Act Ninety-Nine: Brando's Change
The knight was stunned, the Nine Phoenix people didn't talk about it, the real Nine Phoenix people were superior in Rosalin and the Swift Plains, how could they mix with these scavengers. Although he knew that this guy Na Xin had half of Jiufeng's blood, he was a fugitive, and he had nothing to do with Jiufeng for a long time.
As for the foreigner, he couldn't help but look at it twice, although the lord next to the lord was also a foreigner, he seemed to be different from this young man.
It was just that he had barely met Brando's gaze when he almost fell off the dragon's back, and at that moment he seemed to have some kind of illusion, as if the whole world was spinning and about to be sucked into the depths of the young man's eyes.
He was startled, and thought that there was something wrong with his body, but at least his eyes no longer dared to glance at the few people here, and only asked loudly to Na Xin:
"These are your men?"
Nashin glanced back at Brando, and understood that the other party might have noticed Brando and Mr. Liu, he thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, sir, they are my new subordinates for this job, you know how dangerous it is on the black road now." β
The knight couldn't help but sneer: "Naxin, you are crazy, do you know what happened to harboring people of unknown origin into Rosalen?" β
Na Xin couldn't help but struggle in his heart, of course he understood, but he had his own plans, they had left a bad impression on Brando before, and whether they could reverse this impression now depends on this Bo.
He was indeed gambling, because if Brando didn't accept him, then his fate would be a bit worrying.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his lips and replied, "Knights, I dare not lie to you. β
The knights immediately scolded angrily, they were not stupid. How can you see this guy talking nonsense here with his eyes open? But the leading knight calmed down at this time, he knew very well that the temperament of these vultures on the black road was the master of not seeing rabbits and not scattering eagles, how could these people dare to offend the lord of Rosarin, Na Xin This guy is so hard-mouthed, obviously he has something to rely on.
Come to think of this. He couldn't help but look at Brando again, and the terrible experience of the previous one reminded him to be cautious. He obviously didn't expect that his caution at this moment would at least save him a big trouble.
He was about to ask something, but he saw the young man on the other side of the river walk up behind Nasin, pat the latter on the shoulder, and say something to the latter.
And Nasin was stunned at that time.
He looked back at Brando, almost thinking he had misheard, "Your Excellency, you...... What do you say? β
"There's no need to hide it. You tell them the truth, but remember not to tell them about last night. I'm not going to speak for you, I'm not going to offend the knights for you, and if you want to settle them, you'll have to give them at least half of the goods in your wagon, you know? β
Brando repeated.
Seeing that Naxin was stunned, he added softly: "Don't be too greedy, it's good for you." You should understand that money and life are more important. β
Naxin pursed his dry lips, and he nodded a little sluggishly. It's like pondering the meaning of Brando's words.
However, at the critical moment, he finally showed the decisiveness that the scavengers on the black road should have, nodded heavily, and said, "I listen to you, my lord." β
Brando nodded. In fact, he could see that the purpose of those Rosarin knights was actually what was on the carriage, and the previous inquiry was just an excuse, if it was in the past, someone would have used himself as an excuse to threaten and blackmail in front of him. Maybe you can't help but teach the other party a lesson.
Just like he did in the game-
But at this time, he was calm, as if he had faintly felt that his mentality had changed since he had fought with Dusk and met Roman in his dreams.
And look at the way of looking at the problem. It seems to be starting to look different, too.
If the past was just to realize his ideals and make up for the regrets of the past, then at this moment he feels more of a heavy responsibility.
Just like the words that Antitina repeated to him repeatedly, he used to think that this staff lady was a little too old-fashioned and inflexible, but now that he thinks about it, maybe he is too naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve.
There is no freedom in this world, especially for people who have changed the fate of others, and indiscretion is just an irresponsible appearance, because every decision you make is no longer a matter of one person from now on.
If you don't understand this, maybe you will really lose Miss Merchant, and lose everyone forever.
It was only at this moment that he finally had the aura that belonged to Tonigel and the Fir Lord.
It's like the night before he asked Nasin and the others to bury the corpses of those strange creatures, if it was in the past, he would definitely not have bothered to do these things.
Because he knew that he was just a passerby here, and he might never return to Rosalin, and naturally he didn't need to think about whether his strength would be known and coveted by others.
What players are cleaning up the scene after killing the monster?
Even when he broke out at Fort Riden, he didn't do that.
But at this moment, what he thinks of is first of all prudence, and only prudence can better protect himself and everyone around him.
After receiving the instructions, Nasin went to negotiate with the knights of Rosalin, and as Brando expected, these knights were really only interested in the caravan's goods, and when they learned that Nasin's convoy was attacked by strange creatures and needed their help, these knights couldn't help but smile, and immediately threw the identities of Brando, Mr. Liu, and Huanghuo out of the clouds, after all, Lord Rosalyn has not changed the ban, and they still have to take a lot of risks to force their hands on the left side of the Chusanze River.
But now that these smugglers have a request from them, it is even better, as long as the price is negotiable, it is easy to say. If you can not fight, no one is willing to use force, everyone knows it, and the scavengers on the black road are naturally not easy to mess with.
However, compared to the others, the leading knight at least seemed a little calm, when he heard that Nasin and the others had been attacked by strange monsters last night. Brando noticed the man's face change, and hurriedly asked, "You guys were attacked?" How many weirdness? β
As soon as he spoke, the other knights reacted and turned their gazes as if they were looking for strange corpses near the caravan camp.
Even if Na Xin was sluggish, he faintly felt something when he saw this scene. He couldn't help but glance at Brando with some admiration, in fact, he and his subordinates hadn't thought about this problem at all, and wanted to use the strange corpses in that place as a capital to show off.
But he didn't know that Brando was also glad at this time, it seemed that Rosalin had really encountered an attack, if he hadn't buried the body, he was afraid that the story of slaughtering hundreds of strange monsters by himself would spread throughout the region in the blink of an eye.
I don't know how big a deal is going to go.
It was only at this moment that he felt more and more that he had chosen to be more cautious.
Naxin's mind was like lightning, and he hurriedly made up the lies that Brando had taught them before. Seven or eight monsters gathered to attack the caravan, although there were many of them, but at least they were acceptable.
They didn't expect that when Na Xin finished speaking, the faces of those knights became very strange, and they couldn't help but ask, "Seven or eight strange heads, are you sure?" β
"Of course." Nashin replied, "Sir, how can I make a joke with you about this, when these strange corpses are still here." I wonder why there are so many strange things around Rosalin. β
"Many?" The leading knight couldn't help but sneer, "You're lucky. Camel, you probably didn't know that the monsters attacked Rosalin three days ago, and at least a few hundred monsters appeared south of the Chusanze River, and if we hadn't run fast, you wouldn't have seen us now. β
"It's good I can't see you." Na Xin couldn't help but curse secretly, but he didn't dare to say it. He was only surprised: "What do you say, the strange monsters have attacked Rosalin, how is this possible, don't they never cross the river?" β
Speaking of which, he couldn't help but glance at Brando. The lord had guessed correctly, he had told them the night before that Rosalin might have been attacked by a monster, but they didn't dare to believe it at the time.
Because sometimes habitual thinking is so scary.
Brando, however, looked as usual, and only turned his head to exchange glances with Mr. Liu who was not far away, in fact, he was not the only one who judged that Rosalin might have been attacked, but also the other party. It's just that he knows better why this is happening - the Dusk Dragon is not completely sealed by Miss Tata, as Shiro said, its will is trying to penetrate the world through the world crystal wall, and those who are the advance army of the Dusk Species will continue to arrive at Vaud and launch an attack on the civilized world.
In fact, from this moment on, the Battle of the Twilight of the Sixth Age had already begun.
The leading knight was talking to Nasin about what had happened in Rosalin these days, but his tone quickly became a little strange, as if he had just reacted:
"Wait, damn camel, you said you were attacked by seven or eight monsters?"
"Of course, I won't say that." Na Xin was a little puzzled, and didn't understand why the other party went back to the old thing and brought it up again.
But the knight looked at him a little viciously and said, "Hell, you dare to make fun of me, your convoy has been attacked by seven or eight strange monsters, and you will still live to see the sun the next day?" β
Nasin couldn't help but be stunned.
He suddenly thought that this seemed to be the case, and he and his subordinates seemed to have subconsciously accepted the fact that the young man had slaughtered hundreds of strange monsters with one sword, and subconsciously forgot that even if it was a strange monster, it would be extremely difficult for them to fight.
He seemed to have only reacted at this time, even if it was a single monster, it seemed that he should have the strength of the golden order.
Then this young man.
What exactly is sacred?
As if asked, Nashin couldn't help but look back at Brando very strangely.
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(PS: Today, I wrote a small welfare theater of Haruzer in the group, and I put it out behind the text, I originally wanted to put it in the testimonial, but it turned out that the testimonial was limited to 500 words and couldn't be put down.) As for the cute boy or something,,It's definitely not the original intention of the next.,Of course,Don't talk privately about the book or something.,Because under is a healthy and disciplined person-
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The sparkling skin glows delicately in the moonlight, a well-proportioned ketone body, a slender waist and snow-white shoulders that seem to be unbearable, hidden under languid silk satin and intricate lace hooks.
Like an angel, Haruzer turned his back to the light that poured from the rose window, and fell on the tips of his delicate ears and finely polished collarbones. The long eyelashes trembled slightly like a frightened little beast, hanging with morning dew and tears, the little prince's face seemed to be dripping with blood, biting his pale lower lip, and his hands slowly lifted the luxurious and delicate skirt of the princess's long dress.
The skirt slowly rose to reveal a pair of slender legs, the color of mutton fat, like the white jade smooth silk stockings, and the roses decorated with the edges exuded a mysterious color in the darkness, as if the mistress of the manor was waiting for her most honored guest.
The perfect curve outlined by the uniform soft fat goes all the way up, revealing the most attractive view between the edge of the sock and the bottom of the skirt, which is fleeting and regrettable.
But the gaze is beyond the ankles as delicate as works of art, the snow-white feet are stepping on black round scalp shoes, the bare-looking toe caps reflect the majesty of the rose arched window, a faint lily is nailed to the belt, and the star-like buds are blooming under the moon.
The toes were clasped together, and the instep of the foot was a pink hue, reflecting the uneasiness in her master's heart.
"Old ...... Teacher, this ...... Is that okay, I...... Somewhat out of breath. β
The little prince's voice trembled slightly, mixed with a small wheezing sound.
"The girdle is too tight." Brando commented with a professional eye, shaking his head and sighing, "Also, Haruzer, this is just a simple male disguised as a woman, isn't there no need to be so nervous as if I am going to do something to you?" β
ββ¦β¦ Yes, I'm sorry, teacher. β
β¦β¦ (To be continued......)