a wooden fence to support each other, and it is a well-defended place that is "a secret camp chosen by Brando, and a training camp for the future White Lion infantry."

The estate is divided into two parts. The southeastern quarter was to be provided as quarters for Brando's mercenary members and adventurers, who would protect and maintain order for the estate until the first White Lion infantry grew up, and in the future Brando either planned to incorporate them into the fledgling legion or transfer them elsewhere.

But it depends on how loyal Clenthia is to the collective.

The person in charge here is none other than the silver-haired middle-aged mercenary leader.

Clenthia had some suspicions about Brando's move from Fir City, but after learning what the future of this place meant for Brando's group, he quickly realized that it wasn't alienation but reuse.

The Grand Master immediately became active, and arranged the camp in a mere order. Brando is very accurate, and Clensia's level of command of battle can only be described as mediocre, "but this thoughtful man has a talent in logistics and camp that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve."

This is evident from the orderliness of the camp today: "Everything is in order, and the sentinels who are in charge of the guard have less bad habits than they have seen in the past, although a month ago they were mercenaries or adventurers."

Of course, "there are some exceptions, and after getting off the carriage, Antigina stood in the shade of the mangrove tree next to the carriage, and Akane who protected her safety stood silently beside them, and the tree next to them was the evergreen sclerophyll species common in the Toniguel region, this evergreen tree of the Tsubaki genus can dye the area dark green even in winter, and a noble daughter stood in the shade of this dark green tree", looking at the scene of commotion in the open space not far away.

There were about sixty young people there.

The mercenaries were maintaining order in the playground, but the young men, most of whom had been selected from among the locals, had never seen much of the world, and when they saw a carriage stop on the side of the road in the shade of a tree, and a nobleman's daughter stepped down from it, they immediately made a commotion.

"Look, there's a noble lady over there!"

"How could a noble lady show her head in such a place."

"It's the lord's daughter, right?"

"you" lord is young, I've seen it! ”

"That's my fiancée."

"It's still possible."

The whispering inevitably fell into Antitina's ears, "She listened silently" and then glanced back at Akane, "What? The girl waved her red ponytail, slightly stunned, and looked back at the young lady.

"Nothing." Antitina replied, looking back again.

She looked at the young men, this was one of the plans of the lord "The formation plan of the White Lion Infantry has been on Tonigel's agenda from the beginning: but building a strong legion is not achieved overnight" Brando intends to train a group of young people in advance as the backbone of the future White Lion Legion, both as an officer system and as his own personal guard knights.

Most of these young men were in the vicinity~ the sons of tenant farmers, craftsmen or small merchants, and some were also descendants of the gentry in the estate, or mercenaries and adventurers.

However, they have one thing in common: "they are not more than 20 years old, and some of them are even teenagers." They are like a blank sheet of paper, "full of plasticity."

They stood there, whispering and talking, full of anxiety and responsibility for the future; They had only been here for three or four days, "having only undergone simple training, and perhaps had been whipped at the hands of the mercenaries to be reminded of the importance of discipline", but they still inevitably carried that youthful youthfulness and restlessness.

Only a few young men from mercenary or gentry families were a little calm, and they stood out from their surroundings, easily attracting the attention of the nobles' daughters.

"Who are those people?" She asked.

"A child from a nearby manor." The mercenary next to him replied.

"Sons of the Manor?" Antitina wondered, the children of the manor were all descendants of the gentry, how could they come here?

"Sneaking out."

It turned out to be the children of the nobles who were seeking excitement, and the nobles' daughters looked at those people. "Have you investigated?" Her words are actually superfluous, since she has come here, she has lost the room to advance and retreat: "These people will be sent into the Black Forest, no matter what kind of mentality they have."

Antitina only hopes that these young people will not regret their choice.

She took out the pocket watch from her bosom, "This one was given to him by Brando, although it was only a silver-plated pocket watch of little value," but she had been using it carefully, and she did not intend to change it as a treasure.

She flipped open the lid of her watch, and the time on the dial was close to eleven o'clock in the morning.

She looked up, "and saw one of the mercenaries on the playground running towards her: the mercenary came to a stop in front of her, saluted her with one hand on his chest, and replied, "Almost, miss"

Antitina nodded.

The mercenary saluted her again, then turned and ran back.

She took a breath and blinked quietly, seeing four caravans drive into the other side of the clearing.

The carriages, of course, differed from the four-wheeled carriages of the nobles, and were more of a large, inferior product than the delicate stuff that resembled a handicraft, which was used by merchants and farmers to transport goods.

However, the mercenaries did not care about their use, and after numbering the young men in turn, recording them and issuing them, "the young men were caught in the carriage, and the number plate was modeled after the work card of the Schavrund silver mine, and the texture was also wooden, but the seemingly poor workmanship left the magic mark of Tamar's inscription, and the authenticity could be distinguished by a red crystal engraved with the demon detection demon through guò."

Each of the people in charge of the project has one in their hands, "but with the exception of Brando, which is permanent, the crystals in the hands of the others are time-sensitive products that must be replaced regularly."

After the young men got into the car one by one, the clearing fell silent, as if the previous talk was a fantasy, and Antitina only then let out a sigh of relief.

She saw the last person get into the car, and then she turned back to Akane and said, "Let's get in the car too." ”

"We're not with them?" , the red-haired girl asked.

"Let's go the other way," Antitina replied quietly, turning toward the carriage, "Your Lord's whereabouts are secret," and we must not let anyone else see our carriage.

The red-haired girl nodded, she glanced at the staff lady carefully, and felt a slight admiration for the other party's meticulousness in her heart.

"Do you want to go?" She followed and asked Antitina behind her back.

"Shijing", "Black Forest." ”

Antitina stopped, but this time she didn't answer.

As Brando stepped out of the carriage on the Black Forest border, he felt the lazy afternoon sun "and couldn't help but stretch his muscles." He looked up and watched as the sun's rays passed over the tips of the rows of black pines to form a dazzling halo "The sparse sunlight in the forest fell on the grass.

Then he heard a complaint coming from behind him: "I knew that your kid was uneasy and kind. Brando turned around and saw a depressed-looking Kuran jump out of the carriage. The old man had been dressed in a rare uniform since he left the silver mines of Shavlund, and he was armed with a sword, a short sword, and a dagger, as well as a short bow and a quiver, and looked more like an adventurer than a traveler.

He took a deep breath, and although the Black Forest was full of dangers, the air was rarely refreshing, and the air in the forest, although it was cold and damp, "had a fresh smell of grass and trees."

Curran lowered his head, "seeing his riding boots on the thick meadow," and he stomped his foot so that the snakes, insects, rats, and ants scattered from under the dirt.

"Centipede, scorpion,......" said the old man, shaking his head, "this is really a ghost place." ”

"I heard that you also had the experience of fighting outside the borders of civilization during the November War." Brando asked, looking back.

"Don't even mention that experience." Curran was a little embarrassed: "The brutality of the November War sometimes forced them to retreat into the Black Forest to fight, and that was the only time after the epoch that the commanders recklessly devised tactics; Both sides of the war are red-eyed, like two dying beasts grabbing each other's throats, "but neither is powerless to get to the other's death first."

The tragedy of the war is beyond the imagination of later generations, and it is common for a battle to have only a few dozen people or even a few people survive in the final formation of the army, and it is common for corpses to be strewn all over the battlefield in a sea of corpses and dozens of miles.

In most cold-weapon fights, it's hellish to look at.

Brando, too, said no more.

But the third to jump out of the carriage was Calglis, the last of the young men to get out of the carriage," he snatched the Modeng from the coachman's seat, and dragged the poor elemental with him a short walk into the forest.

"Let go of me!" The man with the duck as a demon protested loudly, but in terms of strength, he couldn't be the opponent of a high-ranking swordsman.

Karglis ignored the guy, he looked around and took a deep breath: "This is the Black Forest?" "What, not satisfied? Curran looked back angrily.

"It looks like the forests of Haragher's Mountain." Calglis looked curiously into the depths of the forest, which was as dark as a painting in dark tones.

"Hmph, I hope you don't regret it." "Regret? Kargliss shook his head, he looked back and grinned: "I started with a little more, but now I don't have a little, adventure into the Black Forest" Why didn't I think of it before? ”

"That's because you were just a little madman before, and you haven't met this big madman yet." , Curran glanced at Brando and said in his heart.

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