For a moment, chaotic thoughts filled his mind, but it was like a sharp sword cutting through all the knots in an instant. He opened his eyes like the king of the Macedonians, clear and find his own answer. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn noⅴelfire.net
Antitina keenly saw through Brand's hesitation and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. She originally thought that such a decision for a decisive young noble like Brand was a natural choice that didn't need consideration.
This was originally the game rules among nobles—
Brand heard the girl's inquiry and turned to look at her. This noble daughter was once again stunned, she never expected Brand to reveal such an expression—self-deprecating, relaxed yet with a hint of regret? She didn't understand where this young knight's compassionate gaze came from, when did the cold-hearted nobles of Erune become .
Perhaps it was crocodile tears, but it seemed unnecessary. Or maybe, the Highland Knight of Karasu still adheres to those ancient teachings today?
When Brand raised his hand, he felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, but when he lowered it, he felt infinitely relaxed: "Prepare a bit. But if possible, only knock them out. I don't want to completely fall out with 'Mane Wolf' Macaro." He whispered almost imperceptibly. He didn't know if others would see him as a fool for doing this, but if he didn't do it, he would surely be one.
Rubis Mercenaries all nodded together, as summoned beings, they had no right to evaluate or question their lord's decision. Only 'Hu Que' had a trace of regret in his eyes, to achieve a once-and-for-all solution, one must choose a more decisive approach. On the contrary, Antitina beside him let out a gentle breath.
The girl's eyelashes moved, she couldn't help but look at Brand with a new perspective. For the first time, she discovered that the young lord she followed, almost of the same age as her, seemed to have some qualities she was not aware of. She couldn't say whether these qualities were good or bad, only that they seemed incompatible with this ancient world. Strangely—she didn't feel any unease at all. On the contrary, this noble-born girl felt comforted for the first time for such a long time.
"Brand." At this moment, Roman called out nervously from one side.
Brand was stunned for a moment, but still whispered, "Don't make a sound."
Miss Merchant thought for a moment, then nodded.
And Rubis Mercenaries were all in position, just waiting for Redi and another person to approach the edge of the forest clearing, then they would swarm in. Twelve experienced soldiers with Black Iron Middle strength, they were fully confident they could subdue the opponent before they could react. However, Brand still felt some instinctive tension, the forest outside might hold formidable enemies, he couldn't afford to waste any time here.
But what surprised him greatly was that just as Redi and the person beside him were about to step out of the bushes, they slowly stopped.
What did they notice?
Brand's eyelid twitched, almost immediately ordering his mercenaries to charge, but he forcibly restrained this impulsive thought. Attacking from this distance might throw the whole plan into chaos, as it was too far, with a small bush in between. He slowly calmed down, the white-haired youth didn't seem to have noticed the situation here.
He turned back once more, the Rubis Mercenaries always maintained composure, except for the carefree Miss Roman who was still glancing around, Antitina was so pale with fright it seemed her heart might stop, no longer pumping blood.
He turned back again, stunned once more—surprised to find that Redi not only stopped but also turned around to talk to his companion. They were at least twenty meters from the edge of the forest, the clearing at least fifty meters wide, almost a hundred meters apart, even with Brand's perception, he could only occasionally catch a few keywords.
The white-haired youth's voice was not loud, he occasionally looked towards the camp direction, seemed to care about something.
But soon, their conversation became heated. Finally, it turned into an argument, although most people here couldn't hear the content of the conversation there, they could tell from their gestures that neither could convince the other. Realizing that they were not coming towards here, Brand felt somewhat depressed, thinking in the middle of the night, did you two come out just to quarrel?
Then could you please find another place.
Unfortunately, Redi couldn't hear Brand's thoughts, on the contrary, their voices gradually increased. Next, Brand could barely distinguish words like 'Ecco...', 'Chablis...', and 'Necklace...', he raised his eyebrows. That young man named Ecco was still in Chablis? Redi seemed to know this, 'Mane Wolf' Macaro must also know, but it seems there were many issues within this mercenary group, he couldn't help but think.
However, he still didn't understand why this white-haired youth would come out in the middle of the night to discuss an issue completely unrelated to the current 'plot task'.
He couldn't help but look up, his gaze passing through gaps between the leaves above, the blood star had already appeared in the middle of the sky—the star being the most accurate timekeeping method for Erune's summer night, meaning it was nearly midnight.
(PS. Didn't upload last night was disconnected again, disconnections becoming routine recently, do scold Chengdu Telecom. Also, whether I have integrity doesn't need a thief to judge. Damn it, stealing stuff needs me to prepare, like I owe you.)(To be continued, for more please visit www.qidian.com, support authors, support genuine reading!)