The panda changed into a sackcloth robe, and looked like a common ascetic among warrior monks, walking unhurriedly on the grasslands of the Marquis of Brian.

When herdsmen and soldiers saw him nearby, a more alert soldier came to inquire about the matter, and was dismissed by him in a few words - although it is not a negotiation profession itself, the panda has also pointed the negotiation skills to a level that is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to reach, as long as they don't really talk about it, such as "I'm just a wandering ascetic monk" and the like, it is completely able to fool this ordinary soldier.

The wandering ascetic monk walked for a while and came to the Marquis's stallion.

The Marquis did not have a lot of guards in the horse farm, one did not feel the need, and the other was someone who dared to come to him for trouble, and ordinary guards were sent to death in vain, which was a waste of manpower - Wen Bryan was a man of careful calculations since he was a child, so he would not waste the lives of his soldiers in such a meaningless place!

However, when the panda approached the stable of the big stallion Qinglong, he was stopped by the guards.

"Don't come closer. The middle-aged knight with the beard said, "It's dangerous." ”

"Dangerous?" the panda looked over there in surprise, but didn't see anything dangerous.

"Our Marquis is angry with someone and wants to duel - we don't know when the other man will come, but we are sure that the man must be very powerful. "If there is a fight between the two sides, it will be dangerous over there." ”

"You marquis are going to duel with someone, and you are just here to watch?" asked the panda in confusion.

"If not, what else can we do?" asked the knight, "the marquis said that if he fights one-on-one, the other party may not kill him, but if we rush up and besiege him, even if he does not die today, he will definitely die in a few days." ”

"What if the other party decides to kill him?" Panda asked.

"That can't be helped. The knight sighed, "The marquis has already made a will, this is a fair duel between him and that man, victory or defeat is life and death, whether it is the Brian family, relatives or friends, they are not allowed to trouble that person for this matter." ”

“...... You marquis can really see it!"

The knight smiled: "The biggest advantage of our marquis is that he can see clearly, if he is not good enough, how can he become a marquis?"

Panda naturally understood what he meant - the contemporary Marquis of Brian was not the eldest son of the old marquis, and he was not even born to his wife. In order to allow him to inherit his title, the old marquis thought of many ways and made many transactions, and finally made this always smiling boy become a new generation of Marquis Brian.

Winn Bryan did not disappoint him, after becoming a marquis, he led the Brian family, like a light boat, avoiding all kinds of storms in Thracian politics, and has been developing steadily and safely. According to the plot in the game, even in the era of the appearance of the Doomsday Dragon, the Marquis of Bryan still maintained basic stability, which is a miracle.

There is naturally an element of luck in this, but the prudence and lack of trouble of the four generations of Marquis Bryan for decades are the more important reasons.

And this tradition of "not causing trouble" began with Winn Bryan.

The panda nodded, his feet suddenly quickened, and his figure was like a gust of wind, bypassing the knights, and before the Bryan knights could react, they were near the stables, in front of Winn Bryan, who was sitting at the table eating and drinking.

Seeing his appearance, Wen Bryan didn't have any surprise or fear, but just knocked on the table with his hand: "Please sit, are you interested in eating together?"

"I've eaten it. Panda replied.

"Oh, then mind waiting for me?"

"No problem, you eat slowly. ”

Winn Bryan smiled and continued to eat and drink. He eats with great poisie, drinking half of a bowl of broth in one sip, and a large slice of buttered bread that can bite off most of it in one bite...... Looking at the way he eats, people can't help but think of the kind of strong people who can participate in the Big Stomach King Competition, and they eat so happily.

He didn't eat long, and in no more than twenty minutes he had eaten what was probably his last meal, and then asked the waiter to clean up the table for him, wash his face and hands, and drink half a glass of sour juice, and his whole body seemed to be in good spirits.

"Alright!" he stood up, putting on his armor under the attendant's service, "I'm ready to go." ”

Instead of standing up, the panda asked, "Why do you want to fight me?"

"Because I'm going to correct your wrong idea!" came the serious voice of Winn Bryan from behind the visor of the helmet, "Do you think that for that horse, galloping across the grassland, fighting other monsters, fighting for food and territory, or following you on adventures to fight to the death with people like Leopold...... Can these things be talked about happiness?"

The panda was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and frowned.

He hadn't really thought about it.

"It may seem to you that it is just a horse, a vassal of you as a knight, but it is also a man!" said Win-Brian exclaimed, "isn't it true that a man pursues a good life, a horde of wives and concubines, and children and grandchildren?

Panda felt a little speechless, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "These things, you want to duel with me...... Does it matter?"

"Of course it does!" Wyn Bryan almost roared, "I'm a man, too! I don't have the ability to enjoy that kind of life, but I can experience its happiness, and I can experience its happiness! In my heart, I have long regarded it as a like-minded best friend! If you want to destroy my best friend's happy life, of course I will do everything in my power to stop you!"

The panda feels a bit of a toothache.

He felt like he should say something, but he didn't know what to say.

He never imagined that Winn Bryan would have to duel with him because of such a thing...... This is simply ridiculous!

This guy is a dignified Marquis of Thrace! A marquis, with a population of hundreds of thousands in his territory, and a cloud of masters under his command...... Such a big man, but he has to duel with himself for the "happy life" of a horse?

How can he and Qinglong become "best friends"? Both sides don't understand the language, okay?

But in the face of such a guy, he found that not to mention the killing intent, he couldn't even mention the fighting spirit.

He wanted to laugh more now than he fought.

What a strange thing!

After being silent for a long time, he sighed and said, "This kind of thing, at least the opinion of the person concerned should be sought, right? Since you think it is your friend, then you should not use your own ideas to make decisions for it, is that right?"