Ling and Lotus naturally noticed the change in Brando, but the two sisters had been with Brando for a long time and were already used to his aura, so they didn't feel too uncomfortable. However, they were also surprised. They faintly felt that ever since they returned from the Stagnation Realm, Brando's aura was getting stronger by the day. Sometimes, when he inadvertently revealed it, it was as if the whole world would change color.
His aura was like a true king patrolling his kingdom. It was as if he was a god on earth, so out of place with the mortals around him.
At this moment, the light in the inn dimmed, and a group of people walked in from outside. Haenf subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw the people walking in from outside, his face couldn't help but change color.
"Haenf, you coward, you're actually hiding here!" There were a total of five people coming in from outside. Other than the four wizards in long robes, there was also an arrogant young man. The latter was also dressed in noble clothing, and his every move showed his nobility. When the young man saw this direction, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he said sarcastically, "Do you really think I'll find trouble with you? You think too highly of yourself. Even if it's your younger brother, I wouldn't care, let alone a piece of trash like you. But you're lucky that you hid fast enough. Otherwise, I would have beaten you up. "
He still wanted to say something, but as if he was afraid of the wizards behind him, he shook his head in disdain and walked into the inn.
Brando came back to his senses and looked in that direction, but he just happened to see the young man looking at him provocatively. He had already experienced the frivolity of these young nobles, so he didn't take it to heart. He only turned around and asked Haenf, "These people are?"
"That's Rowant, the son of the Count of Redbud. His father is a retainer of the Grand Duke of Grinoires, and he himself is a famous genius in Grinoires. It is said that he has the potential to become a genius of the new generation of Erouine after the Valkyrie, the Sword of the White Lion, Bretton, and Loca. But he is indeed very strong, even my younger brother can't compare to him." Haenf answered truthfully.
At the end of his sentence, he could not help but look at Brendel with lingering fear. The scene from before was deeply engraved in his memory. He really could not imagine how strong this young man in front of him was, to be able to make him feel that way with just a change in his emotions.
Maybe this is a master who has stepped into the Gold Realm. Such a young Gold Realm, Haenf was secretly shocked. He knew that the so-called three geniuses of Erouine — the Valkyrie Freya, the Sword of the White Lion, Bretton, and the young vice-commander Loca — had only just touched the Elemental Realm.
In other words, this young man in front of him might have the talent that was not inferior to the most outstanding geniuses of Erouine. Realizing this, Haenf couldn't help but subconsciously put Brando on the same level as himself, or even higher.
"Rowant?" Brando frowned, thinking that he had never heard of this name before he left Erouine. However, he had left Erouine for a long time, more than half a year. During this time, many things had happened in and out of Erouine, and some things were indeed very different from before he left.
He thought for a moment and asked: "Speaking of the geniuses of Grinoires, have you heard of a person called Finis?"
"Mister Finis," Haenf said with deep respect: "Are you talking about the young man who shone in the swordsmanship tournament in Count Randner? I heard that he had received guidance from the Count. Mister Finis' swordsmanship is now second to none among the young geniuses of Erouine, and Rowant is far from being his match. However, I heard that Mister Finis went to Saint-ausol to learn swordsmanship in the Wind Elven Empire."
Brando did not expect Petit-Finis to have such a situation. It seemed that he was not wrong about the latter's talent, but it was a pity that they were not on the same path. Otherwise, he would not have minded accepting Petit-Finis as his student. The reason he gave Petit-Finis pointers in swordsmanship was to open a door to a wider world for him. Now, it seemed that the starting point had served its purpose. Petit-Finis going to Saint-ausol could be said to be both unexpected and expected.
Perhaps one day, another Sword Saint would be born in Erouine, but only those who walked on this path would understand the hardships of this path. He believed that Petit-Finis would be able to overcome all of this.
Since Petit-Finis was far superior to that guy called Rowant, then it seemed that he was not a great genius. Brando no longer cared about the hurried glance he gave him.
"Mr. Haynf, who is your brother?"
"My brother is my father's youngest son. He is only eight years old this year. Unlike my useless elder brother, he has some talent in swordsmanship, and the family thinks highly of him." Haynf smiled at the mention of his brother. "My father sent him to Tónigel to learn under the Count. Although we do not expect him to become the Count's attendant Knight, as long as he can learn something, it will be enough for him to use for the rest of his life."
When Haynf mentioned the Count, his tone was full of reverence. No matter how much Brando was criticized by the traditional nobles, it could not change his legendary experience of turning the tide in the Battle of Ampere Seale. Now, Brando had long been the idol of almost all the teenagers and young people in Erouine. He was the dream lover in the hearts of countless girls, especially to the rising nobles. This Count not only represented a legend, but also a rising political power.
As a child of a rising noble family, this kind of influence was often double. Haynf could not help but say, "Speaking of which, the Count is the real genius of Erouine. I heard that he is not even forty years old this year, but he is already a Sword Saint with the strength of Elemental Activation. At the same time, he is also the Count of the kingdom, the hero who saved the royal family and Her Highness the Princess. Compared to this Count, what is Rowant?"
"Not even forty years old?" Brando almost spat out his rice. He wondered how he had suddenly aged twenty years. However, he also understood that his actions were too unusual. Most people would find it hard to believe that he had done all this in his early twenties.
In fact, he had lived two lives, and his mentality was indeed not that of a twenty-year-old boy. Moreover, in this world, there were only a few people like Eke who had become a Duke at such a young age. Moreover, the Ophelia family had its own difficulties.
Hearing Haynf's boasting, the two sisters, Ling and Lian, could not help but laugh. The elder sister was a little more reserved, only slightly pursing her lips, but the younger sister kept looking straight at Brando, as if there was a flower on his face.
Fortunately, Haynf was immersed in recalling the heroic deeds of the Count and did not notice the abnormalities of the two elven sisters.
Brando could not bear to disturb the young man's fantasy, but he thought of something and asked, "Do you know the wizards who were with the young man?"
Hainf obviously couldn't give an answer to this question. "They're probably the guards he hired," he guessed.
Brando did not comment, but he could vaguely sense a familiar aura from the four Magi.
Although he was in a hurry to return to Erouine, Brando still let the two elven sisters rest for the night at Maloch. The following journey would be deep into the Black Forest to the west of the Kalanga Mountains. It was not at all easier than traversing the mountains of the Yusong Mountains. In fact, it was even more troublesome. Although Maloch was already close to Tónigel, he still had to go around the Grahar Mountains to reach Abies. If he were alone, he could directly pass through the highest peak of the Grahar Mountains and save nearly half the journey. However, with the elven sisters, this journey would take at least two days.
Before the sun set, he tried to summon The Shire and quickly received a response. However, the Shire was not in Erouine at the moment, but had gone to the Silver Bay area. However, The Shire told him that they would return to Erouine as soon as possible. If necessary, they could even summon him back to their side.
There was no need for that. However, Brando had originally planned to use The Shire to inform Amandina and the princess of Tónigel that he was on his way back. Now, this wish of his had fallen through.
Early the next morning, Haynf came to invite them along as promised. It turned out that after hearing that Brando and the other two were preparing to go to Tónigel, this nobleman had a sudden idea to visit the Count's territory. Firstly, he wanted to see his younger brother, and secondly, he wanted to fulfill his dream of chasing after his idol.
However, Brando felt that the latter was the main reason. For this reason, Lotus had been secretly laughing along the way, making fun of this fellow for being as blind as a bat.
In this regard, Brando did not mind. Although he did not have much of an impression of this young man, and the latter even gave him the impression that he was a little too pompous, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see the mentality of the new nobles. He wanted to see how their descendants would change the political environment of Erouine.
It had to be said that Haynf was a very talkative person. As they passed through the bustling market of Marloth, Brando would occasionally take care of the greedy eyes and hands that were reaching for the two sisters. Haynf, on the other hand, introduced them to some of the local history and the rare treasures produced in the Dark Forest that the merchants were selling.
Brando was very knowledgeable, and naturally knew that nearly half of the things that this fellow introduced were full of mistakes. Even so, among the nobles of Erouine, he could be considered to have a good eye. Some things could only be explained by the locals, but this young man was able to speak logically as if he was a native who had been immersed in this place for many years. In fact, the latter had only stayed here for a little more than a week.
This could be considered a skill.
The key was that with such a tour guide, the journey became a lot more lively and not so boring, especially for the two sisters. Although Brando knew a lot of things himself, even more than Haynf, he was already used to it. He might not be able to speak so vividly and captivatingly about these things.
Time passed quickly, and on the morning of the third day, the group had already entered the Grahal Mountains.
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