Act 50 The Long Road, Episodes From the Past IV

This is also the information Brando knows: "Where are the others, will they cause trouble for us? I can't trust the mercenaries outside."

"Sir, you can rest assured that there are very few people going north to the forest. Most of the mercenaries passing by are actually going to Lantoniland."

Brando nodded, at least so far this guy hasn't lied. He narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Where are the merchants? Shouldn't there be fur traders going into the forest to collect goods from hunters during this season? Don't they? Will mercenaries enter?"

"Your Excellency, you know it in detail," the innkeeper said with a few beads of sweat on his bald head. "But there are only a few people at this time of year, so it's not a big concern. Besides, most of them are businessmen who abide by their duties."

A businessman who does his job. If there are still businessmen who abide by their duties, Brando probably only has Miss Roman next to him. Most of the people walking in Eruin are armed merchants, and these merchants have more or less dirty hands.

However, he didn't mention it and just replied: "I know, but I don't want to listen to your estimate. You just need to tell me which caravans have entered the forest recently and how I can avoid them."

He paused for a moment: "Also, bring me a record of the merchant ships that have recently entered and left the port. I know that there will be these relevant records in your hotel."

"Understood," the hotel owner wiped the oil on his bald head and replied sweating profusely: "I understand, sir. I will get it for you right away."

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Brando has obviously succeeded in convincing the 'baldhead' that they are a group of generous aristocratic children who come out to hunt rare prey - 'white stags'. With this understanding, they naturally have big crystal eyes when doing things. Gives people a doll feel. She was wearing a very gorgeous long dress, but it was a bit old, but she didn't look like a child from a commoner family. Especially the jewelry on the round-toed shoes, Brando could tell at a glance that they were genuine.

She stood there, just like one of those little fairies in fairy tales, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The little girl wrung her hands and asked politely: "Can you let me sit here for a while?"

She pointed to the empty seat next to Haruze.

Laurenna couldn't help but be overflowing with love when she saw this little girl, but unfortunately the owner here was still Brando, so she could only worry there. Fortunately, Freya seemed to feel her thoughts, and she asked in a soft tone: "Are you lost, little sister? Do you want something to eat?" Sister-in-law Amber Sword

"No need,

Thank you," the little girl replied generously: "I'm waiting for someone here, but I'm a little scared to be alone. Can I sit with you? "

Freya turned her attention to Brando.

Brando looked at the little prince in front of him with amusement. It turned out that he saw Haruze at a glance and was stunned from the moment the little girl appeared. He just barely had his eyes popping out.

"Haruze, this little lady wants to sit next to you, do you agree?" When Brando said this, he had already carefully inspected the little girl, and had already noticed that there was no aura of power on her body, but she was just a person. Just ordinary people.

The little prince didn't seem to hear it. He didn't react until Brando called him twice. He said "Ah" and his face turned red. "Of course...of course."

"Thank you." The little girl bowed to everyone childishly. As soon as Brando saw this courtesy, he understood that the other party was a noble, and not an ordinary noble. He glanced at Nymesis. The female knight seemed to be sizing up the little girl, but like him, she didn't say anything.

(To be continued)