After much effort, Lord Rosaleen slowly regained consciousness. The first thing he did when he woke up was to get the Knight to support him as he walked towards Brando with a complicated expression. His fat body trembled as he prostrated himself respectfully, intending to kiss Brando's boots to ask for forgiveness. He could not care less about the Rosaleen family's dignity and his dignity at this moment.
Of course, the Lord thought that this was nothing in front of the young man in front of him. He was not the most outstanding of the Rosaleen family masters, but at least he was not stupid. Even though he had been frightened previously, he understood everything at this moment.
Regardless of whether it was his guard captain or the young man in front of him, according to the saying of the Nine Phoenix region, they were legendary existences above the clouds. To these people, as long as the Rosaleen family did not want to be removed from the Swift Plains, they could not afford to offend them.
He was full of regret. He had agreed to work with the Ghost Chariot, thinking that they would protect him. He had thought so too. In a place like the Swift Plains, where the emperor was far away, even the Nine Phoenix royal family could not do anything to him. After all, the Extreme Swordmasters of the Jade Phoenix bloodline would not easily leave the country. Those people still had to guard against the Ghost Chariot's swordmasters from ambushing them outside the country's borders.
Gaining the favor of the Ghost Chariot on this piece of land was a great thing for the Rosaleen family.
However, he did not expect that without foresight, there would be immediate trouble. The Nine Phoenix royal family had not made any moves, but he had kicked an iron plate in his own territory. Looking at the two people in front of him, the Lord of Rosaleen had mixed feelings. Although one of them was his guard captain, or rather, the former guard captain, his mind was not muddled. His heart was as clear as a mirror, and he knew that a person like Boban would definitely not be willing to stay in a small place like Rosaleen. Before his identity was exposed, he might have been able to conceal his identity and act as the guard captain of his family, but after he revealed his true strength, a place like Rosaleen would no longer be able to keep him.
Even if he really did stay here, it would be meaningless. Instead, he would bring unnecessary trouble to his family. Not to mention his family that had long since lost its glory, even the famous families on the Swift Plains might not be able to provide him with a stage to perform.
That was not a game that the Rosalins could participate in.
His mind was clear, and he did not harbor such delusions. Although he had been suspicious of why the other party would hide in the Rosaleen family, perhaps for the secret of his family, or for some other reason, it was no longer important at this moment.
The most important thing was that as a smart person, he had to understand his current situation at all times. This was what the previous head of Rosaleen's family, who was also his father, had taught him. Even though he was already over fifty years old, he still remembered this lesson with trepidation.
He remembered that his father was the most outstanding patriarch of the Rosaleen family in the past few generations. He was far from his father's level, but at least his father had one good point, which was that he knew his place.
At this moment, he could no longer care about Ghost Chariot's favor. If he did not do so, there would be no future for him.
This Rosaleen leader did not understand Brando, and neither did Blanche.
He watched as the leader that he had brought up trembled as he knelt down and lowered his head to kiss the dust on Brando's boots. His expression did not change. He was not a cold-blooded person, but he was once the ruler of a country, and he no longer had such naive thoughts.
He understood that if the other party wanted to survive in a chaotic place like Swift Plains, this was the attitude that the weaker party had to take. This had nothing to do with dignity, because when one lacked the necessary strength, it was actually superfluous and might even be harmful.
Just like what the Rosaleen leader had thought, since he had already revealed the power of an ultimate grade grand swordmaster, he could no longer stay in this place. He had to leave eventually and could no longer protect this broken family left behind by the previous leader. After he left, the other party would have to rely on his own power to survive in Swift Plains.
The Nine-Phoenix might not be a world where the strong were respected, but in Swift Plains, this kind of thinking was very popular. Blanche had been immersed in this culture for decades, so he was more or less influenced by this kind of thinking.
However, Brando did not necessarily agree, especially when he saw this fat fellow like a ball crawling down in front of him and kissing his boots. Whether it was mentally or physically, he could not take it. With a lift of his hand, three silver lines appeared out of thin air and held the leader up.
"No need, I am not that petty." Brando looked at the other party and replied.
The leader of Rosaleen raised his head to look at him in shock, and at the same time, he looked at Blanche who was beside him. Blanche nodded at him and replied, "Just listen to Mr Brando. He is the descendant of an old friend of mine, so he will not make things difficult for you."
The leader of Rosaleen's expression changed before he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at Brando, then at his guard captain, and his heart was filled with regret. When he thought about how he had led a group of 'ants' to provoke the other party, he could not help but feel his molars ache. At the same time, he cursed his bad luck in his heart.
However, who would have thought that a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties would have such power?
The so-called one-in-a-thousand-years genius of the Ghost Chariot lineage, Fang Qi, had been praised by the Ghost Chariot as if he was the best in the world. Before he had seen a higher level of power, he had indeed been fooled for a period of time, and was amazed by the young man's power.
However, he could not help but curse in his heart, What one-in-a-thousand-years genius? He has really lived his life like a dog … He had already pushed the responsibility of his misjudgment of Brando's power to the most outstanding genius of the Ghost Chariot lineage in the past thousand years.
Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Phantom Chariot's talent aside, Brendel's strength was obtained through cheating, and there probably wouldn't be a second person in the world who could match him.
However, he was not the only one who had such thoughts. He was also amazed by Brando's power. However, he was not amazed by Brando's absolute power. He was not as ignorant as the former. He knew that there were some ancient inheritances in Wohnde that could rapidly increase a person's power. These inheritances were hard to come by for ordinary people, but they were not as rare as one would imagine for a descendant of a marshal of the empire's allied forces.
At least he knew that Sir Darius and Her Majesty should have obtained some inheritances related to the Dark Dragon during the last battle.
However, what really amazed him was the state of Brando's swordsmanship. This was something that could only be achieved through the accumulation of time and extraordinary talent. During their battle, he could easily feel that this descendant of the marshal had reached the final step in his swordsmanship. He was only one step away from the highest state of a warrior.
There were such swordmasters in Wohnde and even in Cruz. At least, as far as he knew, there were a few within the empire. However, there was no one like Brando who was only twenty years old or even fifty years old.
Regarding a freak like Brando, Brando could only sigh in his heart. No wonder he had the monstrous bloodline of the Darius family. He was exactly the same as his grandfather.
Brando glanced at Lord Rosaleen, who was standing there respectfully. He knew that he had 'convinced' Lord Rosaleen. Of course, he also knew that Deputy Marshal Brando had contributed to this. Even though he wasn't sure what Lord Rosaleen's attitude was, at least for now, he should be considered friendly.
He turned back to look at Huang Huo. The little girl was also staring at him with a hint of anticipation in her dark eyes. Brando knew what the princess of the Nine Phoenix Royal Family wanted him to ask, so he nodded.
He turned back again and said to Lord Rosaleen, "Even though I know that there is only a misunderstanding between us, Lord Rosaleen, I also know that this misunderstanding didn't happen by chance, right?"
Lord Rosaleen's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Brendel wasn't stupid. Even though he had expected this question, he still couldn't help but be stuck at this moment.
He knew that no matter how he answered, he would definitely offend either party. He hoped that Brando wouldn't ask this question, but he also knew that just like how he knew about Brendel's existence, this young man definitely knew about their existence too.
To be honest, he was more unwilling to offend Ghost Chariot because the Rosaleen family had to establish themselves in the Swift Plains. Even if this young man agreed to protect him, he couldn't possibly stay here all the time. However, Ghost Chariot's lineage had been rooted here for many years, and its sphere of influence had long been deeply rooted. Anyone who wanted to make a living on this land would never choose to offend Ghost Chariot.
More realistically, if he dared to say no, he felt that the Rosaleen family would disappear even further.
That young man seemed to be easy to talk to, but who knew if his sword was just as easy to talk to? He might still have the compassion and benevolence of a young man, but that didn't mean that he was a fool.
"I …"
He said dryly, then he saw something in the eyes of his former guard captain and stammered, "Yes … Yes …"
"In other words, you and your Knight are looking for trouble with me not because I caused trouble in your inn this afternoon, but because of another reason, right?"
"This …"
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