Of course, what made Adney angry was not that the young man would do anything to them, but that the chaos here would definitely attract the city lord's guards, and none of them would be able to escape. Although they were not spies or saboteurs, it was useless against the guards. It would be a lot of trouble anyway, and they might have to spend a lot of money.
At the thought of spending money, Adney found the young man rather repulsive. Did he have any brains to make trouble in this place? Well, in a moment he would know how terrible the wretched old fox lord of this place was.
Although the young man was a little strong, he was probably no match for that old fox.
When Adney thought about the old fox's right-hand man that they had met, she could not help but feel a little scared. Of course, such thoughts could not be expressed.
She forced an awkward smile on her face, and laughed foolishly at Huang Huo who was not far away.
"A noble of the Nine Phoenix," she thought to herself, "a lazy guy who can't tell the difference between food and water."
But from the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the guards patrolling outside the inn walking towards them. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her voice and said to her companions, "Let's go. Let's sneak out before that guy notices us."
"Captain," the elf from before grabbed her arm, "wait."
"Oh my god, Na Quill, let go, are you crazy?" Adney almost fainted because of her companion. Na Quill was the elven archer in the team, and before he joined Ra's Feathers, he was a desert ranger in the Rosa region. She had always thought that he was a calm and rational person, and compared to the muscleheads in the team, he was the synonym for reliability and peace of mind. She even almost liked him a little.
But now, she felt that she had to retract her evaluation of this idiot. What was this guy thinking?
"Captain, that young man …" Na Quill whispered.
"I know, he's causing trouble." Adney impatiently interrupted this damned blockhead, "But we don't want to get involved in this trouble, do you understand, Na Quill?"
She had already seen the owner of the inn calling for the attendants. They had been here for more than a month, and Adney was very clear that the person behind the inn was actually that unpleasant old man.
He was the lord of the city of Rosaleen.
This was not good. He had to get away quickly.
Quill shook his head. His vice leader was good at everything, but he was too impatient and too utilitarian. However, if it wasn't for this, the leader wouldn't have arranged for him to join the team.
He was the Eagle Eye of the Rosa Desert and would not leave the Holy Land easily. If not for the Millennium Prophecy, he would not have come all the way here.
Rosaleen was indeed more prosperous than the Great Desert, but beneath the prosperity was decadence. It was not as vibrant and clean as the oasis in the desert.
To be honest, as a Golden Elf, he did not really like human society.
However, he still grabbed his vice-commander's hand and winked at the other Desert Knights who were disguised as adventurers, signaling them to quickly stop their vice-commander who was somewhat out of sorts.
"Captain, look at his sword."
Unfortunately, those muscleheads were as stubborn as ever and did not react at all. In fact, they were still watching the show and marveling at the young man's strength. Naquel couldn't help but sigh. He had no choice but to speak.
"What sword?" Adney subconsciously glanced in that direction.
Brando held Oderfeiss in his hand. The tip of the longsword, which was flowing with golden flame patterns, was pointed at Incirsta's chin. It could be said that it was stuck to the tip of his pale chin.
As long as he gently pushed the sword forward with his hand, this future star of Madara would be removed from this world.
To be honest, he did have a deep grudge with this genius general of the undead who was destined to be famous in the future. However, for some reason, after teaching him a lesson in a situation where he could not fight back, he suddenly felt a little dispirited.
The wooden floor of the inn had become a deep pit. The wooden planks were broken and sunken downwards. Incirsta crawled up from the center of the pit. The frivolous look on his face finally faded. His eyes flashed with the Flame of the Soul, and he quietly looked at Brando.
"… I didn't expect the Lord to hate us so much. I heard that you were in Bucce at the time?" The young man sighed. "It's karma for me to meet you here. I admit that I'm unlucky and have no complaints. Count, please do as you please. I only have one request, and that is to give me the dignity I deserve."
"You don't deserve anything, but you don't have to be responsible for the hatred between the undead and the humans." Brando put down his sword and walked forward. He grabbed Incirsta by the collar and lifted him up from the ground. The future genius general of Madara seemed to have improved his strength by leaps and bounds these days. He had faintly shown signs of Elemental Activation, but he was still unable to move in Brando's hands.
"Tell me, why are you in this place? Has the second invasion of Madara begun? Is Tarkus also around here? "
"It seems that when you left Erouine, my Lord, the second war hadn't broken out yet?" Incirsta stared at him with some surprise and replied with difficulty, "Oh, yes, at that time, my Lord was on a diplomatic mission to the Cruz Empire. So, you had already expected that we would invade Erouine?"
He couldn't help but look at Brando with eyes full of curiosity.
"I've always thought that your Excellency just had some courage and good luck. Now it seems that it was a mistake not to report the battle of Tónigel to His Majesty in detail … So, it seems that the biggest threat to the Empire in Erouine may not be the ambitious eldest son of the Emperor, but your Excellency."
Brando was full of dissatisfaction with this guy's nonsense. He raised his hand and threw him out. The latter groaned and fell heavily into the corner of the wall. Then he got up with a bitter smile, wiped his nose and looked at Brendel.
"So, your Excellency doesn't even intend to leave me with my last bit of dignity?"
"Dignity is earned by oneself, not given by others," Brando said. "You are a genius of the Land of Sorrow. Then tell me, why are you here?"
"Of course, it's to work for His Majesty."
Incirsta twisted his neck with great effort and answered without hiding anything.
"You are the contact with the Phantom Chariot?" Brando suddenly reacted and asked.
Incirsta looked at him with some surprise. "You guessed it?" His eyes then fell on Phoenix Huo not far away, and showed a hint of understanding.
"It seems that in order to destroy His Majesty's plan, Your Excellency did not hesitate to come to Jiufeng. I have always suspected that your actions in Tónigel were against us. Unfortunately, Tarkus did not agree with me and thought that it was just my wishful thinking."
He smiled bitterly. "I didn't expect this absurd premonition to come true."
Brando was stunned. He did not expect that the future star of Madara had been paying attention to him. For a moment, he did not know whether to be glad or happy.
However, he did not come to Jiufeng to target Madara. If he did not come to this place by accident, he would not have known that Madara had so many dirty tricks in Jiufeng.
However, he did not expose him. He only asked, "Why didn't you participate in the Second War of the Black Roses?"
"What is the Second War of the Black Roses?" Incirsta's handsome face was slightly stunned, and then he reacted. He asked in confusion, "Why should I participate in the Second War of the Black Roses?"
"I thought that the person with the mercury staff should have absolute trust in you. You should have had the opportunity to become the commander of this war. So, who is the current commander?"
The depths of Incirsta's pupils contracted slightly. The relationship between his family and Tarkus' family and the Supreme Being was an absolute secret in the Hall of Winter. He didn't know how the other party knew about this, but this was definitely the first time that the other party's words had caused his mind to waver.
"The current commander should be Ladios."
"Apocalypse? That Red Knight? "
"You even know this?" Incirsta was really shocked this time. "How much do you know about us?"
Brando ignored him. He was thinking about where the problem was. In theory, Incirsta should be in Erouine at this time. The Second War of the Black Roses was the era when he began to shine, but he appeared in Jiufeng at this time. On the contrary, it was Ladios who replaced him as the frontline commander.
His thoughts continued to wander, and he could not help but think of Ladios. The other party was one of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse, the Red Knight. His commanding style was not as agile as Incirsta's, and his achievements in history were not as high as the latter's. With him taking Incirsta's place to command the invasion of Erouine, the burden on the princess and Freya should be lighter than in history. Coupled with the power he had developed in Valhalla, Erouine should have a great chance this time.
Even if the second war ended in a draw, or the kingdom suffered a little loss, as long as they could drag it out until the third war, then at least he could be sure that Erouine would have the strength to fight.
Thinking of this, Brando felt that it might not be a bad thing for him to meet Incirsta here, and he calmed down a lot. He came back to his senses and looked at Incirsta.
"What about Tarkus? He's already your second-in-command, right?"
"You …"
Incirsta was about to say something, but it was at this time that a cry of surprise came from the other side of the hall, interrupting the conversation between the two.
The voice seemed to be in disbelief, as if it had blurted out.
"Quill, quick, give me a slap! Oh God, is that really the Sword of the Sun God? "
… …
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