Brando left Baron Grudin's castle without saying a word, and though he walked out of the castle gates like a king: no one dared to stand in his way, and even though the most faithful knight to Grudin's hand only dared to press his sword and tremble to spread it out to both sides, the young man was not at all pleased in his heart, and his hand gripped his scabbard tightly - as if the sword had always been there - and the scabbard clicked with excessive force

Yes, but he compromised anyway

It wasn't that he was afraid of the forces of Mardala and Baron Grudin, but Akane's pleading gaze struck him like he couldn't have become a Makaro, and he couldn't have ignored Sanfud and the other gray wolf mercenaries who stayed in the courtyard because of his anger

He understood that it was the girl's only relative in this world and that she had the right to do so

But although he understood, he still felt depressed and angry in his heart

Especially when even Antitina tactfully objected -

The young man couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart

He was going to rebel against Eruin's corrupt rules, but he was disappointed to find that he didn't have the ability to do so - or even without support - and he knew that Antitina wanted him to fit in, and the noblewoman's daughter didn't say it, but she didn't hide her true thoughts

Indeed, he is a good choice at this time

But is this possible?

Brando never thought that he would give up his claims one day, and if he retreated, then he would give up a qiē, so he had no way to retreat, even if there was a sea of swords and fires ahead, he would have to stand up to Grudin

Therefore, although he knew that the ghost of Mardala was already with Count Jean Denel, he had to choose so that he had already expressed his position, and the rest of the qi qi

Brando pursed his lips and walked across the castle's drawbridge without saying a word, but with the afternoon breeze, a pungent smell of blood crept into his nose - and then he heard an exclamation from behind him, it was Antitina's voice

Brando subconsciously raised his head, but at that moment, the young man froze at the familiar street in front of him as if it was infinitely stretched in his sight, the long street stretched to the end of the sky, there was no one on the street, but there were rows of brand-new crosses erected on the side of the street - the handsome Silver Moon Demon Wolf

Rows of crosses hung with bloody corpses

Most of the corpses were dressed in the costumes of adventurers and mercenaries, and some of them were known to be poor men and women from the outer city, but now only lifeless corpses remained

Brando remembers that in Vajnd's classical times, local lords would hang the bodies of robbers on crosses as a warning to those who continued to engage in the business

But at this moment, who does Baron Grudin's warn about?

Not only to warn him, but also to the adventurers and mercenaries in the city, Baron Grudin, who was the master of the land, was using this incident to tell these outsiders who were the masters of the land

Blood warning

"Good—"

Brando took a deep breath and almost immediately turned back, but he gritted his teeth and finally endured, but out of the corner of his eye, he already saw a figure flashing on the side of the street

It's him?

Brando's heart moved, and he immediately chased after him

He chased around the corner of the street, and followed into an alley where the familiar blue-gray was already in sight, and the young lord had just hesitated, but the other had already spoken:

"Brando...... Adult, right? The young man in the blue-gray robe looked at him and asked with a cold expression

Brando recognized that this was the string wizard apprentice with whom he had met in the morning, and he was so impressed by the other party that he naturally didn't take it lightly

He nodded

The young man did not speak immediately, and both of them fell silent, but although the other man's thin face was cold, the silent anger could be seen in his eyes

After a brief silence, the young man finally spoke again: "I remember, my lord, you once asked me if I wanted revenge?" The thin young man looked at him with an unchanging expression, and replied, "If I sue you now, I think—"

He raised his head and gritted his teeth, "My lord, can you show me a way?"

Brando was silent

"That's what the rest of the city thinks, mercenaries and adventurers, they have a feud with Baron Grudin," the young man stared at him, and continued, "If you want, my lord, we are willing to serve you—"

The two were no more than ten meters apart, but Brando shook his head: "I'm still that question, do you want revenge?" ”

The young man was stunned

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded

"Then live well," Brando looked at him and replied, "I promise you, but not now"

"Your Excellency?"

Brando stopped talking, he turned around and walked out of the alleys, just in time to see that the other people who had caught up behind him were just facing the gloomy face of the young man, and the endless anger suppressed on his body, and the tiger sparrow, Sanfud and the others, who did not know the truth of the matter, only felt that they looked at the handsome Silver Moon Demon Wolf

Young people staggered with them

"Brando" only Miss Merchant stopped him

Roman stood behind him with his small bag in both hands; She looked at the latter's face with dark brown eyes, and raised her small eyebrows slightly: "Are you angry?" ”

Brando was slightly stunned, he didn't want to say anything, but when he saw the face of the merchant, he couldn't get angry, so he only sighed and patted the girl's cheek gently

"Thank you," he said

"Eh," Roman was slightly stunned, and pushed away his curiosity with a frown, "but I haven't said anything yet—"

"Didn't Antitina call you?"

"How do you know?"

Brando sighed again, shook his head, and turned back to the other side, and sure enough, he saw that the aristocratic girl was also hurrying after him with her skirt

"Are you mad at me," Antitina looked up at him and whispered, "Lord Lord?" ”

"You're right, Antitina," Brando replied in a deep voice

"But you're still angry, sir."

"Yes"

"Why?"

"Antitina, it's like you know that things in this world aren't as simple as black and white—"

"You say it very well, let Count Denel be the supreme governor on the southern border of Eruin, and his power can be said to be a prince, and his private army can make all those who oppose him tremble, and even those who are really big men dare to curse this opponent in secret, not to say that there are no little ants in our line"

Brando shook his head, looked at the girl and replied, "It can even be said that a sneeze from that big man can make our next path dangerous and full of thorns, and if we are not careful, it will be ruined."

"But?"

Antitina asked earnestly

"But," Brando nodded, "These are not the reasons for me to grovel, and if accepting Grudin's gift with a hypocritical smile is considered a city, then I would rather choose the path of iron and blood, fire and sword"

"Do you understand?"

Brando pressed his sword and flicked his fingers slightly: "You asked me why before, Antitina's answer is very simple - not why, because I am Brando"

He glanced back at little Roman: "It's Brando from Butche"

The merchant lady immediately winked at him playfully, and the two seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection

Antitina was slightly speechless, and she was stunned for a moment before she reacted: "However, we may be able to choose a wise way I can understand your thoughts, my lord, but there is another saying among nobles - the dead have no right to object"

"Now we're dealing not only with Baron Grudin, but also with the Jeandernell family, and Mardara, my lord, you—" She bit her lip, and though she felt something in her chest burn with Brando's words, her dark eyes were still full of worry

"That's my business, Antitina," Brando replied faintly, "Grudin, Count Jean Denel, or even the army of the undead in Madara."

He looked again at Baron Grudin's towering castle

"Since you have to face it sooner or later, then I'm always waiting-"

He dropped the words, turned and walked away

The red-haired girl with a long ponytail, who was far behind the group, moved slightly when she saw this scene—she looked at Brando's back and tightened the spear in her hand

And the aristocratic daughter also looked at the young man's back worriedly, her eyes flashed, and a trace of admiration flashed, but because of this, she was more worried about this excellent young man doing something drastic on the spur of the moment, after all, their strength is far from enough to compete with each other, it is a clear fact, and sometimes it is not possible to solve it with confidence

……

With a 'clang', a white porcelain ornament from the Anson era was smashed to pieces

Soon after Brando's party left, Baron Grudin's anger threw things in his study, and there were only three people left in the room at this moment - Kabais and Rothko had already retreated, they naturally couldn't stay in the castle for a long time as undead, and it was not a trivial matter to secretly form an alliance with Mardara, of course, the consequences of leaking out might be for the Silver Moon Demon Wolf who made Count Denel feel painless and handsome

However, due to the collusion of the undead, this reputation is not necessarily good

At this moment, the only male favorites left by Grudin's side were his two male favorites, and it was because of this that he could vent his anger without any scruples: "Viscount Gunstin, Viscount Gunstin, these northerners are too deceitful" Lord Baron was almost in a state of hysteria, he had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's strength was indeed too strong, he would have to leave the heads of those guys at this moment, even if it was a war with another family, he would not hesitate to do so, although his father made Count Denel a little difficult to explain, but Grudin, who was furious, couldn't care so much at the moment

Seeing that he gasped twice, one of the male pets dared to lean up and whisper, "My lord, the other party has already left the castle, why don't you just take them-"

After a few days of depression in my heart, it was difficult to put pen to paper, and I thought about it for a few days in retreat, but today I finally got my thoughts, and the strong man broke through the barrier, and his eyes suddenly opened up, hoping that the trolls of the eunuchs could get out