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Act 137: Gifts

Scene 137 Gift

Naturally, a mere group of noble cavalry had no right to take them to see the local lord, a baron of Eruin.

Although Brando calls himself 'Viscount Stingang' - a nobleman who traveled here from the north, the seal forged by the lame man also has all the procedures, and even looks more exquisite and authentic than the one issued by the Kingdom's House of Nobles. However, the nobleman

With the aristocratic airs, a moment of waiting is necessary for both parties.

The streets of Fir City are spread out like a net. In the south, ochre-red clay tiles are often used, so you can see patches of vermilion roofs when you look down. The baron's castle is in the center where all the streets converge. From the center of the city, a family called the "Jiaoyongzhi"

The towering spiers of this blue-gray castle can be seen in Fist's inn. Since the Anson era, humans have often built such castles.

In the wilderness, humans relied on castles and fortresses to defend themselves against attacks from wild beasts, monsters and barbarians.

After Brando and his party had a meal in the hotel, a formal invitation from Baron Grudin was also sent. Guided by a group of noble private soldiers, they entered the castle - but the banquet was not good.

The first thing that caught their eyes at the gate was two rows of elite guards wearing heavy armor and standing neatly with halberds in hand, expressionless faces.

Brando looked around, thinking about the grand ostentation. He could see that the other party wanted to give them a blow. But the funny thing is that his group has even seen the ancient guards of the Silver Elf, so what does it mean?

The young man walked over as if he was not seeing anything. A big man with a scar on his face immediately appeared from the side. As soon as he appeared, he reached out and grabbed Brando's shoulder, as if he wanted to keep him. Unfortunately, his hand was not yet available.

Before he had time to put it on, his wrist tightened - the girl with long fiery red hair behind Brando had already grabbed his wrist, staring at him with amber eyes as if she had locked onto a prey, she said coldly:

"Step aside."

Qian pulled her hand and threw the instructor out like a sandbag. Everyone heard a muffled sound followed by a low wail.

"Stop him—!"

The expressions of the two rows of heavy-armored guards changed, and they immediately raised their shoulders and blocked them. They wanted to stop the young man who had not stopped, but their wishes were beautiful, but the reality was so cruel. Brando moved forward, and as soon as these people touched

He was immediately knocked out.

It was as if what they encountered was not a gentle and noble young man, but a giant dragon.

70 strength, the strength of the upper level of silver. If it were in the Anson era, Brando would have been a member of the Kingdom's Youth Knights. With just one step, he could enter the core of power in the upper circle. But since he was born in troubled times, this path is different.

Already.

But it must be forge ahead.

Brando moved forward, and for a moment there was a ping-pong noise in the courtyard. The guards in heavy armor fell back and fell into pieces. But the young man did not even look at these guys lying on the ground wailing, and walked directly to

In front of the second gate of the castle.

The door was closed, and maybe the person who was about to open the door for him was lying on the ground groaning at the moment. But it didn't matter, since no one opened the door for him, Brando kicked the door open without even thinking about it - he remembered that he had entered this way before.

of the council chamber of the guild.

There was a loud 'bang', and the empty hall appeared in front of Brando.



"Ouch, how rude!"

Behind an arched window above the castle, a middle-aged man in a robe opened a corner of the curtain and looked at the scene below with interest - although he was sighing, his blue-grey eyes were glowing with cold light.

Holding a goblet in his hand, the middle-aged man shook his wrist so that the edge of the liquid kept rising and changing, and overlapped with the other edge before.

If Brando could naturally recognize this man's unique aquiline nose here, it seems that it is the unique bloodline of the Denel family that can give birth to such a gloomy face. The middle-aged man's eyes are sunken, and his skin is

Just like the pale and sickly color common to all nobles, his eyes lack vitality, but his beard is full of vitality.

"At least the strength of the lower level of Silver is around 20 years old." Baron Grudin touched the slightly curled edge of his mustache with his hand and asked: "How is it?"

A tall man behind him shook his head: "He didn't try his best, and the red-haired girl is not easy either. But if you want to take action, it's about a 50-50 chance, but it's best not to do it."

"Of course," Baron Grudin reached out and clinked his wine glass on the glass window, making a soft tinkling sound like a toast: "Knowing my reputation, you dare to be so domineering, I must have some background. But I still have to teach you the necessary lessons.

Yes, as long as the water from the well does not interfere with the water from the river."

He lowered the curtains and turned around: "How did the thing I asked you to do go?"

The man bowed slightly and said: "The people have been sent out in the morning. If nothing happens, they will be back in the evening."

"That's best." Baron Grudin threw the glass cup casually, and the cup fell next to a dead woman beside the bed. The scarlet liquid splashed out, and then soaked into the fibers of the carpet, which was already dark red.

It becomes darker and darker——

"This matter was requested by my father. It must be done perfectly."

What he was thinking about was when would the old immortal decide the heir to the territory. However, what disappointed him was that the older he got, the smarter Earl Denel became. Otherwise, he would have killed all his brothers.

Poisoned to death.

Those idiots.

he thought.



A lamp made of dark red crystal hangs down in the center of the hall. It is so exquisite that it is almost luxurious. The crystal contains runes - so it is naturally a magic item. The decorative style of the dome comes from the religious trend of the retro Anson era, from top to bottom.

They are celestial bodies and stars, myths and legends, and scriptures of saints. The bottom layer is one hundred and eighty columns, symbolizing one hundred and eighty constellations.

When Brando saw Baron Grudin himself, the two of them sat at both ends of a long square table in the center of the hall; Baron Grudin was under the Dagger Seat, and Brando was under the Witch Throne, the only constellation due south.

There were many people participating in the banquet. In addition to the knights of Baron Grudin, most of them were local gentry and nobles. Except for a small number of honorary nobles who were awarded the title after the Corcova dynasty, most of these people were nobles.

Rudin's right-hand man. But Brando knows that this guy's real confidants may not be here yet. Those people either hide their heads and show their tails, or they simply rule for him.

Although the Tonigel region is not large, it contains more than twenty territories, large and small. Each territory is ruled by a retainer loyal to Grudin, and it is Warnd's long-standing tradition to enfeoff it layer by layer.

After the two parties exchanged pleasantries without smiling, the Baron announced the banquet to begin, naturally in the name of honoring the so-called 'Viscount Tinsgang'.

The dishes served by the servants can be said to be sumptuous, but Brando and his party couldn't eat anything; Akane and Tiger Bird can be said to have no worries about eating at all, while Antitina didn't show it on her face, but she was actually very nervous in her heart.

To die.

She didn't know how heartless Brando and Roman had to be to be in the mood to savor every dish on the table, but she could only frown at the table full of dishes, not really in the mood to talk.

During the dinner, the baron noticed the expression of the noble daughter, his expression moved slightly, and asked: "Why, this young lady thinks that I have not treated you well?"

There was silence in the hall.

Antitina was secretly frightened; but she raised her head and nodded calmly: "The Lord and Madam are unable to speak due to their status, but as a retinue, I have no scruples. To be honest, these things are a bit too ordinary.

melted--"

Brando secretly screamed "good job" when he heard this, thinking that Antitina really saw that he was putting on airs. But this sentence was so well-spoken that it was like a slap in the face to the so-called Gru.

Baron Ding’s face. And this guy is not a good guy. He couldn’t refute it for a while.

He is a dignified lord, so naturally it is not easy for him to argue with someone else's follower, let alone a woman.

But Grudin just smiled slightly, while the others remained silent. The middle-aged man stared at Brando with dull eyes under his sunken eyes, and Brando had no time to respond to him with a warlike look. He wants to do it now

He plays the role of a domineering and arrogant young aristocrat. Such aristocratic young people can be found everywhere in Eruin. It is precisely because they are ordinary that they do not arouse suspicion. Besides, from the legality of the document——

According to the lame man, even if Viscount Tinsgang himself came to inspect these documents, he would first doubt himself - not whether Brando was a fake.

"This is the best. Even in the whole of Prague - no, in the whole south, you can't find a more exquisite craftsmanship than this. I spent a lot of money on it, and it guarantees that you will have smooth access." That guy is

Such a boast to Haikou.

Baron Grudin finally showed a gentle smile on his face: "The Viscount is from the north, so he must not be used to the southern climate, right?"

When he spoke he changed the subject.

"For a knight of the kingdom, climate change is nothing. As for those weak people who can't even endure this kind of hardship, I don't think they deserve to be called nobles." Brando showed no mercy.

He replied with a gun and a stick; it's just that he felt that this image was more in line with his nature. Could it be that subconsciously he was actually a domineering person?

Everyone in the hall was stunned. This was a slap in the face again and again. They couldn't help but wonder who this young man was.

But only Baron Grudin smiled brightly, and his formal expression could be said to be remarkable. He smiled and said: "Of course young people cannot compare with us old bones, but it doesn't matter if the food is not to your liking, I

There is another gift for you."

Gift?

Brando was slightly startled, wondering what this guy was up to. In fact, what he wanted to do was to scare the opponent and leave as soon as possible. His territory was already within easy reach, and it would not be too late to trouble this guy again in the future.


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