Act 41 Emergency

Chapter 41: Emergency

"Then I'll take my leave. [Ci*Book/ge] www/cishuge/com" Brando put away the scroll, but he looked at the other party's current situation. Antitina's embarrassing situation and experience made him a little uncomfortable. I can't bear it. He hesitated for a moment and then asked: "...Do you need any help?"

Antitina shook her head. "No, thank you," she replied in a low voice while holding the door, "Thank you for bringing me the news about my father, sir." She coughed twice.

Brando couldn't help but think that this was really a confident and stubborn girl. He thought for a moment and found out that he himself was not rich. Even if he wanted to help others, he would probably have to wait until after the auction that the lame man contacted for him. Thinking of this, he was about to say goodbye and leave, but suddenly there was the sound of messy footsteps on the stairs not far away.

Several people were startled and turned their heads in that direction at the same time. "There are quite a few people," Bottom put a hand under his cloak: "Seven, no, eight."

"Don't be nervous, this is Braggs." Brando stopped Bottom and stared in that direction. But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of curses from down the corridor:

"Damn it, I really don't want to come to this damn place. That girl is so stubborn, I think our trip this time is in vain."

"Shh, these noble ladies are like this. They look extremely arrogant on the surface. As long as you scare them, they will be like trembling animals. Whatever you ask them to do, she will have to hand over the things obediently."

"In my opinion, the Baron has agreed to deal with her anyway, and it won't make any difference if we really deal with her. Isn't she just a down-and-out noble? If we don't show that damn girl a little bit of color, she won't know what we do."

"You know what the hell, can you believe what the nobles say? They are more talkative than the devils in the underground -"

A group of people argued and appeared at the corner of the corridor, and happened to meet Brando, Bottom and others - exactly eight people, everyone wearing brand new, light gray uniforms of the security cavalry. They obviously did not expect that There will be people up there, and almost everyone has an unexpected look on their face.

Their eyes immediately fell on Antitina at the back, then returned to Brando and Bottom, and finally saw the cripple who was blocked at the back.

"It's you! Cripple, what are you doing here?" The leader frowned and asked.

Brando stopped the lame man, turned around and asked, "Who are they?"

"The gangsters in the Hood District, unexpectedly, they started to look like dogs after not seeing each other for a few days.

He also mixed it with a suit of leather and wore it on his body. [Ci*Book/Pavilion] "The cripple's eyes flashed and he stared at the security cavalry uniform on the other party and replied. It seemed that he and these people didn't like to see each other.

"Hmph, a dog can't spit out ivory." A man on the other side cursed.

But the leader stopped his companion, and Brando's actions showed that he was the leader of the three. The man couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment. Although the cripple from Black Pepper Lane was not a great person, he had always been a loner and was well-known in their circle. What does it mean to be mixed up with these two people of unknown origin today?

Especially since they were still together with the daughter of the down-and-out nobleman, things became a little troublesome.

"How many are there?" He thought about it and decided to test it out first.

Brando glanced at him and ignored the guy.

He turned around and saw Antitina clinging to the door frame with both hands, her joints turning white. The girl lowered her head. Although she did not speak, these subtle movements still made the young man aware of the fear and panic in her heart. He thought for a while and asked, "Are they here to trouble you?"

Antitina nodded.

"what happened?"

"They said my father owed money to their lord."

"Isn't your father a gambler? How come everyone is short of money?" The lame man who didn't know the truth muttered behind him, but he immediately faced the girl's eyes that were almost spitting out fire, and was startled. , swallowing the second half of the sentence subconsciously.

"Does your father owe them money?" Brando asked.

Antitina frowned and shook her head: "How could my father deal with people like them?"

Brando thought for a moment and then turned back: "Who are you?"

His words were smooth and forceful, and the person taking the lead saw that he spoke in an orderly manner. He was initially timid, and now he was even more timid. He thought that this young man must have something to rely on - even though he couldn't see it. Brando's face was hidden in the shadows, but he could tell the other person's age based on his voice. He hesitated again and again, not daring to pursue Brando's rudeness in ignoring him just now. He thought about it again and again before forming his sentence. He replied: "We are the security cavalry under Hader. I am Jon the Owl. These are my brothers. We are entrusted by Viscount Tester to collect the debt."

"Since when have the security cavalry been responsible for doing this?" Bottom crossed his arms and couldn't help but sneer coldly from behind.

The seven or eight people opposite were embarrassed for a moment. A few weeks ago, they were just ordinary people who had never seen much of the world. Now they were neither easy to get angry nor able to refute in front of the mysterious young man. There was actually some difficulty in advancing or retreating.

The person who took the lead just wanted to give himself a slap. He hesitated before opening his mouth, but he didn't expect to be caught in the painful foot.

Fortunately, there is always one person who can't help but complain: "It is only natural to pay back debts."

Brando glanced at them and asked, "Who are you going to ask for debt collection?"

These 'security cavalry' fell silent again. They looked at each other, and finally the leader bravely answered: "That's the lady behind you, sir. Her name is Antitina. Her father owes Viscount Teste a debt." A lot of money.”

Brando scratched his ears. The name Test seemed a little familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He thought that this kind of person must have a certain reputation in the 'Amber Sword', but deviates from the main line of the story - this kind of person is either an insignificant little character like Lord Jinguo, or someone who is better hidden. For the sake of it.

He turned around and asked: "Who is Viscount Test?"

"A young man similar to you, he is the deputy to the commander of the Blade Cavalry, McGusk. There are rumors outside that he is the illegitimate son of the Grand Duke." The lame man's face changed and he reminded in a low voice: "Brando, we'd better Don't conflict with these people here - they are Tester people, you can't afford to mess with those big shots."

When the little old man said this, he couldn't help but secretly wipe his sweat. Fortunately, he didn't say anything too disrespectful just now, otherwise it would have really made him angry. But as soon as he came to his senses, the cunning old fox began to think about how to get out of this trouble.

But Brando heard something in his words and smiled slightly. "Cripple, it seems that you really want me to have a conflict with Viscount Test, whom I have never met before?" he asked.

"No, no, I don't dare, I don't dare." The cripple 'Lorne' smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect that the other party would reveal his little trick at a glance. But he might never have thought that Brando knew all about his little thoughts.

Brando glanced at Antitina again, but found that the girl's face turned pale - she had obviously heard the cripple's words. Indeed, compared to her father, both Magsk and Grand Duke Golan-Elson were taller. An unreachable figure. If these people wanted to cause trouble for her, she might just close her eyes and wait for death.

But what Brando was thinking about was that McGask, the leader of the Silver Wings Cavalry, appeared to be an aristocrat with a serious military background, but in fact he was a lackey of the All Things Unity. It's just that Mr. Test is not famous in the 'Amber Sword'. The only thing that is famous is his identity as an illegitimate son. Brando then realized why he was so insensitive to this person's name.

What's puzzling is that there is rarely an extermination between the Warnd nobles and the nobles - even if the royal family seizes power, it is often only behind the scenes. Tester will not be ignorant of Antitina's situation, but he is so step-by-step What does pressing mean?

Are there any grudges between ancestors? Does not look like.

Brando couldn't help but wonder if the guy was attracted to Antitina. This was not impossible. Nobles often played this game. But this is a bit troublesome. Not to mention whether Antitina is willing, even Brando is not willing. The designer of the magic transmission device, the value of such a person is almost immeasurable - Brando is absolutely not willing. He would let Antitina slip away from his hands. At first, he did not want to express such a wish so urgently - firstly, it was to make the girl lower her guard, and secondly, the businessman's nature of bargaining was evil.

But now it looks like the plans are changing.

He turned around and asked, "Does your father know Viscount Test?"

Antitina quickly shook her head. She was a very smart girl, and she immediately figured out the other party's possible intentions just like Brando. She had never seen Viscount Test, but the way he acted was disgusting, so she subconsciously thought of relying on the nearest person she could rely on - she couldn't help but look at Brando, I felt a little uneasy.

But Brando did not disappoint her.

After hearing this, the young man immediately drew his sword. The shining silver elf sword made everyone on the opposite side feel a chill. Showing the weapon meant that the negotiation had broken down. However, the person who took the lead still wanted to save it. He moistened his dry throat and was about to speak, hoping that the other party could consider Viscount Test's influence, but before that, Brando had already swung his sword -

A ripple passed past everyone with a 'whoosh', like an invisible wind. The wind pressure made everyone's hair fly back. It was just a moment, and then a button nearly five meters long opened with a click on the ceiling.

There was silence in the dim corridor——

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