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“I know, he is in trouble.” Adeni interrupted the damn wooden head with impatience. “But we don’t want to get involved in this trouble, you understand, that Quill.”

She has seen the owner of the hotel greet the waiter, who stayed here for more than a month. Adeni is very clear that behind the scenes of this hotel is actually the unpleasant old guy.

It is the Sir City Lord of Rosalin.

This is not so good, you have to get out quickly.

Naquille shook his head, one’s own vice commander, everything is good, the temper is too urgent, and the utilitarian is too strong, but otherwise, Commander will not arrange him to join the team.

He is the eye of the roaring eagle in the Rosa Desert, and will not easily leave the hallowed ground, or for the millennium oracles. How can I come to this place?

Rosalin is more prosperous than the Great Desert, but it is decadent under the bustling, far less vibrant and clean than the oasis in the desert.

To be honest, as a gold elf, he does not really like the human society.

However, he still glared at his help commander’s hand, and looked at the other desert Knights dressed as adventurers, indicating that they would quickly stop them in the state of the advisor commander.

“Captain, look at his sword.”

Unfortunately, those muscle brains are as stubborn as ever. They didn’t react at all, in fact they were still watching the excitement. Marvel at the power of that youngster. Naguire couldn’t help but sighed and had to start talking.

“What sword?” Adeni subconsciously glanced over there.

Brando holds Ordefeiss in his hand, and the long sword sword tip, which is glaring at the golden flame, is pointing at the chin of Insidolon, which can be said to stick to his pale chin tip.

The hand of his sword will be sent forward gently, and the Madara’s Future Star will be removed from this world.

Seriously, he and the genius general of the undead, which is destined to be famous in the future, are indeed hateful. But I don’t know why, after the other party did not fight back the situation, make a move to teach the other side, he suddenly had some intentions.

The wooden floor of the hotel has turned into a deep pit, the wooden board breaks down and the Insidolon climbs up from the center of the pit. The face finally faded with some frivolous expression, and Soul Fire flashed in his eyes, quietly confronting Bran.

“…I didn’t expect Lord Thane to hate us so deeply. I heard that you were in Bucce?” Youngster sighed: “It is Karmic Retribution when I meet you here. I think bad luck, no. Complaint, Lord Count, you just do it, the only request I have is to give the decent deserved in the next one.”

“You don’t have anything deserved, but undead and human hatred don’t need you to take responsibility.” Brando put down his sword and stepped forward, grabbing Insidolon’s collar and picking him up from the ground. The future genius of Madara seems to be the strength of Element Unsealed in these days, but it is still in the hands of Brando.

“Tell me, how come you are in this place? Madara’s second invasion started? Is Targus also nearby?”

“Looks like Lord Thane, when you left Aouine’s, the second war has not yet erupted?” Insidolon stared at him with amazement and replied: “Oh, yes, then the adults are making Kirrlutz Empire, so that’s you. Have you expected that we will invade Aouine?”

He couldn’t help but see Brando’s eyes full of curiosity.

“I always thought that you were just a little bit more eager, luck is better. Now it seems that it was a mistake to not carefully report the Trentheim battle to your Majesty at that time… It seems that Aouine’s biggest threat to the empire may not be that. The ambition of the emperor eldest son, but the lord is right.”

Brando is full of dissatisfaction with this guy’s nonsense, and the raised hand throws it out. The latter groaned, heavily fell in the corner, then just smiled and climbed up, wiped his nose and looked at him:

“So it seems that you don’t even want to leave me for the last decent?”

“Decent is what you earn, not what others give,” Brando started talking. “You are the genius of the land of grief, then tell you why you are in this place?”

“Of course, it is for your Majesty.”

Insidolon twitched his neck with difficulty, and replied without concealing.

“Are you a contact with a ghost car?” Brando suddenly responded and asked.

Insidolon looked at him with amazement. “You guessed it?” His eyes then fell on Feng Huo not far away, which revealed a glimmer of color.

“It seems that Lord Thane has not hesitated to go to Nine Phoenixes in order to destroy his plan. I have always suspected that what you did in Trentheim is aimed at us. Unfortunately, Targus does not agree with me. I think this is just my wishful thinking.”

He smiled a bit: “I didn’t expect this ridiculous premonition to come true.”

Brando groaned, but I didn’t expect this Madara’s future star to always pay attention to himself. He didn’t know whether it was good or not to be happy for a moment.