The hoofs of the royal knights drifted away in the night, and the manor finally returned to calm. Brando frowned when he saw the young earl looking in that direction, and the young man turned his head and looked at him. The bright moonlight gleamed on this soft face with a thoughtful look. With a look, Dilfei Rui asked pointedly: "You seem to know them?"
Brando didn't intend to talk frankly about his identity. He lifted the hood that covered his face and smiled mysteriously at the other party, noncommittal.
"Humph," Dilphary snorted softly. He glanced at the messy, only-structured house beside him, "In short, thank you for your help. The lord of Yanbao will never break his promise. But Martha will look at everyone on the ground in the sky, and I hope gentlemen can remember you. Promise of."
"You will never be involved, please don't worry." Brando replied with relief to the boy.
Dilphary looked at them suspiciously, "Who are you going to deal with?"
Brando smiled without answering.
"You make me feel uneasy, sir." Dilphary bit his lip and said angrily.
"Then we will be separated after entering the venue."
"But the temple will eventually find out that you are entering with us."
This is a problem. Brando thought that the Lord Earl was really attentive. He looked back at Shire, and Shire also shrugged. Everyone knew that the temple was not a manor in the countryside. It may have been hidden from the eyes of the monks, unless Martha came in person. Brando was silent for a while, and replied: "Well, if it's that far; if necessary, you can say that you were intimidated by us—"
Dilphary was slightly startled.
He looked at them curiously, and could hardly believe that this was what a group of vicious infiltrators would say, "Kidnapping a nobleman, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"
"If you are afraid, you won't come." Brando smiled slightly.
"But you can threaten me to seal up, you have my handle," Dilfieri frowned, looking at them in confusion, "Isn't it?"
"I can understand that you are teaching us how to intimidate you, Lord Earl?" Brando couldn't help but asked with some amusement.
"No... It's not..." The boy blushed, "It's just..."
"It's just that you don't understand?" Brando smiled. In fact, he never thought in his heart that there was anything to cover up in his actions, but he didn't want to have extra issues. If the temple insists on tracing it to the end, let it come, and he dared to come to Amperthel to spoil the situation, in fact, he had already planned the best and the worst in his heart.
The worst result is nothing more than confrontation with the Temple of Flame. Eluin did not do this before. The first king Eke fought many battles with the Temple of Flame. The legendary king, Wind Elf, acted as He also has backup. Brando believed that Otales would not die, not to mention that the Temple of the Queen of Wind would be happy to light a fire in the backyard of the Temple of Flame.
Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Whether it was Eruin in the Temple of Flame, or Eruin in the Temple of the Wind Queen, Eruin was Eruin, and he made a decision in his heart. , There is no need to change.
He waved his hand: "Whether it is or not, it's fine to make it this way, it just happens that there is no habit of taking advantage of others."
"So..." Dilphary looked at Brando and his group with a complicated expression, wondering if he was a lunatic? Don't they know how serious it is to kidnap a nobleman blatantly within the control of the temple. offense? He grew up in a noble family and received the best etiquette education. He was familiar with the gentle and elegant style of the nobles. He had never seen or thought about such a crazy thing. For a while, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Living.
"How, Lord Earl?"
"Okay... I..." Dilphary's palms were sweating, and his heart was pounding for some reason: "I see, let's make an agreement, under the witness of Master Martha. Please. … Don’t worry, if… it’s not the last moment, I won’t confess you, you are the gentlest… robbers I have ever seen."
Brando was amused again, thinking that the young earl was really interesting, "Have you seen a lot of robbers, Lord earl?"
"No... No, I've seen some in the border area." Dilfieri realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly replied with a blushing face.
Brando smiled: "So happy to cooperate, Lord Earl."
In the past sixteen years of life, Dilphary never thought that he would cooperate with a group of uninvited guests—or robbers in the forest—that’s how he thought Brando and others were identities. , But for some reason, he doesn't seem to be so unwilling. He couldn't help but glanced at his two female knights Nia and swordsman Ronin. The female knight looked upset, and Ronin just spread his hands.
"So cooperating... happy."
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"You are very deceiving, my lord." Charles couldn't help saying that as he walked home, he couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a sincere admiration. He finished telling the'story' of this trip with Antitina and Roman on the road, and couldn't help mentioning this when he said about the negotiation between his lord and the young earl of Yanbao.
"I deceive people?" Brando rode on the horse, wrapped her arms around the business lady sitting in front, and couldn't help tilting her head: "When did I deceive people? Are you talking about Andriguez?"
"Humph!" The vampire daughter, who was riding on another horse not far away, couldn't help but snorted. She is riding a pure black war horse with a tall horse, which is the color she insists on choosing.
"No, no, it doesn't mean that." Charles quickly explained as he sat on a yellow-brown variegated horse, "I mean to say that the master took out the record crystal at the time, it was really just right, and perfectly captured the earl. Your lord’s last line of psychological defense almost reminds me of the Noxians wandering around on the high ground. You should have heard that the Noxians are synonymous with the famous profiteers in Karasu."
"The Noxians are synonymous with profiteers everywhere, not just in Karasu, and you can't be better?" Brando replied badly.
"But then again, I remember that the record crystals produced by the territory seem to be kept in Miss Antitina, right?" Huque asked suddenly: "Lord Lord, how did you think of asking Miss Antitina for Such a thing? Did your lord know that Lord Earl was studying psychic spells?"
"Record the crystal?" Brando took out a crystal ball. "You mean this?" He smiled, and threw the crystal ball into the grass on the side of the road.
"My lord?" Tiger Sparrow was taken aback.
At this time, the little Roman who was sitting in front of Brando finally couldn't help but giggled. She leaned back slightly, then raised her head, leaned her small soft back against Brando’s chest, tilted her head against Brando and said with a smile: “That’s not a record crystal, it’s at night. The crystal ball I bought is really disgusting. That wicked businessman actually used a glass ball to deceive people. He has no professional ethics at all!"
"Huh?" Tiger Sparrow stayed for a while.
"No," Charles shook his head, "As a profiteer, that guy is still very professional."
"That's true." Roman immediately agreed.
"But I didn't expect the Yanbao family to be built like this," Charles shrugged, getting a little serious: "I can't find a decent heir. I think if there is an old guy who can hold the scene. Wouldn't such an innocent little princess come to Ampersel alone?"
"Little princess?" Antitina puzzled.
"It's the Countess." Brando shook his head. His willpower is too high, and simple illusions can't affect his mind at all. In fact, he and Charles have seen through Dilphary's disguise at a glance. I am afraid that there is only that one. The young Lord Earl didn't know it. However, as Charles said, the Yanbao family asked such a young lady to come to Ampersel to participate in the meeting between the nobles. It must be some trouble, and then contacted a series of actions by Dilphary. It is not difficult to draw conclusions. But now is not the time to be nosy, no matter who the other party is, as long as they can be brought into the meeting place of the nobles.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and said to Fro: "Where did you get the relic of that devil? What did you find?"
Flor took a look at him, and then took out a huge orange metal armband with the thickness of a thumb and engraved on it with some strange patterns like flame patterns. Anyone who knows these patterns can point out at a glance, this is actually A type of hell text—it records the full text of the demon contract engraved on the sulphur stone slab on the eleventh floor of the scorching hell.
"Devil armband!" Brando couldn't help crying out as soon as he saw this orange metal armband. According to legend, the demon armband was a prop used by high-level demons in hell to usurp and control the lower demons. , This rumor was passed on by the witches of Brunosson, although no one has ever verified its authenticity. However, using this golden armband as a medium, players who are good at spiritism can indeed sign contracts with certain existences in the lower world. This is a rare and extremely valuable item in the game.
But the key is that this thing is a hot potato in the Amber Sword. There is no auction website here. Even if it is put on the underground black market, who would dare to buy such a thing blatantly. Although Brando knew in his heart that this thing was valuable, he couldn't find a better way to get him to sell it. Can't do business with cultists, right? Brando didn't think he was crazy enough yet.
He took this thing over and over and looked at it several times. It was not that he could not use the demon armband, as long as he was transferred to the post of Summoner. But there is another problem here. The demon summoned by a mortal with a demon armband is not a servant in the usual sense, but the owner of the armband. Although Brando knows that there are many demon lords in the scorching hell will use this demon armband, but in this, from the lowest demon lord to the top twelve demon kings, no one knows the hand. What kind of horrible things will be conjured up by this thing.
If it summons the king of greed, the cunning man or the temptress lord, it may be able to do business, but if it summons the king of purgatory Akentu, the sword lord Lother of the hot hell The most terrifying existence in the world, the summoner himself is definitely going to be wiped out, and it will even immediately cause a war between purgatory and the mortal world. Brando remembers that some players had created this kind of aircraft before, which led to a huge story chain.
He looked at the thing in his hand for a long time, and finally suppressed the curiosity that belonged to the player in his heart. Curiosity killed the cat. Brando knew this very well. He carefully put this thing in the Dimensional Hole, and decided to leave it alone for the time being. After all, he felt that if his face was so dark, he would really summon Akentu, the King of Purgatory.
However, seeing his weird behavior on the side, Flor couldn't help asking: "What is this?"
"A time bomb."
Brando replied somewhat helplessly.
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