Scene 105 Brando’s Road (Part 1)

Kesav followed Boban through a long corridor. After passing an arch, the bright light pouring in from the outside suddenly filled his field of vision, causing him to squint his eyes slightly, and then he saw clearly what appeared to him. There is a small courtyard in front of you. The courtyard is surrounded by corridors and is located in the courtyard in the center of the castle. There is a blue sky above the head. Probably because of walking for a long time in the dark, the blue color seems a bit dazzling.

The courtyard was an exquisite garden. He saw two people standing and sitting under the shade of an ancient tree in the center of the garden. One of them was wearing a black silk robe, with gray hair, a somewhat fat figure, and a thick golden robe. A quality necklace hangs from the back of his neck, which is folded with several layers of skin, to his chest. On the pendant is a thrillingly green emerald.

This emerald is called the 'Heart of the Ancient Tree'. It is a long-standing treasure of the Rosalin family. It is also a symbol of the head of the family, so the identity of this person is naturally self-evident. Kesav had not seen his lord for some time, and only then did he realize that he looked a little older.

"The lord is old, and it seems that he will return to the embrace of the goddess who knows when." Kesav couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind. He knew that the old lord had two sons, and the eldest son was deeply trusted by him. , but he couldn't deal with Boban. After all, he is the swordsmanship teacher of the lord's second son. Kesav always feels that the old lord's arrangement may not be appropriate, but he neither dares nor is qualified to say this.

His eyes fell on the young lady sitting by the ancient tree again. Although it was not the first time he saw her, Kesav couldn't help but subconsciously feel dizzy.

She was a very special woman. She looked a little quiet, and her face was pale due to injuries, which added to her weakness. Her beautiful black hair hung undisguisedly on her shoulders and white robe. Making her so holy that she looked like a goddess.

It's just that this lady's beauty is very different from that of the Jiufeng people. Although her skin is white, her high and straight nose and purple eyes show that she is not a native of Swift Plains.

Maybe this is a goddess. Kesav couldn't help but think to himself that she had descended from the sky with a ray of white light. Landing in the courtyard of Rosalin Castle, even the people in the ghost carriage were attracted to her. The old lord believed that this was God's wish and a good sign, although not long after that, a monster attacked Rosalin.

Of course, no one would associate the attack on Rosalin with this weak lady. At most, they would only think that it might be a hint from Lord Martha to order the Rosalin people to return to the land of Swift Plains. Otherwise, Why would the power of Gui Che appear in this barren land? The power of Nine-Headed Bird is the underground king in Swift Plains.

Kesav glanced at the old lord with some jealousy, he could swear. The descriptions of the beauty of goddesses in mythology may not be as good as the one in front of me.

It's a pity that the beauty of the other party definitely does not belong to him. So far, he only knows her name is Delphine. Subconsciously, the guards in Rosalin Castle already regard her as the new mistress of the castle. Anyway, the old lord's first wife has long been Died more than ten years ago.

Except for the fact that the lord’s eldest son complained about it——

"I don't know if our lord is still capable." Kesav looked at the two people and couldn't help but thought gloomily. The old lord seemed to be glowing with youth and vitality in front of Delphine.

He was talking endlessly about something to please the latter.

Only when the two of them entered the garden did Lord Rosalin finally notice the two of them. He looked at the two people as if he was a little unhappy at being interrupted, but when he saw Boban, his most trusted subordinate, his expression softened a lot. "My dear captain of the guard. And Kesav, I remember you young man. How is your poor mount?"

"It was too injured. I couldn't bear to see my old friend tortured, so I gave it a happy life. I buried it outside Rosalind Port. It died in the battle here, and its soul should linger on this land. , I bought a new mount, and the new little guy is quite to my liking. Lord." Kesav quickly stepped back and said salute.

"That's good, I see your loyalty and bravery. No one will dare to question your contribution to the Rosalin family," the old lord said with a gentle smile on his face: "You guys come Just in time. The wizard told me that Miss Delphine is recovering well today and can come out of the room to get some air."

Delphine looked at the two people with a somewhat puzzled expression on his face, as if he was curious and had a hint of a girl's subconscious self-protection. This weak performance could not help but make everyone who saw it feel shocked. Heartbeat - of course, except for the tall, thin, and indifferent middle-aged man who seemed to have no interest in anything in the outside world.

Subconsciously, she immediately felt that this person was very threatening, but she naturally showed a shy and polite smile to the two of them, as if she was really a young girl who didn't care about the world.

If Brando saw this scene here, he might be so surprised that he couldn't open his jaw - does he know that hysterical mad woman who is bent on revenge for his old lover? Or was it the prime minister's daughter who calmly and calmly helped him deal with the Silver Queen later?

If he happened to witness this scene, his subconscious mind would immediately tell him that he should keep a distance from this woman.

It's a pity that he is not here, but among the three people present, except for Boban, the other two men fell under this confusing disguise without exception. Kesav hurriedly returned the salute. He swore that he had never performed such a nervous and formal knighthood in his life.

The old lord nodded and looked at Boban aside - this middle-aged man actually had no hostility towards Delphine, but he just didn't care. He knew very well what his most trusted subordinate was thinking, so he asked: "So my guard captain, what happened?"

…

While Kesav was retelling the situation they encountered on the Qiusangze River early that morning, Brando was looking at the lobby of the Storm Shadow Hotel - a four-story wood and stone hotel built on the dockside. There is an open area in the square covered with white stone slabs where troops can place their troops. Behind the hotel is Rosalin's harbor, facing the sea on one side.

This is a good place for rounding up, and I have to say that the other party is quite good at choosing places, and he is quite a smart character.

Unfortunately, none of this makes sense.

Although according to Naxin, it is the time when business activities in Rosalin are relatively light, the hotel is still overcrowded. This is probably due to the influx of refugees outside Rosalin. Not all of these refugees are impoverished, and there are many Most of them are mill and manor owners outside the city of Rosalin. Except for those who have property in the city, naturally others cannot live in shacks like real refugees.

Brando turned around and reminded Huanghuo, asking her to follow him carefully. It is most likely to cause trouble in hotels and bars where there are well-informed places where dragons and snakes are mixed. Although Huanghuo is only ten years old this year, she is already a beautiful woman. Maybe someone without eyes would use their hands and feet to cause trouble.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't worry about Phoenix Fire. After all, he knows that this little girl is already a swordsman in the realm of heaven and human, but he just doesn't want to demolish the hotel because of this kind of thing.

Fortunately, it seemed that this was not the first time Huang Huo had been in such a place, and she behaved quite well, following him step by step. It seemed that she and Mr. Liu had gained a lot from their experience together.

However, the appearance of the two people still caused a commotion. Brando will not say it. His appearance is an anomaly here. In the Swift Plains, perhaps the Cruz people and the wind elves of Saint Osol are not uncommon, because the dim light There are always channels and trade routes on the sea.

But near Rosalin, even the undead souls of Madala have oriental faces, and those who have seen the Warnd people are really like phoenixes.

Not to mention that Huanghuo, as the apple of the eye of the Lord of the Nine Phoenixes, inherited the best genes of the Yufeng lineage. Not to mention her picturesque features, her snow-white skin and dazzling black hair were incompatible with ordinary adventurers.

Although she had followed Brando's advice and put on traveler's clothes low-key enough, she still stood out among this group of dirty sailors, mercenaries and adventurers like a light in the dark.

Feeling the strange gazes around her, Huang Huo also seemed a little nervous. She couldn't help but speed up her pace and whispered: "Brother..."

This is the identity they agreed on. After all, even Mr. Liu would not dare to let Brando condescend to pretend to be Phoenix Fire's guard - although this may not be inappropriate in Brando's own eyes.

Judging from the ages of the two, it seems that only the identity of brother and sister is less suspicious. Moreover, Brando's pampered aristocratic temperament (actually the spiritual temperament of modern people) makes it impossible for him to play the role of a cute adventurer. The job of being the bodyguard of a lolita seems to be extremely promising.

Brando turned around and patted her on the shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to care.

Then he raised his head and glanced coldly around the hall of Storm Shadow. An invisible aura suddenly burst out from him, and the looming silver law lines spread out like flickering fish scales in the middle of the space. The drunkards who had just stood up from their seats and were about to stagger in this direction fell back into their seats as if they had fallen into an ice cave, as if being showered from head to toe by a basin of ice water.

In an instant, the originally noisy hotel lobby fell silent.

…(To be continued)