It took a lot of effort for Lord Rosalin to wake up, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to let the knights support him and come to Brando with a complicated expression. Trembling with a fat body, he prostrated respectfully, intending to kiss Brando's boots in order to plead guilty to the other party, the majesty of the Rosalin family, and his dignity, seemed to be indifferent to this moment.

Of course, in fact, the lord thought that in front of the young man in front of him, these were nothing—he was not the most prominent of the Rozarin family masters, but at least his brain was not stupid, and although he had been a little frightened before, he had already understood it at this moment.

Whether it is his own guard captain or the young man in front of him, according to the common saying in the Jiufeng area, it is the legendary existence above the top of the clouds, for these people, as long as the Luo Salin family does not want to be removed from the Swift Plain, then they must not be offended.

He was full of regret in his heart, and agreed to cooperate with the people of the ghost car, thinking that the other party would protect him, and he really thought the same: in the Swift Plain, a place far away from the Tiangao Emperor, even the power of the Nine Phoenix Imperial Family could not do anything to him, after all, the Extreme Sword Saint of the Jade Phoenix line would not easily go outside the border, and those people also had to prevent the Sword Saint of the ghost car from planning and ambushing them outside the border.

And getting the favor of ghost cars in this land is a great thing for the Rosalin family.

But he never thought that people who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries, Jiufeng's royal family really didn't make any moves, but he kicked the iron plate in his territory. looked at the two real people on the clouds in front of him. Lord Rosalin had mixed feelings in his mind - although one of them was the captain of his own guard, or the captain of the guard, he was not yet confused. As if he was a mirror in his heart, he understood that it was absolutely impossible for a person like Boban to really stay in a small place like Rosalyn willingly, and he might still be able to act incognito as the head of the family's guard before revealing his identity, but after he revealed his true strength, a place like Rosalyn could no longer keep the other party.

Even if he really stayed here, it didn't make sense, but it would bring unnecessary trouble to the family, not to mention the family whose glory had long since passed. Even the big families with names and surnames on the Swift Plains may not be able to provide each other with enough stage.

It wasn't a game that the Rosalin family could get into.

He is very sober-minded and does not report such fantasies. He had wondered why the other party had been hiding incognito in the Rozarin family—perhaps for the secret of his own family, or for some other reason—but at this moment it didn't matter.

What is really important is that as a smart person, you must always understand your current situation, which is the head of the previous generation of Rosarin. That is what his father taught him. Even though he himself is now over half a hundred years old, he still trembles and remembers this teaching.

He remembered that his father was the most prominent head of the Rosalin family's generations, and he was far from being able to compare, but he was at least good at one thing, and that was self-knowledge.

At this moment, the favor of the ghost car was no longer in charge, because if he didn't do it, he was afraid that there would be no future immediately.

The lord of Rosalin did not know Brando, and neither did Blank.

He looked at the lord, who he could say to be a big man, and he trembled and knelt down. He bowed his head to kiss the dust off Brando's boots, and his face remained motionless. He is not a cold-blooded person, but he was also the head of a country, and some naïve thoughts have long been absent in his heart.

He knew in his heart that if the other party wanted to survive in the chaotic place of the Swift Plains, this was an attitude that the weak side had to do with dignity, because when the necessary strength was lacking, it was actually superfluous and harmful.

Just like Lord Rosalin thought in his heart, since he had already shown the strength of the Extreme Realm Sword Saint, it was impossible for him to stay in this place anymore, he would eventually leave, and he could no longer shelter the somewhat broken family left by the old lord, and after he left, the other party would have to rely on his own strength to gain a foothold in the Swift Plains.

Jiufeng may not be a world where the strong are respected, but in the Swift Plain, such ideas are very popular, and Blank has been immersed in this cultural atmosphere for decades, and is more or less inevitably influenced by such ideas.

But Brando didn't necessarily agree, especially when he saw this fat guy crawling down and kissing his boots in front of him like a ball, both mentally and physically, he couldn't stand it, and with just one hand support, three silver threads appeared out of thin air to set up the lord.

"No need, I'm not that petty yet." Brando looked at the other and replied.

The lord of Rosalin looked up at him in disbelief as he looked at Blank to the side. Blank nodded to him and replied, "Listen to Mr. Brando, he is my old friend, and he will not embarrass you." ”

Lord Rosalin's face changed for a while, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at Brando, and then at his captain, his heart was full of regret, and when he thought that he had led a group of 'ants' to take the initiative to provoke the other party, he couldn't help but feel sour in his back molars, and at the same time secretly screamed in his heart.

But who would have thought that a young man who looked no more than in his early twenties would have such strength?

The genius who is known as a thousand-year-old genius, the guy called Fang Qi in the ghost car, the ghost car bragged him to the heavens and the earth, and in front of the higher level of power, he was indeed fooled for a while, and he was amazed by the strength of that young man.

But now he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart: "What kind of genius who lives to see the hell once in a thousand years, he really lives to a dog......" In his heart, he had already shifted the responsibility for his misjudgment of Brando's strength to this ghost car clan, the most outstanding genius in the past thousand years.

It's a pity that what he doesn't know is, not to mention the genius of the ghost car, but Brando's strength is really talented, and there will probably never be a second one in this world.

But coincidentally, he is not the only one who thinks like him, and Blank is also amazed by Brando's strength in his heart. However, he was not lamented by the absolute strength of the Brando's Extreme Realm, he was not as uninformed as the former, and understood that there were some inheritances from ancient times in Vaynd that could quickly improve a person's strength, and these inheritances were rare for ordinary people, but for the descendants of the marshals of the Imperial Alliance, they were not as rare as they imagined.

At least he knew that Lord Darus and Her Majesty the Queen should have received a legacy related to the Dark Dragon on the battlefield of the final battle.

But what really amazed the deputy marshal of the coalition was Brando's swordsmanship realm, which was something that could only be produced by the combined effect of accumulation and outstanding talent, and in his battles with the other party, he could easily feel that the swordsmanship of the marshal's descendants had reached the last step, and he was only one step away from the highest level of a warrior.

Such a Juggernaut was not absent in Vahnde, or even in Cruz, at least as far as he knew, there were several within the Empire, but Brando, like him, was only twenty years old—and even before the age of fifty, there was none.

For a freak like Brando, Blank can only sigh in his heart, worthy of the monster blood of the Daurus family, exactly like his grandfather.

Brando glanced at Lord Rosalin, who was standing there respectfully, and knew in his heart that he should have 'convinced' the other party, of course, he knew in his heart which of the Empire's allied deputy marshal Blank was credited, although it was not clear what the other party's attitude was, but at least for now, it should be regarded as friendly.

He glanced back at the phoenix, the little girl was also staring at this side, there was some expectation in her dark eyes, Brando knew in his heart what His Royal Highness the Nine Phoenix Imperial Family wanted to ask himself, he nodded.

Turning his head again, he spoke to the lord of Rosalin, "Although I know that there was only a misunderstanding between us, my lordship, I also know that this misunderstanding did not happen by accident, right?" ”

Lord Rosarin's heart jumped suddenly, he knew that the other party was not stupid, although he had expected this question in his heart, but he was still inevitably stuck at this moment.

He knew that no matter how he answered, he would inevitably offend either of them, and he hoped that Brando would not ask the question, but he also knew in his heart that just as he knew the existence of the other party, it was impossible for this young man not to know about their existence.

Seriously, he was more reluctant to offend the ghost car in comparison, because the Rosalin family had to gain a foothold in the Swift Plains, and even if this young man agreed to shelter him, the other party would not be able to stay here all the time. But the ghost car line has been rooted in this place for many years, and its sphere of influence has long been ingrained and full-fledged, and it is not a wise thing for anyone who wants to make a living in this land to choose to offend the ghost car.

But more realistically, if he dared to say a word, he felt that the Rosalin family would disappear even further.

The young man seemed to be more talkative, but who knows if his sword was just as talkative? The other party may still have some compassion and kindness that belongs to young people, but it does not mean that the other party is a fool.

"I ......"

He spoke dryly, then read something in the eyes of his former captain of the guard before stammering, "Yes...... It's ......"

"In other words, you and your knights came to trouble me, not because I was making trouble in your inn in the afternoon, but because there was another reason, right?"

"This ......"

…… (To be continued......)