For Jiufeng, the green jade hills and the Swift Plain are just the marginal areas. But for the sapphire hills and the Swift Plain, Rosalin on the other side of the Wagtail Strait can only be regarded as its marginal area.
The establishment of Rosalin dates back to the era of the long-staple cotton war in the Swift Plains. A group of war refugees fled the Wagtail Strait by boat, landed on the barren land east of the Dead Moon Sea, and established settlements here. thrive. After the war, some of the first people returned to their hometowns and brought information from the other side of the strait back to the Swift Plain. Then there was a simple trade relationship between the two sides of the strait, but due to the poverty of real estate, this relationship has always been this way. Embellishments on a golden waterway.
Rosalin’s second development came from the failure of the Rosalin family in the Swift Plains. The failure of the war forced Rosalin’s ancestor lord to lead his remnant soldiers across the Wagtail Strait in order to survive. Rosalin The aborigines of, could not resist or did not resist these knights from the downfall of the strait. This treatment lasted for centuries. The Rosalin family built a permanent castle and managed to maintain themselves here with poor production. Dominance on a piece of land.
The Rosalin family’s castle was built abruptly on a promontory, overlooking the somewhat chaotic town on the waterfront below. Because it had to fight against the intrusions of the undead in the past few centuries, the city was surrounded by walls and towers. Make it look barely the taste of a military fortress.
The convoy came along the avenue to the city gate, only when a head came out from the city wall, the man saw the knights below and hurriedly gestured to the guard towers on both sides. The soldiers in the guard tower pushed the winch, and the city gate was smashed. rising.
After entering the city, the tense nerves of the knights of Rosalinn immediately relaxed. They had already packed their waists into a bulging bag. At this moment, they turned over and dismounted and greeted their familiar colleagues in the outposts on both sides of the city gate fortress. Just kidding.
Kesaf turned his horse's head from the front, passed through his hands, and came to the side of Brando and Mr. Liu who were walking side by side. He glanced at them and said to Nashin who was not far away: " Rosalin is currently under martial law. You know the rules and don't cause trouble. The merchant fleet in the Swift Plains has just left, and there should be room in the shadow of the storm."
Na Xin responded quickly. Unlike Brando and Mr. Liu, he didn't dare to offend the lord of Rosalin. Behind these knights represented the majesty of that lord, which was not something a smuggler like him could challenge.
When the knights dispersed, the caravan leader-or the smuggler leader's expression turned gloomy, took a sip, turned his head bitterly and ordered his hands to look for the guys who had escaped the night before to see if they were there. Flee back to Rosalin.
Scavengers have their own rules, so they can't easily be desecrated.
Brando watched the mixed-race Rosalinn give orders there, and after dismissing everyone, he came to him and said flatly to him: "My lord, I think that guy Kesaf is uneasy and kind."
"Oh?" He pretended not to know.
Mr. Liu also looked at Nashin. Since he had become consistent with Branda, he no longer interjected at this moment, just quietly clutching his rein and sitting on the saddle, watching the two negotiate.
"My lord, Kesaf is afraid that he has recognized the identities of Mr. Liu and Miss Huang Huo. I think he is uneasy and kind." Na Xin whispered to Brando.
"Oh, why do you say that?"
"He has something wrong on the banks of the Qiusangze River. Before the guy saw so many black crystals, he probably wanted the lion to open his mouth, but since he asked about the identities of Mr. Liu and Ms. Huang Huo, he was obviously absent. A subordinate quietly talked to him about wanting to blackmail us, but was scolded by him. Several of my subordinates happened to hear their dispute. I don't think Kesaf is so moral."
"Also," he licked his chapped mouth, and continued: "He actually had the intention to remind us that if we want to change our life and death, would it have anything to do with these knight masters? Let me say that he would like us to be unlucky sooner. I think the focus of his remarks should be the latter sentence. He reminded us that there is still room in the shadow of the storm. I think these remarks should be addressed to you and Mr. Liu."
"Where is the shadow of the storm?"
"That's a hotel in Rosalin."
"You mean he wants us to live there?" Brando looked at the smuggler with some interest. He didn't care why he released his kindness to him, but he did need such a manpower right now.
As for the other party's unreliability, it doesn't matter.
Na Xin nodded hurriedly.
He has dark skin and deep wrinkles on his forehead. He is not like a businessman, but more like a sailor who eats by the sea all year round on the Wagtail Strait. And unlike the general mentality of ordinary desperado gamblers, he also behaves a bit like those who seek life at sea, and there is no lack of risk factors in his calmness.
He has been on the dark road for decades. Although he has saved a lot of money, the deepest wish in his heart is actually to return to Jiufeng.
When Huang Huo and Mr. Liu appeared, he faintly realized that this opportunity might have already appeared. It's a pity that he didn't find this opportunity along the way, but after Brando woke up, Rosalin's knights finally sent this entry point in front of him.
So when Brando asked him to divide half of the caravan's profits to the Rosalind knights, although he felt a little reluctant, he was actually more excited.
He knew that such a superior character would definitely disdain to take advantage of a small character like him. As long as he acted more submissively, he would definitely earn that opportunity for himself.
Now this opportunity is almost in front of him.
Brando shook his head. He didn't know when a thumb-long crystal appeared in his hand, and he threw it forward: "Na Xin, I need you to do something."
Na Xin hurriedly caught the crystal. "Flaming red crystal!" He took a breath, and almost let go of his hand and threw this priceless thing to the ground. He hurriedly squeezed the palm of his hand and carefully concealed the thing in his palm. This is the top magic crystal. There is no magic crystal of this grade in Rosalin, and this one is enough to be his half-car black. The crystal is out.
But this magic crystal is a bit hot. As a scavenger, he obviously understands that there is no free lunch in this world. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the young man in front of him, wanting to see what task the other party has to assign him. .
But Brando didn’t expect to speak, “Don’t get me wrong, that crystal is just a compensation for you. It’s not difficult for me to do what I want you to do. You can ask a few people for me, including the one I mentioned with you last night. That little fairy, and two of my pets, a talking white cat or white fox, they are very strange, they should not be so common around here, if they appear in Rosalind, there should be news. "
Brando knows that white mist can change in many forms, but her favorite is the form of white cat and white fox, so she simply described both forms to prevent the other party from leaking the news.
Na Xin sounded a little dazed, wondering if this young man was not worried about Lord Rosalin's threat at all? He does not know Brando’s true strength as much as Mr. Liu, or that he actually lacks understanding of the strength levels above the realm of heaven and man, and Lord Rosalin’s guard captain has a lot of power among them desperadoes. , So even though he had seen the fact that Brando killed hundreds of weird heads with a single sword, he still didn't think this young man was the opponent of that big man in his heart.
After all, the age gap lies here. Even if this young man has been training swordsmanship since he was born, Lord Rosalin's captain of the guard will not survive the age of a dog.
He wanted to remind him a few words, but Brando didn't give him this opportunity. He waved his hand and motioned to the other party to do what he ordered. What he fancyed was the smuggler’s power and connections. Since the other party can search for the subordinates who escaped last night in Rosalin, then he must have heard about Lut and Baiwu—if the latter did appear here. if.
This task does not require much loyalty, nor does it care whether the person performing it is reliable or unreliable. He throws out a flame-printed red crystal so generously to compensate for the loss of the other party. It is actually only part of the meaning, and more meaning is to recognize the other party’s previous Take a stand and tell him-he has the ability to provide him with what he wants.
But Brando obviously underestimated the smuggler's ambition. Seeing that he didn't care, Xin couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He didn't hesitate to give up half a car of black crystals, naturally not for making money. Of course he didn't care what trouble Brando and Mr. Liu would encounter, but worried that if the other party could not deal with the threat of Lord Rosalin, then his chance to go to Jiufeng might be ruined.
However, he also understood that his words had no effect here, so he could only nod his head and step aside. But Mr. Liu suddenly said at this moment: "Are you called Na Xin, right? You want to return to Jiufeng?"
When Na Xin heard this, he couldn't help but tremble. He didn't just want to return to Jiufeng. In fact, in the Swift Plains and Qingyu Hills, there was no Jiufeng refugee who didn't want to return to Jiufeng.
It was a prosperous and prosperous country, and people living outside of Jiufeng couldn't imagine that world at all.
It's just that they can't return to Jiufeng. In fact, except for Jiufeng’s businessmen or nobles like Mr. Liu and Huang Huo, most of the others had to flee from Jiufeng because they got into trouble, unless they were recommended by someone with an identity, most of whom were like him. I can't return to Jiufeng in this life.
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