"I didn't expect that the Lord's swordsmanship is so superb."
Antitina praised unreservedly as she walked away. The only time she had a chance to witness Brando's full attack was in the underground auction house in Prague, but that time she was busy escaping with Roman and had no time to pay attention to Brando.
How on earth did he deal with that zombie captain?
The footsteps of three people passed through the hotel's hollow corridor inside the rock wall, and a series of empty sounds extended forward until the dark end of the corridor. The owner of the hotel cut a stone window into the rock wall to let in light, and moved forward
Looking at it, natural light casts a pale, faint spot on the dark and dim floor every certain distance.
"Yes, Brando has always been very powerful." Roman added a little proudly on the side, and she narrowed her eyes - a bit of natural charm. The businesswoman turned around and glanced at Brando.
One more glance, with a smile, made the latter's heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously worried that this young lady was brewing some strange thoughts.
This kind of worry is not groundless. Before leaving the forest capital, Roman had nothing to do with peace. First, he pretended to be a merchant from the Chamber of Commerce to visit the local nobles and investigate the market. Then he secretly bought someone from the Brotherhood of Thieves.
A map from Magitan to Chablis - this is not audacious, after all, in this day and age, drawing a map privately would risk hanging.
Of course, this matter was hidden from Brando from the beginning. If the eldest lady had never been able to hide her words in front of him, he probably still wouldn't know that she was doing these little things secretly. Hidden secretly.
Maps, pretending to be nobles, forging documents and certificates - Brando thought that he had already despised the laws of this ancient country, but he didn't expect that the business lady probably didn't care about the black cover from the beginning.
Kingdom Code.
Of course, Brando suspected that she didn't even know there was such a thing as a code.
However, Roman was careful and cautious outside, as shrewd as a little fox, and did not reveal anything to the wind. It wasn't Brando who found her secretly counting money alone on the carriage, and he didn't know that this damn girl had already used these
She made a small fortune through illegal means - her pocket money.
Of course, Brando had already warned her sternly about this matter, but the business lady accepted it humbly and then hummed a few words of agreement. It is estimated that only Martha can know how much she listened to it.
.
"What are you thinking about?" Brando couldn't help asking.
"No." Roman shook his head quickly.
"Why aren't you so nervous?" Brando's suspicion involuntarily deepened and he asked angrily.
"Are you nervous, Brando?" Roman touched his little face and asked curiously with his eyes wide open.
"Don't think about it right or left. Your trick is no longer useful to me, little Roman."
"No, don't call me that..." The business girl raised her eyebrows, but immediately rolled her eyes: "Brando, can I go out for a walk alone?"
"Of course not."
Brando flatly refused. He was not afraid that the pleasant town of Chablis would be devastated by this young lady, but he had other considerations. Today he fought against Buga in full view of the public, using one hand
The master's swordsmanship impressed everyone present. Even the Maned Wolf Macaro could no longer say anything - but this was only a superficial phenomenon. After the warrior's blood faded, Brando felt that his thoughts had changed again.
Become clear.
In the past games, it was very common for single mercenaries or adventurers to temporarily join a strange mercenary group while traveling. In fact, anyone may encounter trouble when traveling and have to rely on
Help from others.
Although Article 314 of the Mercenary Code rarely appears in formal agreements, in fact, it is not uncommon for a single person to merge into a strange group. This is because in name they act with the group, but in fact they work for each other.
Their policies are to prevent each other, so apart from helping each other, it actually doesn't mean much.
Therefore, the written provisions that mercenary groups can put forward tests for participants are actually just empty words in many cases. Therefore, the unusual behavior of 'Maned Wolf' Macaro and Buga this afternoon seems to be something else.
meaning.
Brando can even clearly see the deep suspicion of himself in the eyes of the middle-aged man standing with Buga, but is this suspicion necessary?
He was a little confused.
Then he couldn't help but think of the scene he encountered outside in the afternoon. From the words and deeds of the young man named Eco, it seemed that the mercenary group's operation to suppress the bandits was not as simple as imagined.
Well. Did they just have another purpose, or did they encounter some trouble? This is what Brando wants to understand.
He didn't want these mercenaries to have the same thing as him, otherwise he would be in big trouble.
Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but frown deeply.
"Brando, what's wrong?" Roman blinked: "Are you angry with me?"
"Of course not." Brando glared at her, knowing that the eldest lady was not afraid of being angry, but just looking for something to say. Then he turned back and asked: "Antitina, just now
What kind of mercenary group did they say they were?"
He suddenly remembered something, which was a new problem for him.
"Gray Wolf Mercenary Group."
"Gray wolf?"
"What, is there any problem?" Antitina asked.
"Nothing," Brando replied casually, and then murmured to himself: "...Gray Wolf Mercenary Group, Gray Wolf?" Shouldn't it be the Shanmulan Mercenary Group? 'Maned Wolf' Macaro should be this one
Man. That’s right, the middle-aged man is exactly the same as in the description, so there shouldn’t be any mistake. But why are the names of the mercenary group different?
Could it be that something happened in history?
He raised his eyebrows. Another possibility is that the mercenary group changed its name, but in this field, changing its name is not a trivial matter. Not to mention the need to register with the Adventurer's Guild under the Temple of Fire, this is a
It is a complicated and huge project. Under normal circumstances, the application is unlikely to be successful unless there are some huge changes.
Huge change?
Brando raised his head and looked at the ray of natural light shining on the ground from the stone window in front, the expression in his dark brown eyes changing.
…
"How about it?"
The red-haired middle-aged man touched the scar on his face and turned around to ask.
Standing at a high place, the cool breeze blowing on his face felt comfortable. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and stare at the town of Chablis below the mountain. The town was like an artificially stacked hill, winding and twisting.
The stairs go up step by step along the hillside.
The name 'Maned Wolf' Macaro has been known in the mercenary world for almost six or seven years. This name was left behind when he first entered this industry. It means that he is brave and aggressive.
Ruthless, he fights without his life, like a ferocious alpha wolf. Because in the mountainous area south of Eruin, the alpha wolf is also called the silver-maned wolf, and this is where the name comes from.
"Ha." Buga put his hand on his forehead and smiled: "That boy's military swordsmanship is superb. He is almost at the level of a master. Even in the army..."
He suddenly coughed: "You know what I'm saying. Just talking about talent and attainments in swordsmanship, I'm not as good as him. The young man named Brando is a true genius, born for the sword.
It's hard for me to believe that a person at this age can have such a deep understanding of swordsmanship. You know, I can't even let go in front of him——"
He smiled: "Before meeting Master Eco, I never believed that there are geniuses in this world. People can reach that far only by personal dedication and sweat. But after meeting Master Eco, especially after today
I feel more and more that I have made a mistake."
After saying that, he smiled with his white teeth.
"You compare him with Master Eco?" Macaro turned around. The scar on his cheek was rumored to have been left in a battle with the Son of the Night. But those who are familiar with him understand that in fact, Macaro had
Before Luo became a mercenary, he already had this wound on his face: "I didn't see that young man having such a level."
"That's why you are the commander and I am the swordsman."
"So you think highly of him?"
"Well, but that young man reminds me of an acquaintance."
"who?"
"A rigid guy. Forget it, I want to say that I don't think this young man is an undercover agent sent by the Cards." Buga said: "They need such excellent backup talents.
, everyone has known about it for a long time."
Macaro shook his head and smiled: "It's hard to say, this time of year is too sensitive. I don't believe that 'Solitaire' is here just to grab a task from us. Chablis is just a small town with little oil and water.
Is it so attractive?”
"You've said this before, haven't you? Do you think they have other intentions?" Buga turned around and asked.
"good."
"What's their plan? Those lizard bandits have another secret, right?"
"I don't know, but Eco has been unusual in the past few days." Macaro closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "This makes me a little worried. I can't let a group of guys with ill intentions follow us all the time.
This group of people was also obstructing a mission, and this time I want to get rid of it once and for all."
Buga glanced at him.
"Master also agrees?"
Macaro nodded, then shook his head: "Master didn't say anything."
"Then how about just waiting?"
"We can't wait any longer. The tree herder is catching up with us again. Didn't you notice?" The Maned Wolf replied facing the wind: "We will set off within three days at most."
