Kesaf followed Boban through a long corridor. After passing an arch, the bright light pouring in from outside suddenly filled his vision, making him squint slightly, and then he saw clearly appearing in him. A small courtyard in front of it. The courtyard is surrounded by the cloister and is located in the patio in the center of the castle. The sky above is blue, probably because of the long walk in the dark, the blue is a bit dazzling.
The courtyard was a delicate garden. He saw two people standing and sitting under the shade of an ancient arbor in the center of the garden. The quality necklace dangled from the back of his folded leather neck to his chest, and on the pendant was a thrilling emerald gemstone.
This emerald is called the'heart of the ancient tree'. It is a long-standing treasure of the Rosalin family and a symbol of the length of the family, so the identity of this person is naturally self-evident. Kesaf hadn't seen his lord for some time, only then found out that the other party looked a little older again.
"Lord Lord is already old, and it seems that I don't know when he will return to the embrace of the goddess." Kesaf couldn't help thinking like this in his mind. He knew that the old lord had two sons, and the eldest son was deeply trusted by him. , But it doesn't deal with Boban. After all, he is the swordsmanship teacher of the Lord Lord's second son. Kesaf always felt that the old Lord's arrangement might not be appropriate, but he neither dared nor had the right to say it.
His gaze fell on the young lady sitting next to the ancient tree again. Although it was not the first time he saw him, Kesaf couldn't help feeling a burst of dizziness subconsciously.
It was a very special woman, she looked a little quiet, her pale face because of her injury added her weakness, a beautiful black hair hanging undisguised over her shoulders and white robe, making her look holy It looks like a goddess.
It's just that the beauty of this lady is very different from that of Jiufeng. Although her skin is white, her high straight nose and purple eyes show that she is not a native of Swift Plains.
Perhaps this is a goddess, Kesaf can't help but think that she had fallen from the sky with a white light and fell into the courtyard of Rosalin Castle, and even the people in the ghost car were attracted by her. The old lord even thought that this was a promise from the heavens, and it was a good sign, although a strange attack on Rosalin happened shortly after that.
Of course, no one would associate the strange attack on Rosalin with this weak lady, at most they would think that maybe it was a suggestion that Master Martha ordered the Rosalin to return to the land of the Swift Plain, otherwise Why does the power of the ghost car appear on this barren land? The power of the nine-headed bird is the king of the underground in the Swift Plain.
Kesaf looked at the old lord with some jealousy. He dared to swear that the description of the beauty of the goddesses in the myth might not be as good as the woman in front of him.
It's a pity that the other person's beauty definitely does not belong to him. He only knows that she is called Delphine so far. The guards in Rosalin Castle subconsciously regard each other as the new mistress of the castle. Anyway, the old lord’s original partner is early Died more than ten years ago.
Except for Lord Lord’s eldest son who criticized this very much—
"I don't know if our lord is still capable." Kesaf looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but think with a gloomy heart. The old lord seemed to glow with youth and vitality in front of Delphine, and was talking endlessly. What to please, to please the latter.
When the two walked into the garden, Lord Rosalin finally noticed the two of them, and looked at them a little bit as if interrupted, but his expression eased when he saw Boban, his most trusted subordinate. A lot. "My dear captain of the guard, and Kesaf, I remember you boy, how is your poor mount?"
"It was hurt so badly. I couldn't bear to see my old man being tortured and gave it a joy. I buried it outside Rosalin Harbor. It died here, and its soul should linger on this land. , I changed a new mount, the new little guy is still in my mind, Lord Lord." Kesaf hurriedly stepped back and said.
"That's good. I see your loyalty and bravery in my eyes. No one will dare to question your contribution to the Rosalin family," the old lord said with a gentle smile on his face: "You come here. That's right, the wizard told me that Miss Delphine was recovering well today, and she was able to get out of the room to breathe."
Delphine looked at these two people with a look of doubt on his face, as if he was curious with a trace of the girl's subconscious self-protection vigilance. This weak performance couldn't help making everyone who saw it startled. Heartbeat-of course, except for the tall and thin middle-aged man with a cold face as if he has no interest in anything outside.
She immediately felt that this person was very threatening in her subconscious mind, but she naturally showed a shy, courteous smile at the two of them, as if she was a really innocent girl.
If Brando wants to see this scene here, maybe he will be so surprised that he can't close his chin-is this the crazy woman he knows who is hysterical and wants to avenge his old friend? Or later calmly and calmly helped him deal with the silver queen's prime minister's daughter
If he happened to witness this scene, he would definitely tell him subconsciously that he should keep a distance from this woman.
It is a pity that he is not here, but among the three present, except for Boban, the other two men fell into this bewildering disguise without exception. Kesaf hurriedly returned the salute, swearing that he had never done a knightly ceremony so nervously and formally in his life.
The old lord nodded and looked at Boban on the side—this middle-aged man was actually not hostile to Delphine, but he didn't care. He knew the thoughts of his most trusted subordinate and asked, "Then my captain of the guard, what happened?"
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While Kesaf was retelling the situation they encountered on the banks of the Chusanze River in the early morning of the day, Brando was looking at the lobby of the Storm Shadow Hotel-a four-story wood and stone inn built on the pier, with paved exteriors. There is an open area on the white slate square where the army can be deployed. Behind the hotel is Rosalin’s harbor, facing the sea on one side.
This is a good place for round-ups. I have to say that the other party is quite good at picking places, and it's still a bit of a brainy character.
It's a pity that it doesn't make much sense.
Although according to Nassin, it is the time when Rosalin’s business activities are relatively light, the hotel is still overcrowded, probably because of the influx of refugees outside Rosalin. Not all of these refugees are impoverished. Most of them are the mills and manor owners outside Rosalind. Except for those who have properties in the city, other people naturally cannot live in shack like real refugees.
Brando turned around and reminded Huang Huo to tell her to follow her carefully. It is the most prone to trouble in a well-informed place such as hotels and bars, where dragons and snakes are mixed. Although Huang Huo is only ten years old this year, she is already a beautiful embryo. There may be people who don't have eyes that cause trouble with their hands.
Of course, he wasn't worried about Phoenix Fire. After all, he knew that this little girl was already a swordsman in the realm of heaven and human, but he didn't want to tear down this hotel because of this kind of thing.
Fortunately, Huang Huo didn't seem to be in this place for the first time. He acted quite well and followed him step by step. It seemed that she and Mr. Liu had gained a lot from the experience along the way.
However, the appearance of the two still caused a commotion. Brando will not say anything. His appearance is a different kind here. In the Swift Plains, perhaps the Cruz people and the wind elves of St. Ossor are not rare, because of the dark light. There are always waterways and trade routes on the sea.
But near Rosalin, even the undead of Madara has an oriental face, and the person who has seen the Vonde is really a water chestnut.
Not to mention that Huang Huo, as the jewel in the palm of the Lord of the Nine Phoenixs, inherited the best genes of the Yufeng line. Not to mention the picturesque brows, the snow-white skin and the dazzling blue silk are incompatible with ordinary adventurers.
Although she had followed Brando's advice and put on the traveler's costume low-key enough, among the filthy sailors, mercenaries, and adventurers, she was still conspicuous as if it was a light in the night.
Feeling the strange gazes around, Huang Huo also seemed a little nervous, she couldn't help speeding up her pace, and whispered, "Brother..."
This is the identity they agreed upon. After all, even Mr. Liu would not dare to make Brando condescend to pretend to be the guard of the Phoenix Fire-although this may not be wrong in Brando's own opinion.
From the age of the two, it seems that only the identities of the brothers and sisters are less doubtful. Moreover, Brando’s pampered aristocratic temperament (in fact, the spiritual temperament of modern people), makes him unable to be competent as a cute man. Lolita’s guards look like a very promising job.
Brando turned around and patted her shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to care.
Then he raised his head and looked around the storm-shaded hall coldly, an invisible aura suddenly sprayed out of him, and the looming lines of silver law spread out like shimmering fish scales in the space. The drunks who had just stood up from their positions and were about to stagger in this direction were like falling into an ice cave, as if being showered by a basin of ice water from head to toe, and sat back on their seats.
Suddenly, the hotel lobby that was still noisy suddenly fell silent.
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