"What do you think?" Brando asked aloud. To read the latest chapters, please lock the biquge.info of Aishang Novels

The young man asked about Fern and Clensia, who were also standing in the mist not far away, rubbing their hands together and talking in a whisper, and after Juta left, the two Grand Masters, who had known each other before, walked closer than before.

But it has to be said that Fern and Clenthia didn't really like each other until they met the young lord. Therefore, the distance between people is actually a very delicate matter.

Hearing the young lord's question, the scene was silent for a moment.

But it was the merchant lady who spoke first, Roman had already changed into a thick winter coat at this time, and put on deerskin gloves on his little hands, but even so, his little face was still frozen red, and the tip of his nose was slightly red: "Roman thinks it's very good, Brando, what do you think?" The girl sighed and said thoughtlessly. She also looked back at Brando, her eyes wide as if to see if the young man agreed with her.

The small mercenary leaders below immediately echoed the words.

"Exactly," Clenthia also said, "It's unexpectedly good, although it's late, but with all due respect, I'm also involved in the mid-term work, and to be honest, none of us are familiar with this." Miss Antitina has done a very good job, I can't say it's perfect, but at least it's surprising."

I have to say that everyone loves to listen to beautiful words, and even the aristocratic daughter can't help but glance at this silver-haired beautiful uncle. Although she disliked the other party's compliments on the surface, she couldn't help but agree with her heart that Antitina had indeed had enough disasters and difficulties in the past month, and almost every small decision might encounter an accident that she hadn't considered in advance.

However, it is precisely in dealing with these emergencies that she will become more and more handy.

"It is" came as a surprise. Fern's words were not many, but concise and to the point.

But the nobleman's daughter still quietly went to see her lord, and in her mind the opinion of the young man was enough to outweigh the opinion of the present, and for the first time she felt a pounding feeling in her heart, for fear of seeing a little dissatisfaction on Brando's face.

But she happened to see Brando looking at herself without hiding the appreciation in her eyes, and she couldn't help but be stunned, and for some reason felt that her nose suddenly soured.

It's as if all the hard work of the past few months has been rewarded at this moment.

She sniffed and turned her head away, lest she weep in front of so many people and make people look at her. At least the aristocratic daughter remembered at this moment that she was Brando's first staff deputy and the actual presiding officer of the territory, and she thought that she could not be ashamed of Brando.

But she turned her head sideways, and saw Métissa hand over a silk scarf. The silver elf girl's movements were very subtle, and almost no one could notice it, and the noble daughter was slightly stunned, she looked at the other party with some gratitude, and then took the silk scarf.

Brando, of course, noticed the small movements of his staff, and he couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head: "Before coming here," he said, "I mean that night." ”

His words silenced the scene, and almost everyone remembered that night of reading a book that made them feel like they had only realized what they had done long afterward.

At the instigation of a young man, they killed a legitimate lord of Eruin.

This kind of thing has never been thought of or dared to be thought of in the past, but what they can't believe is that they really did it. It doesn't matter if you are provoked or agitated" or threatened.

In short, there is no turning back.

Since then, it seems like a blink of an eye, and a month has passed. But they didn't collapse as they feared, and now the completion of the wall seems to symbolize something.

Perhaps under the leadership of today's young people, they are indeed different from ordinary mob children.

As for the final result, "Since the young lord is so confident, what do they have to doubt?"

"You know, I didn't really think much about what I was going to do," Brando continued, "Maybe in your eyes I'm a nobleman, high-minded," but I didn't think so, and he said sincerely, and of course how many people believe it, and to tell the truth, that's another story.

"I'm here to go further south and inherit a territory of my own, which comes from my ancestors," said Brando, half-truthfully, "I have no intention of killing anyone or taking possession of his territory."

"But in my education, there is a voice that at least tells me that the meaning of the aristocracy is to lead the people out of trouble, because they are better and more educated, and because they have this responsibility, and the rights and responsibilities are equal."

"I'm sure you're familiar with it."

Brando said.

He nodded: "Exactly, this is what the former king Eck said" He stretched out his hand and nodded at everyone: "Noble, it is duty; Strength is responsibility: power is responsibility! ”

"Until then," Brando continued, there was silence all around. Everyone looked at him, wondering why this young lord would say such a thing at this time.

Antitina also looked at him, with a strange sparkle in her eyes.

The search for the spirit of the kings, for the lost glory of Eruin, is what attracts her most to this young lord.

It seems to have a fatal attraction that can shine in the eyes of a girl.

It's snowing.

The snow was faint at first, almost imperceptible, like a cold rain falling on people's faces. But in the end, it turned into a fluffy snow huā, which was not heavy, and Tonigel did not have heavy snow during the year.

Everyone looked up.

"Before that," Brando also looked at the light gray sky, and the dark clouds were gloomy and symbolizing the coming war: "I have no lordship, and I have no experience in governing a land. ”

"It's the same with Antitina."

"The same goes for you."

"I said," he spread his hands and let the snow fall on his shoulders, "we're no different. Each of us is here to learn "learn how to face this qiē one"

"This qiē." "All that is alien to us" and what we all have, as well as our enemies, says Brando. ”

"Maybe we won't, we're the hands of this life" toddler, struggling to walk" The young man waved his hand: "But it's not a problem. ”

"The problem"

His voice was a little higher, and his gaze swept over everyone's face: "Do you have the courage to stay and face the coming Qiqi to realize that what we are doing may seem insignificant?"

"But it's the glory of the previous era, see" is the wings of Eruin. ”

"The words of the first king Eke have already confirmed this qiē~ ignore the darkness, so that what you do is worthy of your heart and hold such a dream!"

"Whether it's honor or commitment, whether it's a man's duty or a lord's obligation to all his people," Brando replied, "it's like I'm standing here." ”

"That's how I answer your questions."

"How long are we going to escape?"

He stretched out his finger again and tapped at everyone he knew well, Clensia, "Fern, Charles, and even the many mercenary captains: "I ask you" Brando said in a loud voice, his white breath melting into a faint white mist in the snow, "making his face look both divine and mysterious.

"If one day, you also become the nobles of Eruin's newborn, then do you remember this day, I am here to say a word to you?"

"Do you want to remember, nobles, that is the word duty?"

The young man's words were sonorous and powerful: "It pierced through the bitter cold of early winter, almost with a loud sound.

But it was a dead silence.

Fern could scarcely believe what he was hearing, and he did not dare or want to think much about the meaning of the young man's words.

The former Karasu cavalry captain looked back at his companion almost stiffly. But Clenthia was also unaware of the surrounding Yiqiē, "It should be said that this middle-aged man's heart is pounding.

Of course he knew what Brando meant by that.

This young man is tantamount to saying that he is openly accusing them,

From today onwards, you will be my people.

It's my retainers.

Gather under my banner.

Pampering and humiliation together" share weal and woe.

You are my knights.

The moment I held the growth in my hands and expanded the territory for me, Clensia, a middle-aged man who has been in the mercenary industry for decades, felt for the first time that a force seemed to emerge from his heart~ A power called passionate reading.

He felt that the opportunity he had been waiting for for so many years seemed to be close to him.

It's not just him.

All the mercenaries present were the same.

Maybe only Medisa and Akane didn't have any feelings, but it was enough for them to follow the young lord.

And Roman doesn't need to think too much, not being by her aunt's side, Brando is the whole world she can rely on.

Charles smiled silently, as if he knew what was going on in Brando's heart.

Only Antitina took a soft breath, and she was the only one in the room who could hear the underlying meaning of Brando's words.

This young man is going to change the rules of the whole of Eruin.

He wants to inject new blood into this old aristocratic system. Antitina didn't know if she had misheard, she didn't understand why such majestic ideals and beliefs could be surging in the heart of a young nobleman with almost no roots, and perhaps they had already turned into a force that could shock people's hearts.

Knowing that this noble daughter understands.

It was only the first time she saw the outline of this plan, and she was already deeply immersed in this dream. She opened her mouth slightly and took a soft breath, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond. Antitina stood there! ~！