"Let me ask clearly, these adventurers arrived here a week ago. No, to be precise, they should be said to be mercenaries." Antitina replied unhurriedly.
Brando looked at her in surprise.
The girl found a trace of satisfaction in this surprise, "Sir Knight, are you surprised that a seclusion-filled noble daughter has the ability to handle these things?" She turned around and asked.
"I'm just curious about where you learned your negotiation skills. You know this is the reason for the Highland Knights' experience. Indeed, it is impressive enough for a young lady who never leaves home to talk in front of others." Brando
He patted little Roman on the shoulder to prevent the young businessman from getting too absorbed in looking at the cultural scenery and wandering too far.
Unexpectedly, Roman came over to comfort him. She said, "Brando, don't worry, I won't get lost." For a moment, Brando had nothing to say.
He could only stare at Roman with an embarrassed expression, wondering what kind of structure in this little brain could make her thinking so different from ordinary people.
Fortunately, Antitina got him out of the way in time. "Social skills are the instinct of rich ladies like us, Sir Knight." She said modestly, but there was something in her words, and it was not difficult to hear that she was secretly happy.
Brando was stunned and laughed dumbly: "Not every rich lady can put down her dignity and deal with the country people." He was right. In Eruin, the mountain people are in the eyes of some people who claim to be noble.
He was indeed a vulgar country bumpkin - even those lords who were born in the mountains could not necessarily get along with the great lords in the northern part of the empire.
For example, in history, the two important ministers of the Ansem Eleven era, Archduke Hernans and Duke Longblade, ridiculed each other in court all year round, even giving Emperor Ansem a headache.
"Because I'm different from them, I'm just a poor lady, sir."
Brando laughed and shook his head.
"These mercenaries came to Chablis at this time, presumably because of the bandits in the forest. Local areas in Erouin often raise their own money to hire mercenaries to exterminate bandits that are entrenched in villages and towns and affect people's daily life. This has formed
It's a common practice." He walked along the stone-paved streets of Chablis while bringing the topic back to the topic: "In densely populated areas, most of the people who pay to hire these mercenaries are the local security forces or militia.
And in remote areas, a village will pool all its money to pay for it."
Antitina was stunned. She almost never saw these descriptions in books: "Is there such a thing?"
"It was the same with Butchi in the past, and Roman also paid for it." Roman enthusiastically poked his head out from the narrow roadside, staring at the criss-crossing streets below, without looking back.
"Only where there is a garrison, the garrison is used to dealing with local bandits personally. Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the royal family to place their hope in their 'new army'. Indeed, the garrison represents a brand-new power of Eruin.
, I just don’t know if this force has the chance to develop and grow.”
"Besides, there is only one generation that has grown up and can be used." Brando raised his head and said profoundly.
Antitina lowered her head and began to rethink some things.
It was at this time that Brando and the other three heard a loud shout from behind: "Stop!" The three were startled and turned around, only to find that the scolding was not directed at them.
.They first saw a hurried young man rushing away from the crowd and running past them. However, before he could run a few steps away, he was stopped by two people dressed as mercenaries in front of him.
The two mercenaries drew their swords, blocked the young man's way, and shouted: "Eco, where do you want to run? You bastard, have you forgotten the rules of our mercenary group?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance around in panic, only to find that there were mercenaries wearing leather armor on each side, drawing bright long swords and surrounding him. In fact, Brando happened to be in the middle of the situation at this moment.
At the edge of the encirclement, no one noticed him, and he was happy about it. He pulled Roman back a step to avoid getting involved in this inexplicable fight.
"Capo, what do you want to do?" When the young man named Eco found that all escape routes were blocked, he stopped and took a breath. He immediately took out the dagger from the scabbard with one hand and wiped the corner of his forehead.
sweat, and asked nervously.
"You know what you did." A mercenary in a gray shirt walked out of the crowd and looked at him coldly: "Otherwise, why did you make an ill-intentioned choice and escape today? What did you do when you joined the mercenary group?
Have you forgotten what you swore? The captain and everyone treat you like a brother, but why did you betray us?"
The young man was startled for a moment, with a look of struggle on his face: "Kabo, I didn't betray you."
The mercenary named Kabo looked at him carefully, sighed, and shook his head: "Come back with us, and we will naturally believe you."
But the young man shook his head decisively: "No, Kab, please don't ask. I said, we can't go to Balogan Forest..." He hesitated, then shook his head: "Please believe me once, believe me
, I won’t harm you. Think about it before, how could I betray you and betray everyone——"
"That's enough, Eco!" The mercenary showed a sad expression. He interrupted the young man and said: "No matter what, you must go back with us and return to the captain. If you have any questions, return to the camp, captain.
Naturally, I will listen to your explanation. Eco, please listen to my advice. The leader raised you up, and when you leave here, you abandon him and your previous companions." He pointed at himself and others: "
See, these are your comrades, what are you going to do?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step back: "Stop talking, Cab. I know very well this time that I am right. I will not go back with you. And I will stop you from going to that place."
, I don’t know what to say to you..."
He looked around and found that other mercenaries were getting closer and closer to him. He couldn't help but plead: "Cabo, for the sake of our relationship, let me go. You believe me, I will never let you
I regret it, I swear."
"Brando?" Roman saw this scene from the side and couldn't help but asked in a low voice.
"Sir?" Antitina also turned her head.
Faced with this situation, the two ladies both asked the only person they could rely on at the moment if they wanted to leave temporarily. But Brando shook his head. He looked at the young man thoughtfully.
appearance.
On the other side, Cabo saw the young man's determination and knew that it would be useless to talk more. He took a step back and made a gesture to his own people. The mercenaries immediately pounced on him from all directions and blocked the man named Eco.
Every retreat for young people.
In fact, Brando was immediately surprised as soon as these mercenaries took action. He immediately discovered that these seemingly ordinary mercenaries were not weak hands. Several of them were as skilled as Leto, that is, at least some
The strength of the black iron is in the middle range. Although the mercenaries walking outside are really famous, most of them have this strength, but seeing so many outstanding mercenaries in a small place like Chablis, Brando still has some
Surprised.
Not only Brando, but Antitina also noticed this. She originally wanted to say something, but at this moment she also calmed down and carefully observed the scene in front of her.
Although she is just a frail noble daughter, she is more knowledgeable than country girls like Roman and Freya.
But what surprised Brando even more was obviously the young man.
Surrounded by seven or eight mercenaries with mid-range Black Iron strength, he calmly lowered his center of gravity, then rushed forward and grabbed the sword in the hand of a mercenary - the young man's movements were so fast that even Brando
He almost didn't see it clearly. He only saw that with a flick of his hand, the mercenary was thrown over his shoulder and fell to the ground.
Then he leaned to the left, and another mercenary was immediately knocked away. The direction was impartial, exactly in the direction where Brando, Roman, and Antitina were standing.
Brando was stunned - the force of this collision was unbearable for ordinary people. The young man had at least silver level strength. And he seemed to be two or three years younger than him, which made Brando couldn't help but sigh.
, this is indeed before the troubled times, the monsters appear one after another. The first little guy he saw when he came to this world-little Phyllis himself was extremely talented. And the Brayson, Essen, and Fu he met later
Leia and Viscount Test are all talented people.
In general history, there are only a few such people in a generation. But he saw several of them in a row just from small places like Butch to Prague. This has to be said after Warnd.
In the era of war, it seems that there are indeed some factors that determine destiny.
Of course, thinking about it, he was not slow in his hands. He caught the mercenary who bumped into him with a burst of strength, and then supported him - Brando almost couldn't bear it and took a step back after doing all this. He couldn't help but
I thought it was such a strong force. Maybe the black iron-strength mercenary was fine with the collision, but if he hit some passerby, he would probably be seriously injured even if he didn't die.
However, he thought to himself that if he still had the Thorn of Light in his hand, this would not be the result.
But this young man is really reckless, he thought.
The mercenary who was knocked to pieces finally regained his breath. He looked back and glanced at Brando in surprise. He probably didn't expect that any passerby on the street would have a black iron midstream.
Strength, but I was stunned for a moment before I thought that I should say thank you.
"...Thank you, sir."
Brando shook his head and interrupted him, his eyes still falling on the small 'battlefield'.
