In fact, at this time, Brando had the heart to prove himself with the white crow swordsmanship, but he was also weak. He couldn't help but feel powerless in his heart - this Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles was really as terrifying as ever, and the sword pressure didn't even give him the slightest room to fight back.

Not to mention using the white crow swordsmanship, Brando thought to himself that if he had an extra move, he would probably be killed by the opponent immediately. Although Mephistopheles made up his mind to capture him alive, the sword confrontation was no joke after all.

Because both sides are sure that the other party will do their best, and if one party is a little childish, the other party will be killed by mistake, and that situation itself is not expected by Mephistopheles.

After all, who would have thought that an opponent who was obviously fighting for his life would joke with his own life?

The Grey Sage had calculated that Brando had to do his best to resist every blow he had, because only in this way could the young man's actions be limited, and in fact, Brando had already surprised Mephistopheles.

He was now sure that the young man was a genius, and not of the ordinary kind.

It's not that he's conceited, he hasn't seen a young man who can walk through three moves in his hands. Not to mention young people, even many sword masters who have been famous for a long time may not be able to take their three swords so calmly in the gold field - after some fighting, Mephistopheles saw through Brando's approximate strength.

However, the more this happened, the more certain he was that Veronica would not give up on this young man lightly, even in the Cruz Empire, the golden strength in his early twenties, and at the same time the dual genius of swordsmanship and tactics were rare to see in hundreds of years.

Don't talk about Veronica, even he himself secretly cherishes his talents, but unfortunately, he is a Cruz. The genius of the Cruz is his enemy.

Mephistopheles' face was cold, but the sword in his hand was a little faster.

And at this time, Brando's heart was just sleepy-eyed and yawned, and then she spoke: "Quick, little guy, exchange the control of the body to the big sister me, you can't deal with this guy." ”

"Are you okay?" Brando's mind was lightning fast.

"It's a bit of a problem, you and him are definitely too far apart, but at least it's not so much that you won't be able to fight back."

"I mean, it's okay to force it—didn't you say that this isn't the proper way to use the Holy Seal, Lord Ortales?"

"Of course, I've been resting for a month or two since last time, so it's not a big problem if it's ten minutes or so." Otares replied with some pride, and she snorted softly, "Why, do you look down on your sister?" ”

"No, Lord Otares," replied Brando, who only thought that this time he was in the main material world, but was relieved to think that he had saved himself once in Buciolales, "Come on." ”

The exchange of thoughts between the two sides was only completed in an instant, and Mephistopheles' greatsword had just collided with the blade of the Earth Sword in Brando's hand.

But in fact, it was not he who controlled Brando's body at this time.

And at that moment, Otares struck out three swords in a row - the sword of the earth turned into a black shadow in her hand, slammed, pressed, and pressed, because the speed was too fast, it seemed to outsiders that it was the sword of the earth, and Harangea, split into three in an instant, and made contact with Mephistopheles's greatsword at the same time.

'Ding-', the three sword strikes turned into the same metallic tremble.

Then Otares took advantage of the momentum and retreated, floating out of the range of the Gray Sword Master's sword momentum unscathed. And at this time, it was only a few seconds since the two of them met.

There was a silent dead silence on the left.

The young men were stunned, not to mention the nobles of the Eruin Legation in the distance, who seemed to have only reacted at this time and realized what they had seen before.

Is that young man really an Eruin?

Are the two guys still using mortal swordsmanship?

Although those nobles are unbearable, they still have some ability to join this envoy group after all, especially Roberen's background is illustrious, and his natural knowledge is also extraordinary. He took a deep breath and immediately realized something—that young man was probably the most brilliant genius Eruin had ever had in nearly three centuries, and that he must not be buried in such an unknown way.

Although Brando called out the name of the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles just now, there are many people in this world who have the same name and surname, and besides, the Gray Sword Saint has disappeared for so many years, and it is normal for Roberon to not expect the identity of the other party for a while.

It's just that at this time he suddenly ran out and shouted, "Wait, sir, he's not Crewe......"

He originally wanted to prove that Brando was not from Cruz, but he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, the Sword Master who suddenly withdrew the giant sword and carried it on his shoulder had already spoken.

Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles raised an eyebrow, and actually looked at Brando with interest; He didn't look at the fat Earl Roberen, who was shouting on the side, but interrupted the guy and said to Brando: "What a flash sword, Geert's descendant, young man - Cruz's palace secret swordsmanship is now also in your hands, what else do you have to say?" ”

As soon as he said this, the Eruin envoys over there immediately dropped their jaws.

Roberon looked at the young man dumbfounded, and his mind went blank for a moment - Cruz's palace secret sword technique Flash Sword came from the dragon family's heritage, but it was much more famous than the White Crow Sword Technique that Eruin changed from the Wind Elf Guard Sword Technique.

If the White Crow swordsmanship is still likely to be left behind, then only Geert's direct descendants can practice it in the history of the Flash Sword, which is the swordsmanship belonging to the King of Flame and one of the pride of the Eagle Empire.

At this time, not to mention the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, even this wide-bodied and fat Eruin nobleman who fought his way out of the wolf disaster with Brando couldn't help but wonder if this young nobleman was a Cruz man.

Although it looks like Brando is more of an Eruin.

But in fact, with the exception of the blonde hair and blue eyes of the descendants of the Eagle Knights of pure blood, most of the Cruz are very similar to the Eruin, after all, they were born from the same people centuries ago.

Not to mention that Brando's mother was a native of Candilego, and his ancestors were a member of the exiled nobles of the Cruz people, so he didn't seem to be very different.

And at this time, Roberen's heart suddenly felt a sudden.

No wonder

No wonder this young man dared to teach the little princess of the Flower Collar so mercilessly, no wonder he dared to confront Veronica to his face, no wonder he didn't take the golden-maned Toquinine lion man seriously.

FeelingsThis young man was originally a Cruz, and he was not an ordinary Cruzian, he could flash a sword, that is to say, he was a direct descendant of Geert, the King of Fire.

Cruz doesn't have a history like Eruin once had a change of dynasty, with the Corkova dynasty replacing the Siphah dynasty, because of the support of the Sanctuary of Fire, it is only natural that the descendants of the King of Fire have always ruled the empire.

In summary.

In other words, this young man is not only a Cruz man, but also a member of the Cruz royal family

Thinking of how they had dared to go to trouble a member of the Cruz royal family before, Count Roberon couldn't help but want to raise his white chubby hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead.

He paused for a moment, and hurriedly said to Brando, with some hesitation: "I beg your pardon, Mr. Baron, we should not have offended your Excellency before-"

He didn't dare to directly say that Brando was from Cruz to avoid being angered, but in his opinion, Mephistopheles had already recognized Brando's identity, so it didn't really make a difference whether he opened his mouth or not.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Otares just glanced over to this side without knowing the truth, and at this time, Brando, who put his soul back into his body, almost couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

Nima, this time I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it

"Lord Ortales," he couldn't help but be a little speechless, "you-"

"How?" Ottales was slightly stunned in her heart, she was not a fool, hearing Mephistopheles's strange questioning, and looking at the suspicious attitude of the fat man Roberen, she naturally understood that she might have done something stupid.

But what she couldn't figure out was that the swordsmanship of Geert, the King of Fire, was also the swordsmanship of an upright sage, or did it mean that the descendants of the King of Flame had now fallen to the point where everyone shouted and beaten?

But it doesn't look like it.

"Aren't you a wind elf, why do you use a flash sword?" Brando asked weakly, "Generally speaking, people use the swordsmanship they are most accustomed to, don't they?" ”

"That's right," replied Otares, "but little one, this body is yours after all, and most of my swordsmanship is suitable for women, and Geert's swordsmanship is probably the most suitable for you, so that it can exert ten percent of its power." ”

"In a situation like that just now, my sister can only defend herself with all her might," she replied in her heart, "Besides, last time in the Heavenly Mandate Arena, wasn't it also the flash sword that was used?" ”

Brando almost had another mouthful of blood, he thought that Otares was an unexpected savior, but he didn't think that what was the worst decision, this was the worst decision.

But he also knew that the female knight herself was not at fault, but he couldn't imagine such a coincidence even if he wanted to break his head.

This Nima is too coincidental

However, there was no point in saying anything more now, even the envoys present were beginning to doubt his identity, and those centaurs and tree elves naturally did not have the ability to prove his identity.

At this time, only Kuran, Antitina, and Akane could know that he was telling the truth, as they had seen him wield his flash sword in the underworld.

But then again, can Curlan, Antitina, and Akane really be sure? Brando knew that he was a mystery in their minds.

What's more, even if the two ladies were willing to testify, the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles at this time might not necessarily be able to believe it, after all, in the eyes of this Sword Saint, they were in the same group as themselves.

Brando glanced over there.

Akane seemed to want to come up, but was stopped by Antitina. This move made Brando breathe a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of Akane's impulsiveness, Mephistopheles didn't kill him because he was still useful, and he might not be able to really show mercy to others.

In fact, at this time, Brando understood that there was only one way left to prove his identity.

That is the silver brooch of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

It is impossible for a real member of the Cruz royal family to disguise themselves as members of the Knights of the Eruin royal family.

However, it was obviously not appropriate to display Her Royal Highness the Princess's silver brooch here, and Brando looked around, then said to Otares, "Lord Ottales, do you have any techniques that can increase speed. ”

"Naturally, how?" Ortales replied as she stood on guard for Mephistopheles.

"Find a way to lure that guy out of here, to a place where no one is around." Brando replied.

"Little one, you're too whimsical," Otales shook her head, "His absolute strength surpasses yours too much, and I can only make up for it for a while by relying on my skills, and I can't escape—"

"That's enough, the speed of the Grey Sword Saint Mephistopheles is his weakness," Brando replied affirmatively, "Although I don't want to get rid of him, it's more than enough to distract him." ”

"Are you so sure?" The female knight was slightly stunned.

Brando thought that if he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have been able to pass the mission of the Black Iron Body back then, so he nodded, "Listen to me, Lord Ortales, go west from here and lead him to a place." ”

Ottales hesitated, then nodded.

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