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Act 107: The Holy Sword of Ra

Of course, what makes Adni angry is not what the young man will do to them, but that the commotion here will definitely attract the city lord's guards, and none of them will be able to escape. Although they are not

What kind of spies or saboteurs, but this will have no effect on those guards. Anyway, it will inevitably cause a lot of trouble and may cost a lot of money.

When she thought about spending money, Adni felt that the young man looked a little disgusting: did that guy have any brains? He dared to cause trouble in this place. After a while, he would know how powerful the damn old fox lord in this place was.

Terrible.

Although that young man is a bit strong, I guess he is no match for that guy.

Adni couldn't help but feel a little frightened when she thought of the old guy's right-hand man that her group had met. Of course, such thoughts might show up.

She forced an awkward smile on her face and smiled silly at Huang Huo not far away.

"Nine-feng nobles," she thought to herself, "are those who are industrious and indifferent to grains."

But she suddenly caught a glimpse of the guard patrolling outside the hotel walking towards this direction. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly lowered her voice and said to her companions: "Let's sneak out before that guy notices this."

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"Captain," the elf grabbed her arm earlier, "Wait a minute."

"Oh my god Naquil, let go, are you crazy?" Adni was almost stunned by her companions. Naquil was the elf archer in the team. Before joining the Wings of Ra, he was in the desert of Rosa area.

Ranger, she always thought that he was a calm and rational person. Compared with the other muscular brains in the team, he was synonymous with reliability and peace of mind. She even almost fell in love with him.

But at this moment, she felt that she had to retract her evaluation of this idiot. What on earth was this guy thinking?

"Captain. That young man..." Naquil whispered.

"I know, he is causing trouble." Adni interrupted the damn wooden head impatiently, "But we don't want to get involved in this trouble, you understand, Naquil."

She had already seen the owner of the hotel greeting the waiters. They had stayed here for more than a month. Adni already knew very well that the unpleasant old guy was behind the hotel.

That is, the Lord of the City of Rosalin.

This is not good, we need to get out of here quickly.

Naquil shook his head. His deputy captain was good at everything, but he was too hasty and too utilitarian. But otherwise, the captain would not have arranged for him to join the team.

He is the eye of the falcon in the Rosa Desert. He will not leave the Holy Land easily. If it were not for the thousand-year prophecy, why would he come all the way to this place.

Rosalin is more prosperous than the desert, but beneath the prosperity it is decadent, far less vibrant and clean than the oasis in the desert.

To be honest, as a golden elf, he doesn't like human society very much.

However, he still held the hand of his deputy captain and winked at several other desert knights dressed as adventurers, signaling them to quickly stop their somewhat out-of-state deputy captain.

"Captain, look at his sword."

It's a pity that those muscles and brains were as stubborn as ever. They didn't react at all. In fact, they were still watching the fun and marveling at the strength of the young man. Naquil couldn't help but sigh and had to speak.

"What sword?" Adni glanced over there subconsciously.

Brando held Odysseus in his hand, and the tip of the long sword with golden flame patterns was pointed at the chin of Instar Dragon, which could be said to be attached to the tip of his somewhat pale chin.

As long as his hand holding the sword is moved forward slightly, the future star of Madara will be removed from this world.

Seriously speaking, he and this talented general of the undead who was destined to be famous in the future did have a deep hatred. But for some reason, after teaching the other party a lesson without the ability to fight back, he suddenly felt a little...

Down-hearted.

The wooden floor of the hotel had turned into a deep pit, and the wooden planks were broken and dented downwards. Instalong got up from the center of the pit, half-kneeling. The frivolous look finally faded away from his face, and there was a soul flashing in his eyes.

The fire looked at Bran quietly.

"...I didn't expect that the lord hates us so deeply. I heard that you were in Butchi at that time?" The young man sighed: "Meeting you here is considered karma. I consider myself unlucky.

No complaints, Lord Earl, just do it, my only request is to give him the dignity he deserves next time."

"You deserve nothing, but you are not responsible for the hatred between the undead and humans." Brando put down his sword, stepped forward, grabbed Instar Dragon by the collar and lifted him from the ground.

The future genius general of Madala seemed to have made rapid progress in these days, and there were faint signs of elemental enlightenment, but he was still unable to move at all in Brando's hands.

"Tell me, why are you here? Has Madara's second invasion begun? Is Tagus also nearby?"

"It seems that the Second War has not yet broken out when you left Eruin, Lord?" Instalong stared at him in surprise, and replied with difficulty: "Oh, by the way, my lord was on a mission to Cruz at that time.

Empire, so you already expected that we would invade Eruin?"

He couldn't help but look at Brando with curiosity.

"I have always thought that Your Excellency is just a bit courageous and lucky. Now it seems that it was a mistake not to carefully report the battle of Tonigel to Your Majesty... From this point of view, Eruin is the biggest threat to the empire.

Maybe it's not the ambitious eldest son of the emperor, but Your Excellency."

Brando was dissatisfied with this guy's nonsense, and threw it out with a raised hand. 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 intend to leave the last bit of dignity to me?"

"Dignity is earned by oneself, not given by others," Brando said: "You are a genius in the place of sadness, so tell me why you are in this place?"

"Of course I am doing something for His Majesty."

Instar Dragon struggled to twist his neck and answered without any concealment.

"Are you the contact person with Gui Che?" Brando suddenly reacted and asked.

Instar Dragon looked at him in surprise, "Have you guessed it?" His eyes then fell on Huang Huo not far away, and then he showed a hint of understanding.

"It seems that in order to destroy His Majesty's plan, the lord did not hesitate to come to Jiufeng in person. I have always suspected that what you did in Tonigel was aimed at us. Unfortunately, Tagus did not agree with me and felt that this was just wishful thinking on my part.

idea."

He smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect this ridiculous premonition to come true."

Brando was stunned. He didn't expect that the future star of Madara had been paying attention to him. He didn't know whether to be grateful or happy for a moment.

But he really didn't come to Jiufeng to target Madala. If he hadn't ended up here by accident, he really wouldn't have known that Madala had so much filth in Jiufeng.

However, he didn't expose it and just asked: "Why didn't you participate in the second Black Rose War?"

"What is the Second Black Rose War?" Instaron's somewhat handsome face was slightly startled, and then he realized it and asked in confusion: "Why should I participate in the Second Black Rose War?"

"I thought the man holding the mercury staff 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?"

The depths of Instar Dragon's pupils shrank slightly. The relationship between his family, Tagus' family and the Supreme Being was an absolute secret in the Hall of Winter. He didn't know how the other party learned about it.

But this was definitely the first time that the other party's words had shaken his mind.

"The current commander should be Lei Dios."

"Apocalypse? The Red Knight?"

"You even know this?" Instalong was really shocked this time: "How much do you know about us?"

Brando ignored him, wondering what went wrong. Theoretically, Instalong should be in Eruin at this time. The Second Black Rose War was the era when he began to shine, but at this time he

But he appeared in Jiufeng, and on the contrary, Lei Dios replaced him as the frontline commander.

His thoughts continued to wander, and he couldn't help but think 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 Instar Dragon, and his achievements in history were not as high as the latter's. Let him do it

Replacing Instar Dragon in commanding the invasion of Eruin, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Freya's burden must be lighter than in history. Coupled with the power he has developed in Valhalla, Eruin should this time

There is a great chance.

Even if the second war still ends in a draw, or the kingdom suffers a slight loss, as long as it can be delayed until the third war, then he can at least be sure that Eruin will be able to fight.

Thinking of this, Brando felt that it might not be a bad thing for him to meet Installon here, and his mentality became much calmer. After coming back to his senses, he looked at Installon and continued to ask:

"Where's Tagus? He's already your deputy, right?"

"you……"

Instalong was about 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 seemed to blurt out:

"Naquil, hurry up, slap me! Oh God, is that really the sword of the Sun God?"

…(To be continued…)


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