After completely siding with the Nine-Phoenix royal family, Rosaleen no longer held back. He immediately ordered his subordinates to return to the castle to retrieve the distribution map of Rosaleen's establishment. To be on the safe side, he also ordered Kasaff, the captain of the Knight team that Brando had met earlier at the Qiusangze River. He was one of the last Knights to arrive. At that moment, he was overjoyed that he had avoided a disaster. He was no longer as arrogant as before towards Brando and Phoenix Fire. He was careful and respectful to lead his subordinates to follow them and guard against Ghost Chariot's interference.
However, he also understood that the probability of Ghost Chariot going to such great lengths to intercept such a distribution map was close to zero. He was only doing this to show that he was willing to cooperate with them.
Brando was quite satisfied with his attitude. This Rosaleen lord did not seem to be very capable, but at least he was sensible enough. That was enough.
In times like these, he always preferred sensible people.
Kasaff and his subordinates quickly left, leaving only the others to accompany Brando and Incirsta in the cold wind. After September, even the sea breeze at Rosaleen Harbor was somewhat dry. The biting cold wind from the sea made one's face hurt, but without Brando's approval, most of the people present did not dare to express their dissatisfaction.
As the lord of Rosaleen, the plump city lord naturally lived like a prince. Even if the weather was a little bad, he would not be willing to go out, let alone this unpleasant autumn wind. But at this moment, his expression seemed to be one of joy. To be able to chat with Brendel, or rather, to be able to answer Brendel's questions, was enough to make him feel extremely honored.
Speaking of which, not to mention Rosaleen, even in the Swift Plains, how many people could converse with the celestial beings above the clouds at any time?
Because of Lord Rosaleen's attitude, Brando quickly understood the situation here. With Deputy Marshal Brando's occasional confirmation, he roughly grasped the cooperation between Ghost Chariot and the people here.
Just as he had expected, the Ghost Chariot was the most powerful force in the Swift Plains, but their cooperation with Lord Rosaleen was not as straightforward as he had imagined. Normally, as the more powerful party, the Ghost Chariot would rarely exchange any meaningful opinions with Rosaleen. Most of the time, it was a one-sided order.
This was because the Rosaleen family needed their protection. Since they needed help and were far weaker than the other party, there was no need to talk about cooperation. This was a very normal thing.
Since this was the case, the cooperation between both parties was not as sincere as imagined. Otherwise, Lord Rosaleen would not have been immediately moved by Phoenix Fire's suggestion. Brando also noticed that Lord Rosaleen was always evasive when it came to this, so he could not help but suspect that there was more to the cooperation between both parties. However, this had nothing to do with him, so he let Lord Rosaleen be.
He did not pursue the matter, nor did he confirm it with Marshal Brando. His magnanimity surprised Lord Rosaleen, and he became even more determined to stand on the side of the Nine-Phoenix royal family.
Other than that, the locals did not know much about their cooperation. The only thing Brando knew about Ghost Chariot was that Fang Qi, whom Phoenix Fire and Mister Liu called the one-in-a-thousand-years genius of the Ghost Chariot clan, might be staying near Rosaleen at this moment.
However, Lord Rosaleen did not dare to confirm this piece of information.
However, Huang Huo had told him that Fang Qi was one of the core members of the Ghost Chariot, so he might have two elders accompanying him at all times. Lu Yin asked about the strength of these Ghost Chariot Elders and learned that they were about the same level as Mr. Boban, which meant that they were half a Limiteer. Of course, their battle experience was far inferior to the veterans of the November War.
Brando was known as the White Wolf of the Far Region. Sixty years ago, his swordsmanship had reached perfection, and he was the strongest existence among the twelve deputy marshals.
Even if the other party still had strength on the surface, according to Brendel's attitude of being lenient to the enemy, he should have no problem dealing with the Ghost Chariot with the help of the Great Elder, or even a genuine supreme class expert.
Almost a quarter of an hour had passed during the conversation, but the Knights still needed some time to reach the castle. During Brando's conversation with Lord Rosaleen, he noticed more than once that the young man named Sebas, the adopted son of Na Xin, wanted to come to his side a few times. However, he seemed to be hesitant and did not dare to come over in the end.
However, his actions attracted Brando's attention. He thought of something and took out the diary. Previously, because his attention was diverted by Lord Rosaleen's Knights, he put the diary in his pocket and did not have time to read it.
Now that he had recalled this matter, he was a little curious. He thought to himself that he was not familiar with this place, so who would pass the message to him? Now, it seemed that it was impossible for Mister Liu to do so. "Could it be this fellow's secret enemy?" Brando could not help but look at Lord Rosaleen in front of him. Although the latter saw Brando take out the diary, he did not notice it. In fact, he did not know that it was a diary.
He flipped open the diary and thought that if this was a message from the lord's secret enemy, then he would just pretend that he didn't see it. In any case, this person was now considered an ally, and his attitude was quite good.
Regardless of whether it was for Marshal Blanche or Phoenix Fire, he had no reason to go back on his words.
Brando first apologized to this potential friend in his heart, then he flipped to page 177 according to Sebas' instructions. Counting the pages might take some time for an ordinary person, but for a person with high Perceptive Perception like him, it only took a moment.
When he saw the words written in crooked handwriting on the page, his gaze suddenly froze. At first glance, he could tell that the words were written by a non-dominant hand. Although the person tried to cover it up, he could still tell that it was written by a woman. The other party had made a lot of details in the words. To an ordinary person, it was almost flawless, but he was not an ordinary person.
Tulman was a scholar who specialized in ancient languages. When Brando first met him, he naturally asked for the knowledge and experience of similar scholars. Tulman's attainment in the language could be said to be better than Erouine and many of the half-baked staff who worked in the reference room and the royal library.
The text message on the page read:
"The real purpose of the Ghost Chariot in Rosaleen was to covet the stone notebook found by the seventeenth generation of the Rosaleen family, because this notebook recorded a long-rumored secret — the Mystery of the Emerald.
The people of Nine Phoenix believe that the Mystery of the Emerald Dragon contains information about the whereabouts of the Heart of the Emerald Dragon, which is also known as the Heart of the Emerald. After my investigation, I found that it is actually the Pearl of Nature. Mr. Brando, if you are still concerned about this news, please come to Rosaleen Castle to find me. "
Brando tore the page with a snap, then crumpled it into a ball and put it in his pouch.
Whether it was the Mystery of the Emerald or the Heart of the Emerald Dragon, he did not care about them. There were so many treasures in this world, and he could not have them all. Moreover, after seeing the treasures of the Tyrmosian people outside the elemental barrier, it could be said that his vision had improved a lot, and his interest in these treasures of the lower realm had faded a lot.
However, the last few words on the note deeply touched him.
The Seven Divine Swords.
The Pearl of Nature.
Naturally, that was something he was determined to get.
But now he was more concerned about whether this thing was real or not. Who was the person who sent him this diary? How did they know that he needed this thing now? And it seemed like the other party knew him, otherwise he would not have been able to call out his name.
He had just entered the city today, and even if the other party was the archenemy of Lord Rosaleen, it was impossible for them to investigate him so thoroughly.
He raised his head and looked at Sebas, who was not far away. The latter's hair stood on end under his gaze, and it felt like he was being stared at by a hunting beast. Brando raised the diary, which had a feminine aura, and waved it in front of the other party.
"Who asked you to deliver it?"
The youth was stunned, then shook his head vigorously. "Sir, I can't say."
"But didn't you say that as long as I read this diary, I can tell you?"
"This …" Sebas glanced at Lord Rosaleen, who was not far away. He thought to himself, "That was then, this is now. If I were to mention Miss Delphine's name in front of Lord Rosaleen, wouldn't I be betraying her?"
Brando saw through his gaze, so he turned to Lord Rosaleen and asked, "Do you know him?"
Lord Rosaleen looked at Sebas in confusion. Fortunately, he was not a truly important person. Even though there were many servants in Rosaleen Castle, it was not to the extent that he did not recognize his own blacksmith's apprentice.
"I think I know him." Lord Rosaleen raised his head and said angrily, "Who are you, and why are you here? How dare you not answer Sir's question? " He then explained to Brando with a bashful face, "Sir, he is still a child and is not very sensible. Please don't be angry, I will immediately explain to him what is going on."
Brando shook his head. "There is no need for that. This is a clever lad, and he is a good person."
Sebas was still a little uneasy at first. After all, he did not know the consequences of going against the will of an important person. His uncle, Xin Zheng, who was behind him, kept winking at him, but for Miss Delfien, he was ready to go all out.
… …
(PS: As usual, the progress did not follow my expectations. Clack clack clack, the world is indeed peaceful, and everything is normal. (silently vomiting blood))
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