Of course, it wasn't that the young man would do to them that was irritating in Adeni's heart, but the riots here would definitely attract the guards of the city lord, and then none of them would be able to escape. Although they are not spies or saboteurs, they have no effect on the guards. Anyway, they will inevitably have a lot of trouble and may cost a lot of money.
At the thought of spending money, Adeni felt that the young man looked a bit disgusting: Does that guy have any brains and dare to cause trouble in this place, or, in a moment, he will know how much the damn old fox lord is in this place. Terrible.
Although the young man is a bit strong, he shouldn't be the opponent of that guy.
Adeni couldn't help feeling a little frightened when she thought of the left and right hands of the old guy that her group had ever met. Of course such thoughts may show up.
She reluctantly pulled an awkward smile on her face, and smiled foolishly at Huang Huo not far away.
"Nine Phoenix Nobles," she thought to herself: "A guy who doesn't work hard and doesn't divide everything."
But from the corner of her eyes, the guards patrolling outside the hotel were walking in this direction. Her heart jumped slightly, and she quickly lowered her voice and said to her companions: "Go, take the guy before he notices this side, let's sneak out first. ."
"Captain," the elf previously grabbed her arm, "wait."
"Oh my God, Naquil, let go, are you crazy?" Adeni was about to stun her companion. Naquil was the elf archer in the team and was from the Rosa area before joining Ra's Wings. Desert Ranger, she always thought he was a calm and sensible person. Compared with the other muscle brains in the team, he was synonymous with reliability and peace of mind. She almost even liked each other a little bit.
But at this moment, she felt that she was going to regain her evaluation of this idiot—what on earth was this guy thinking
"Captain, that young man..." Naquel whispered.
"I know, he's causing trouble." Adeni interrupted the damn wooden head impatiently, "but we don't want to get involved in this trouble, do you understand, Naquel."
She has seen the host of the hotel greet the waiters. They have stayed here for more than a month, and Adeni has been very aware that the unpleasant old guy behind the hotel is actually behind the scenes.
That is, Lord City Lord of Rosalin here.
This is not so good, you have to get out quickly.
Naquel shook his head. His deputy commander was good at everything, but he was too impatient and utilitarian, but if it weren't the case, the commander would not arrange him to join the team.
He is the falcon's eye of the Rosa Desert. He would not easily leave the Holy Land. How could he have traveled all the way to this place if it hadn't been for the thousand-year prophecy.
Rosalin is more prosperous than the Great Desert, but underneath it is a decadent, far less vibrant and clean than the oasis in the desert.
To be honest, as a golden elf, he doesn't really like human society in his heart.
However, he still grabbed his deputy commander's hand, winking at the other desert knights dressed as adventurers, and motioned to them to stop them, the deputy commander who was not in a state.
"Captain, look at his sword."
It's a pity that those muscular brains were as stubborn as they always were, and they didn't react at all. In fact, they were still watching the excitement, marveling at the strength of the young man. Naquel couldn't help sighing, and had to speak.
"What sword?" Adeni glanced over there subconsciously.
Brando held Odyssey in his hand, and the point of the long sword flowing with golden flames was pointed at Instaron's chin, which could be said to be attached to the tip of his somewhat pale chin.
As long as he held the sword gently forward, the future star of Madara would be removed from this world.
Seriously speaking, he and this undead genius general who is destined to be famous in the future are indeed a deep hatred, but for some reason, after the other party had no strength to fight back, he suddenly got a little bit. Down-hearted.
The wooden floor of the hotel has turned into a deep pit, and the wooden board broke and dented downward. Instalong got up from the center of this pit, kneeling on his knees, his face finally faded with some frivolous look, and his eyes flashed with soul. Zhihuo looked at Bran quietly.
"... I didn't expect the Lord Lord to hate us so deeply. I heard that you were in Buche?" The young man sighed, "Meeting Your Excellency here is also a karma. I think I am unlucky. Don't complain, Lord Earl, just do it. The only request I have is to give me the decentness that I deserve next—"
"You have nothing you deserve, but you don't need to be responsible for the hatred between the undead and humans." Brando put down the sword, stepped forward, and grabbed Instaron's collar and lifted him from the ground. Up. The future genius general of Madara seems to have been advancing by leaps and bounds in these days, and has a faint sign of elemental civilization, but he still can't move at all in Brando's hands.
"Tell me, why are you in this place? Did Madara's second invasion begin? Is Targus also nearby?"
"Lord Lord, when you left Eruin, the second war hadn't broken out yet?" Instaron stared at him with some surprise, and replied laboriously, "Oh, yes, at that time your lord was on his mission to Cruz. Empire, so you expected us to invade Eruin?"
He couldn't help but be full of curiosity when he watched Brando.
"I always thought that your Excellency was just a little bit courageous, and luck was better. It now appears that it was a mistake not to report the first battle of Tonigel to His Majesty... In this way, Eluin may be the greatest threat to the empire. It's not that ambitious eldest son, but your Excellency."
Brando was full of dissatisfaction with this guy's nonsense, and threw it out. The latter groaned, fell heavily into the corner, and then got up with a wry smile, wiped his nose and looked at him:
"So it seems that you don't even plan to keep the last decentness for me?"
"Decent is earned by yourself, not by others," Brando said, "You are a genius in the land of sorrow, so tell you why you are in this place?"
"Of course it is for your majesty."
Instaron twisted his neck laboriously, but answered without hiding anything.
"Are you the contact person with the ghost car?" Brando suddenly reacted and asked.
Instalong looked at him with some surprise, "Did you guess it?" His gaze then fell on Huang Huo not far away, only then revealed a hint of clarity.
"It seems that your lord, in order to sabotage your majesty’s plan, did not hesitate to come to Jiufeng in person. I have always suspected that what you did in Tonigel was aimed at us, but Targus didn’t agree with me. I thought it was just my wishful thinking. idea."
He smiled wryly: "I didn't expect this absurd premonition to come true."
Brando was stunned. He didn't expect that the future star of Madara would have been paying attention to him. He didn't know for a moment whether he should be fortunate or happy.
However, he really didn't come to Jiufeng to target Madara. If it hadn't been for the wrong place, he really didn't know that Madara had so much sordidness in Jiufeng.
But he didn't open it up either, only asked: "Why didn't you participate in the second Black Rose War?"
"What is the Second Black Rose War?" Instaron's handsome faces were slightly startled, and then he reacted, and asked inexplicably: "Why should I participate in the second Black Rose War?"
"I thought the person holding the mercury rod should have absolute trust in you. You should have had the opportunity to become the commander of this war, so who is the commander now?"
Instaron’s pupils shrank slightly in the depths. The relationship between his family and the family of Targus and the Supreme is an absolute secret in the Hall of Winter. He doesn’t know how the other party learned of this. But this is definitely the first time that the other party's words have shaken his mind.
"The current commander should be Ledios."
"Apocalypse? That Red Knight?"
"Do you even know this?" Instaron was really surprised this time: "How much do you know about us?"
Brando ignored him, wondering what went wrong. In theory, Instaron should be in Eruin at this time. The Second Black Rose War was the era when he began to shine, but he appeared in Jiufeng at this time. On the contrary, Ledios replaced him as the front line. commander.
His thoughts continued to diverge, and he couldn't help thinking of that Lei Dios, who was the Red Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. His command style was not as agile as Instaron, and his achievements in history were as high as the latter. He replaced Instaron in commanding the war to invade Eruin. Presumably, the burden on Her Royal Highness and Freya should be lighter than in history, plus the strength they developed in Valhalla, Eruin This time there should be a big chance.
Even if the second war still ends in a tie, or the kingdom suffers a bit, as long as it can be dragged to the third war, then he can at least be sure that Eruin will have the power to fight.
Thinking of this, Brando felt that it was not necessarily a good thing that he met Instaron here, and his mentality was also much calmer. After returning to his senses, he looked at Instaron and continued to ask:
"Where is Targus, he is already your deputy, right?"
"you… "
Instalong was trying to say something, but at this moment, an exclamation came from the other side of the hall, interrupting the conversation between the two.
The voice seemed a little unbelievable, and it seemed to blurt out:
"Naquil, hurry up, slap me! Pull the gods up, is that really the sword of the sun god?"
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