When the soldiers saw the young man trying to stand up, they quickly went up and held him down. They looked at their Lord with inquiring eyes and asked, "My Lord, should we take this guy down?"
Brando looked at the young man. He knew that this was the second son of Sir Menta, but he found it interesting that the old-fashioned gentleman should have such an interesting son.
He had already changed his mind and shook his head. "Let him go."
[Let him go?] The soldiers were stunned and looked at each other in confusion.
"Let him go." Brando repeated.
The soldiers loosened the thick hemp rope around Carglise's wrists. The young man frowned and rubbed his wrists. Even though the soldiers did not beat him up, they were not polite to him either.
He looked at the red marks on his snow-white wrist and couldn't help but frown.
However, the young man was more concerned about Brando's intentions. He raised his head and stared at Brendel with his light gray eyes for a while before asking: "Are you really from this place …?"
"Are you trying to say that you're the leader of the mob?"
"I wouldn't dare." The young man smiled awkwardly.
In fact, Carglise was surprised when he realized that the other party was a young man about the same age as him. Not only did he surpass him in swordsmanship, but he was also the leader of the mob.
The more he looked at Brando, the more he felt that he had lived in vain for the past ten years. It was just like what Lord Palas had told him, staying in a small place like Tónigel would only limit his strength.
"But I'm curious," Carglise rubbed his wrists and asked: "Why did you let me go?"
"If I told you that I wanted you to work for me, would you believe me?" Brando asked.
"No." The young man shook his head: "Why should I work for you?"
"Then what if I told you that I'm Gryphine? Corvado? I'm a secret envoy sent by Princess Oderfeiss to establish a secret base here to keep Count Randner in check. Would you believe me? "
Not only Carglise, but even Kodan stared at Brando with his mouth agape. The young man did not seem to believe him at all. He looked at Brando as if he was looking at a lunatic, but the old man seemed to have woken up. He thought about the relationship between Brando and the Royal Family of Corvado and what Brando had done in the past few days. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the young man's words might not be so unreliable.
At least some of them weren't lying.
"This joke isn't funny at all," Carglise frowned, "but since you're the lord of this place, I'll say it's okay …"
Brando smiled and took out a silver brooch. "This brooch is called the Silver Coat of Arms. It's the token of the Wang Family's Knight Order."
The young man was stunned. "How do I know if you're lying to me?"
Kodan was also skeptical. He had heard of the Silver Coat of Arms before, but he didn't know if the one in Brando's hand was real. The more suspicious the old man was, the more he felt that Brando was telling the truth.
Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that these well-trained rioters managed to kill Graudin?
Brando put away the brooch. In fact, the brooch was real. It was sent along with a private letter from Graudin. The letter was simple. It mainly told him that the Royal Family appreciated young men like him and did not mention anything else.
This was just a routine reply, and the whole letter was watertight. Even if Brendel had this so-called Princess Gryphine's handwritten letter, it would be useless.
However, the young lord still treated the letter like a treasure and carefully kept it. Amandina could not understand his actions and complained about the stinginess of the Royal Family of Covardo. Only an idiot like him would not be able to see through it.
But how could Brando not see it? The Regent Princess used to be the dream lover of many otakus. As they grew older, most of them eventually realized that their love was just a youthful longing, but they could not let go of the most sincere memories in their hearts.
Especially when the letter from the princess who had passed away was placed on his desk once again. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't excited.
"Alright, let's not talk about it," Brando continued: "I heard that you were planning to bring a few servants to the north to answer Graudin's call to revive the Corvado Dynasty?"
Carglise stopped what he was doing: "Seems like you know quite a lot."
"You're more outstanding than most of the people I've met. Tónigel can't restrict your movements," Brando said as he tried to recall Carglise's experiences in the past. Unfortunately, he did not manage to find anything.
This was not surprising. There were many young people like him in Erouine, but not all of them were able to shine in the end. As the waves washed away the sand, those who were not strong enough naturally hid away. However, there were more who were not lucky enough. Many of them died on the way to Vlada.
Bandits, monsters, cultists, and lords with ill intentions. The countryside of Erouine was not safe in this era.
"You sound like you're mocking me." Carglise frowned.
"No," Brando shook his head: "I'm serious. So, are you willing?"
"What do you mean?" Carglise was stunned.
"I'm lacking an adjutant."
"Are you kidding?" Carglise's eyes widened.
Brando shook his head: "I said that I'm serious. I think you're capable enough for this position. Most importantly, you have the willingness — "
"Wait," Carglise interrupted: "I never said yes."
"Then are you willing to stay in Tónigel for the rest of your life? Are you willing to miss this era? Are you willing to become a lord in the countryside and an old man in the end?"
"Why does it sound like you're cursing my father?" Carglise frowned. He did not act like a captive, but more like a guest of Brando's: "But why should I believe you?"
"I'll give you a chance to try."
"But once you've boarded a pirate ship, it won't be so easy to get off. I understand," the young man said warily. "If you want to persuade me, you have to let me see some benefits. If I fall for your trick without risking anything, won't I seem a little too incompetent?"
When the young man said this, he was already moved. He was born to be a restless person. Whether it was relying on the princess or following this young man, he only hoped that he would not be like his father and live an ordinary life.
The boldness in Brando's words made him feel that this young man might be able to fulfill his dream.
He thought for a moment and asked tentatively: "Who are you, and what do you want to do?"
The courtyard fell into a dead silence.
Even Kodan felt that this question was a little abrupt.
But Brando replied: "I've already told you who I am."
"As for what I want to do," Carglise smiled. His smile was a little meaningful under the rare sunshine of the winter afternoon.
"If I say that I want to grab Duke Arreck's beard and give him a good beating, then go to Madara to settle my debt, would you believe me?"
Carglise was stunned for a moment, then the young man's eyes lit up. He nodded fiercely: "Good idea!"
Kodan looked at the two lunatics and finally felt that he was getting old. Back when he was with Tobbs, he was also fearless. Their regiment was like the demons of the November War, causing all the enemies on the battlefield to tremble in fear.
However, the times were different, and the present was different from the past.
The old swordsman looked at the youth's eager face and hurriedly dragged him to the side. He whispered to him: "Are you crazy, Brendel? He's Lord Macsen's son. If you kidnap him, that stubborn old man will fight you to the death. You better think twice. "
"Fight me to the death?" Brando was both angry and amused: "Wait until he gets out of my dungeon first."
"You're not going to let him out?" Kodan suddenly felt that this young man was a little too much. On the one hand, he had kidnapped the son of a noble who had painstakingly raised for more than ten years, and on the other hand, he was going to lock him up in the dungeon.
"Why don't you ask him if he's going to let Lord Macsen out?" Brando pointed at Carglise.
Kodan looked back at Carglise and shook his head. If Lord Macsen knew that his son had been betrayed, he would probably beat him to death. If Brendel told him to slow down this matter, he would definitely raise both hands in agreement.
"Young people these days …" Kodan looked at Brando helplessly.
"Alright, don't worry. I'll take good care of Lord Macsen. I have high hopes for Carglise. He'll definitely have great achievements in the future."
Kodan shook his head: "Brando, is what you said before true?"
"What?"
"Don't play dumb," Kodan said fiercely: "I'm talking about the princess."
"It's fake."
"Scram!" Kodan kicked at Brando, but he was already prepared and dodged. He smiled and shook his head: "Master Kodan, even if it's true, it's still a secret. How could I say it so casually —"
Kodan was stunned, but he quickly thought that it was possible. But this young man had done too many things that were both true and false. Kodan could not completely trust him and could only suppress his suspicions.
Brendel looked at the old swordsman and interrupted his thoughts. "Old man, are you interested in going on a trip?"
"Traveling?" Kodan was stunned and looked at the young man strangely. What was he up to this time? (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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