"Where is the location of the banquet?" for some reason, Bryant did not refuse the invitation this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Maybe it's the bad opponent who bores him, or maybe he also wants to see the boring tricks of these colleagues, and there is an imperceptible expression on his face, so weird that almost no one can decipher.

"The City Lord's Mansion in Eagle County is nominally headed by Chris Mime City Lord, and I would like to thank the Purple Gold Legion for your help. Although Nick Young was very surprised that his general would be interested, he replied honestly. There was a clear hint of mockery and disdain on Nick Young's face, and he didn't look favorably on any of the Purple and Gold Legion commanders except Bryant, because those guys would be overshadowed in front of his commander. Let's form a gang and form a faction, and if you have to find a way to make all this high-sounding, it will really hide people's eyes. Nick Young believes that his generals will not be in the same boat.

In this place where the land is fat and oily, even a small sheriff can make a lot of money on his waist, let alone Chris Mime, who is the lord of a city. Compared to the palaces of some small principalities, the city lord's mansion of the city lord of Mime is not inferior, and it is magnificently built. And in the backyard of his City Lord's Mansion, construction was still underway, and it was obvious that he had no intention of interrupting this luxurious life. Seize the moment and have fun in time, this is probably the purpose of the Lord of Meme.

Mime is a big man who is more than two meters tall, according to common sense, no matter how you look at it, a person of this height will have a heroic spirit, but Mime completely subverts this truth. Because of the sound of a long life of pleasure, the city lord was extremely bloated, weighing at least four hundred pounds, almost all of which was fat. He slammed into the open gate of the city lord's mansion, and even the huge gate seemed a little crowded. The big fat man was dressed in expensive furs and looked like a rare wild animal. As soon as he saw Bryant and Nick Young coming on horseback, Mime stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"Your presence has brought the Humble House to life, my General Bryant. On behalf of the people of Eagle County, I would like to thank you for the Purple Gold Legion for reaching out in times of need...... "Mime doesn't know how much effort it took to put the flesh on his fat face into a pile of smiles, looking harmless to humans and animals. I don't know if it's because he was so excited to see Bryant, or because he has so much fat in his body that even on this warm and cold night, there is a faint sweat on Mime's forehead.

"Excuse me, lord of the city. Your mansion is definitely not flourishing because of my presence, it is the tax support of the people of the Empire, and I am not so attractive. Bryant interrupted his chatter and said politely but rejectingly, "It is the decision of the Empire to come to your aid, not the decision of our Purple and Gold Legion, we are just soldiers." I've heard that you've hosted a banquet for some of my colleagues, but I wonder where they are now?"

"They've all arrived, just waiting for you, General Bryant, please. Mime smiled awkwardly, and said to himself that this General Bryant was really as unkind as rumored. The moment he turned his head, Mime's eyes also flashed a trace of cruelty that did not match his cute exterior at all.

The inside of Mime's City Lord's Mansion is much more magnificent than it looks outside, and now the battle with the border bandit forces is not completely over, but it is already like a celebration banquet here. Not only are there many slaves interspersed in the house, but there are even desert dancers who Mime didn't know where to buy them dancing to the song.

Bryant drove straight in without saying a word, and waved his hand directly, signaling the idlers and others to retreat. Bryant himself strode to the main seat and sat down, as the supreme military commander of this expedition, Bryant has the power to cut first and then play. And now such a scene seems to be challenging his bottom line. Now the soldiers of the Purple and Gold Legion are still stationed outside the city, always on guard against the flames of war that have not been completely extinguished. As a result, these chiefs are good, and they have already embraced Mime's mansion left and right, enjoying the blessings of all people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is it time for you to be greedy for pleasure?" Bryant grimaced, grabbing the flask on the table and bringing himself a glass. His tone may have been as calm as usual, but his face was about to frost.

"General Bryant, those bandit coalitions have been defeated and defeated in your onslaught, and they are no longer in a good position. Why are you being so yourself?Why don't you sit down and enjoy your life so far??Do you have to be so meticulous?" A man who was also wearing the uniform of the commander of the Purple and Gold Legion spoke, this was Stephen Black, the commander of the Fifteenth Regiment of the Purple and Gold Legion.

The people of the Purple Gold Legion are masters wherever they go in the Rex Empire, even if they are the city lords of Mime, they are actually nothing in front of them, and they have to give three points when they see them, this is the special treatment of the Purple Gold Legion in the empire, and when necessary, they must be opened to the door. It was precisely because of this situation that Stephen Black dared to use his status for extravagant pleasure in such a grand manner. In fact, according to Blake's understanding, except for him, almost all the commanders of the Purple and Gold Army are like this. When they are at the base, they need to be respectful in everything, and when they leave the base, that's when it's time for them to enjoy. But whenever they go out on a mission, they will not miss this link.

The only one who doesn't, and who is now in this hall, is Bryant. As a systematic person, they have more or less heard of the style of Bryant's colleague. Except for the written military orders of the immediate commander and the holy words of the emperor, Bryant did not give face to anyone. No one knows what he wants, and he's like a walking dead a lot of the time, out of place, and rarely speechless.

His personality will be known to his colleagues on missions, and as long as you follow the plan, there will be no problem from start to finish. As long as he behaves the slightest bit inappropriately, even if he is a little proud, even if he despises the enemy, it is possible for him to discipline people with a straight face, and he will not pay attention to how many achievements you have done, nor how old your qualifications are, and he will not save you any face. Because of him as a regiment commander, even the purple and gold soldiers of the first regiment are different from other regiments, they are all taciturn, and they have a straight face when they don't agree with each other.

Bryant is also known for his numerous achievements, more than any other commander in the Purple and Gold Army. If this development continues, it is not impossible for him to become the next captain of the Purple and Gold after Kupchak and Jackson. Some people may want to see such a situation, but it will definitely not be his colleagues. The thought of such a person becoming their top boss will probably make everyone feel scared.

It's strange that in this place, Blake and the others know what kind of person Bryant is, a person who never smiles on the battlefield and is self-disciplined to the level of masochism, Bryant himself knows it. In the past, if these guys wanted to indulge, they would definitely sneak to play by themselves, and they would never call Bryant, and everyone could barely get along with each other. For the first time ever, this is the case today.

"I don't care how badly they are beaten now, if the war is not over for a day, then we should still be in a state of combat readiness, do you still need me to teach you such a simple truth? Or rather, you don't care about the verdict of the highest military tribunal of the Empire. Bryant just replied coldly, as the saying goes, differences do not conspire with each other, and people like Blake are talking nonsense, and one more sentence is a waste of saliva. They tried to provoke Bryant's bottom line, and Bryant didn't mind making them understand how serious he really was about these issues, and he always did what he said.

However, his words obviously did not scare Blake, and the eyes of everyone in this hall were focused on Blake, except for Bryant, this place was the largest in Blake. The others looked unnatural now, partly because of Bryant's compelling aura, and partly, because they had expected such a confrontation.

Blake didn't answer the question directly, but poured himself a drink, and then drank it all, drinking several large glasses in a row, before staring at Bryant, the temporary chief, the smile on his face hidden an indescribable deep meaning. He didn't have the slightest fear, but a kind of pleasure, an expression that only comes after the realization of revenge.

The Meme City Lord, who had always deliberately stood far away, had been watching Bryant's expression vigilantly, and he had caught a very subtle detail. Bryant's pupils suddenly constricted to reveal his current mood, and the frost covered the thin and handsome cheeks in an instant. As Bryant's mood fluctuated, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became condensed, and the temperature instantly dropped by a few points. Under everyone's gaze, he could clearly see that light blue frost marks appeared on Bryant's purple gold armor, this time it was not his cold aura, but the real frost. Bryant was an ice-attribute Dou Qi cultivator, which was obviously caused by the surge of Dou Qi in his body.

Bryant's face began to change, anger and disappointment in his wandering gaze, somehow more than that. As a person who has experienced countless winds and waves, if he can't even feel the subtle and sensitive atmosphere in this hall at this moment, then he is not the myth of the so-called Purple and Gold Army. And Blake's villainous face almost put everything on the table, Bryant has already understood that this banquet is just a superficial project they have made, and even if there is a banquet, it is not a good banquet.

"I don't know what your reason is, but have you really decided to do something to me? and the friend who is hiding on the side, although you are a master, but your cultivation is not deep enough, and your fluctuating qi has betrayed you. I don't think you've ever played such a role with your identity and strength, right?" In this deathly silence, Bryant waited a long time before he spoke, raised his glass and drank slowly, the brilliant liquid slid down the crystal glass, he raised his head and drank it all, his lips spreading out an arc of unknown meaning.

Nick Young, who had been standing behind him, suddenly had a thrill, and his long-cultivated instinct made his hand touch the hilt of the sword at his waist in an instant. Here are all their own people, and they are all brothers and sisters of the Purple and Gold Army. Even if they don't look very good at each other, they are indeed robes. Bryant suddenly came up with such a question, which sounded so harsh at this moment. Nick Young knows his generals too well, and Bryant has always been a taciturn person, but when he speaks, he can often accurately say the key points of the moment, so Nick Young can't help but feel a sudden nervousness, and a faint uneasiness about the answer he is about to get.

"If you go to the underworld, I hope you don't blame us, if you want to blame us, blame us higher. I can only promise you that you will not be alone on the way to the underworld. If nothing else, all your family and friends are already waiting for you to meet in the underworld at this moment, Bryant!" Blake's next sentence made the wine glass in Bryant's hand turn into an ice sculpture in an instant, and the crystal powder slid down his fingertips. Brian slammed his glass and yelled, "What are you waiting for?

Taking advantage of Bryant's trance, a figure wearing a black cloak suddenly flashed out from behind the door, and he could only see that the person was holding a piece of the magic crystal of a super-level demonic beast tightly in his hand. The shard suddenly lit up, and this was the case when the magic sealed inside was triggered.

The sudden glare of light made it almost impossible to open his eyes, and the man in the shadows narrowed his eyes, and the light slid over the bridge of his straight nose and pursed lips. The deep black cloak shone brightly in the bright hall, and with the lifting of the cloak, the cardinal archbishop coat of arms peculiar to the Holy See of Light on his shirt indicated the dignity of the master...... (To be continued.) )