"Yes, of course." Haruze stammered in reply.
"Thank you, brother." The little girl thanked again, then lifted her skirt, and sat down generously next to the future King of Eruin.
However, Haruze obviously has no consciousness of being a crown prince. His face is flushed almost like a ripe apple, and he looks at a loss, as if he wants to get closer to the little girl, but is afraid that he might be uncomfortable when he meets the other person. .
Brando couldn't help but shook his head when he saw this scene. Not to mention that the little prince behaved like a member of the royal family. Even the heirs of ordinary nobles could not be compared. I really don't know what Overwell and his sister are. How to teach him.
However, he thought of another interesting question. If Haruze really likes this little girl, what about Elara, the daughter of Eco and Yura in the future
Does this count as a historical change
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and stared at the little girl. To be honest, he also admired this little girl. In the era of Eluin, most of the daughters of ordinary civilians were unlikely to have such a graceful appearance, while the children of noble families were mostly domineering and had long forgotten the etiquette of the sages.
In Brando's mind, Faina is a typical example. But fortunately, that girl's nature is not bad, and she didn't cause him too much trouble. It's another...
He couldn't help his brain hurt when he thought of the prime minister's daughter.
But while he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Laurenna asking with some concern: "Little girl, what's your name?"
The little girl raised her head and glanced at the female knight, and her milky voice replied: "Originally, my mother said that you can't tell strangers your name casually. But I know that sister, you are a good person, so I can tell you quietly—"
Then she posted and whispered to Laurenna, "Big sister, my name is Mikaya."
Although this sentence was whispered, at least half of the people present could hear it clearly. Approximately, apart from the little prince and Shire, Medissa and Hippamira, whose strength has fallen sharply, Brando, Freya, Akane, Nimesis and Feralas have all heard clearly-after all, as possession With the strength above silver, it is very easy to perceive it so keenly that it is very easy to hear the whispers of a little girl inadvertently from such a short distance.
However, the mountain girl and Freya naturally wouldn't say it, and Feralas didn't think about it at all. In fact, he coveted and stared at the jar of honey beside Brando.
Only Brando raised his eyebrows slightly among the four.
Mikaya—
The name sounds familiar.
He suddenly became alert, and now he is very keen on such feelings. Because in the past, there are too many records about background, history and information in the game, and it is impossible for everyone to know all-around, but most of the names and events with a certain degree of popularity will more or less leave a trace in the hearts of players.
The deeper the trace, the more important the incident. The acquaintance with the Black Rose War, an event that is unforgettable to Brando, will never be forgotten for a lifetime.
The name he knows but can't remember, it means there are two possibilities.
One may be that the meaning of the name itself is not outstanding, but it has a place in history. Another possibility is that the owner of this name may be very famous, but the intersection with him is not great.
The former is like the replacement of some small local lords, and the latter is like the master of the sub-seats in the Buga Twelve Council. Although the twelve-member councils of the Silver People were all terrifying existences, apart from the two names of William and Tulaman, Brando really couldn't name the other people by their full names.
Of course, seeing the name may be able to remember the identity of the other person, but it is not so easy to remember every detail.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but straighten up somewhat seriously. At the same time, he saw that the female knight Nimesis across from him also cast some serious eyes on the little girl—
But the little girl was more sensitive than he thought. She seemed to have noticed Brando's abnormality and looked up at him with some fear: "Uncle, what's the matter?"
Uncle... Uncle
Brando almost didn't vomit a mouthful of blood, even if it was his birthday next month, he was only 21 years old! Twenty-one years old! Why did you become an uncle
He took a deep breath and finally calmed down. Forget it, anyway, given the age of his other soul, it's not a big deal to be called an uncle. He paused, and asked in the softest voice he thought was, "Little sister, you said your name is Mikaya? What is your full name?"
Brando can guarantee that his expression at that moment must be the softest, and he will never be mistaken for the strange uncle who abducted Loli with a lollipop-but he immediately realized that this was just his own illusion.
Mikaya glanced at him with some fear, then she slipped off the chair, and answered carefully: "My name is Mikaya, uncle. My mom and dad are coming soon, I'm leaving first, thank you—"
Then she bowed to everyone and ran out.
"Wait..." Brando was startled slightly, and was about to reach out his hand to stop the little girl. But at this time, he saw a person running in outside the hotel.
As soon as the man entered the hotel, he yelled, "I found it, my lord!"
Brando only noticed the person's bright baldness. This was the innkeeper who had been sent out to help him find out the news before. Seeing this guy, Brando swallowed the words from his throat. He glanced at the little girl named Mikaya from a distance, who had already ran to the counter in a short while.
Forget it, Brando couldn't help sighing-anyway, there will be opportunities in the future, and his most important task is obviously not to investigate the identity of a little girl. On the contrary, the most important thing for him now is the news brought back by the bald boss.
I don't know if he has investigated useful information.
He looked in that direction, and the bald innkeeper ran to them out of breath. He looked at Brando with a look of great admiration, and replied, "My lord, you are so good-looking -"
"Just talk about the result." Brando dropped a gold coin over, knowing this guy's tricks.
"I went to ask, those hunters did go straight into the forest without any preparation. This is weird. I haven't heard anyone dare to be so bold in so many years." The innkeeper smiled honestly and put it away. Gold coins, while nagging replied: "They didn't prepare the tools, and they didn't even bring the materials. They are really frustrated."
"They are not crazy," Laurenna's voice intervened, interrupting him, "because someone prepared supplies for them."
"Who?" The innkeeper was taken aback.
Except for him, everyone sitting there glanced at each other with a clear expression, including Feralas, who had been slow to respond.
Who will prepare supplies for those hunters
Naturally, there is only the sly fox Anlek.
Because there has been almost no record of entry and exit of caravans in recent times. Therefore Brando is almost certain that Anlek must have not entered Shallow Water Town at all, but they still need a local guide. After all, it is impossible for everyone to be as familiar with this forest as he is.
Therefore, he can infer that Anlek must have bypassed the shallow water town, but sent people to hire some local hunters, and then went directly into the forest.
As long as this clue is mastered, the subsequent tracking will be much easier—
Brando's eyes calmed down, he put down the map and asked: "When did those hunters enter the forest?"
"A week ago, my lord." The innkeeper replied without hesitation after receiving the money and doing his best.
A week. Brando groaned slightly, this time is not long, it is very likely that Anlek has not passed through the northern part of the Anrath Forest at this time.
But it can't be too late, they must also leave immediately.
Of course, before that, he still has to grasp more advantages. He raised his head, and the female knight Laurenna and her fiance Feralas on the side looked at the lord with a little admiration, although the useless rumors filtered out useful information for most senior adventurers and servants. As far as soldiers are concerned, they are actually only the most basic required courses, but in the eyes of their "newbies" who have only left the house for the first time, Brando suddenly rises to the height of wisdom.
Brando was pulling out a roll of parchment from under the cloak and threw it in front of the innkeeper: "You, read this."
"Me?" The innkeeper was slightly taken aback by Brando's sudden movement. In his previous impression, although this aristocratic young man was very capable, he was not too different from those dudes. But it seemed that suddenly, the noble lord facing him changed his appearance, feeling like a sword out of its sheath, becoming sharp.
Brando nodded the sheepskin roll and nodded to him.
The innkeeper picked up the sheepskin roll tremblingly, and then slowly opened it. But he had just finished reading the first row and almost threw this thing out with a shudder.
"King... Royal Knights... Your lord, are you a royal knight?" The innkeeper was pale and couldn't help but stammered. As he asked, he wiped his sweat.
Brando nodded—this thing is one of the identities appointed by Princess Griffin. In fact, after the First World War, the princess’s power can almost be regarded as Eru because of the support of the Temple of Flame. Because of the orthodoxy. In addition to the northern nobles, Anlek, who was in collusion with the Unity of All Things, has long been declared by the temple to be a target of heinous crimes and a wanted document.
Therefore, it can be said that the difference in identity between him and the Lord Duke is completely lost compared to when he had just'stolen' the title of Grudin from Tonigel. He used to be a bandit, a rebel and a bandit, but now Anlek is the wanted cultist in the Temple of Flame.
That being the case, of course he must make good use of the advantages brought about by the reversal of his identity. Brando pushed the parchment to the innkeeper, and said solemnly: "So now you know who we are?"
"Big... Your lord," the bald innkeeper replied profusely.
"Don't worry, we are not here to trouble you," Brando was really speechless when he saw this guy's fright. I had to speak with relief: "But I can tell you clearly now that the guys who entered the forest that you asked you to investigate before are just a bunch of vicious cultists—"
"My lord, do you mean those hunters are cultists?" Not knowing where the courage was born, the innkeeper interrupted Brando in surprise.
Brando was speechless for a while, "No, I mean the guys who hired them in."
"Oops!" Hearing these words, the innkeeper suddenly jumped up as if his feet were burned by fire: "In this way, those hunters who enter the mountain are not in danger anymore?"
Brando breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that this greedy and cheap guy would worry about others, and couldn't help but show his admiring eyes slightly. He nodded and said: "That's the case, so you hurry up to find the hunters' family members—their wives and daughters, parents, and those who know them well. They must know the paths that hunters are used to walking into the forest this season. ."
He paused and continued: "We must catch up with the cultists before them."
"you understood?"
The bald innkeeper was startled slightly, and immediately nodded and patted his chest to promise Brando that he would find the relevant people immediately. Brando really didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and finally sent him away. When he turned around, he saw Freya a little worried and asked: "Are those hunters really dangerous, Brando?"
"There is definitely a danger, but the problem is not big for the time being," Brando thought for a while and replied, "At least Anlek will definitely not do anything to them until he leaves the frost-stained forest."
"Master Earl, so you said that before to make him hurry up?" Laurenna asked in a puzzled manner, "But won't this make the hunters' families worry out of thin air?"
Brando shook his head: "The sooner you can catch Anlek, the better. I'm afraid that guy was too careful to waste unnecessary time. Besides, it's better to worry than to be dead."
"I see, you are right." The female knight nodded.
Brando turned his head and watched the innkeeper crawl out from the door. The bald head was very conspicuous on the street. He took a light breath, then looked down at the map spread out on the table, his gaze moved subconsciously to the Lantonilan area, but suddenly, he saw a familiar place name:
Aluche.
Aluche, Mikaya...
At that moment, Brando's mind seemed to flash with a bright electric light. He couldn't help screaming in his heart, "Fuck, Aluche, Mikaya—"
"That little girl is the future king of witches!"