"Sir, please show some respect. This is the Holy Cathedral of Fire." Princess Magadal pulled her hand back and frowned at the middle-aged man. This middle-aged man's face was pale, and his loose eye bags were faintly purplish black. He looked like he had drunk too much. He was wearing exquisite knitted clothes, and it was obvious that he was of noble birth. However, his footsteps were light, and his eyes were blurred. Even his collar buttons were not properly buttoned, revealing his pale, bony collarbone and ribs. The first impression he gave was that he was one of those unrestrained debauchees.
When Brando walked out of the room, he saw this scene.
In fact, he knew what was going on. Marquis Yoakam, the cousin of Oberg the Seventh, and the illegitimate son of the previous king. He was much younger than Oberg the Seventh, and although he had a fief, his status was very subtle. Therefore, he indulged in sensual pleasures and indulged in debauchery. It was said that he was a womanizer, and had affairs with many of the ladies in the upper circle of nobles. However, he was close to Prince Liu Ke and the Princess's brother, the current king's eldest son, and had the support of the current mistress of House Seifer. Normal nobles could not do anything to him.
Even though he did not know why the Marquis was here, he could guess what was going on as long as he was here. At this time, Marquis Yoakam noticed him first, and turned his head like a poisonous snake. "I think this gentleman must be the owner of the two beautiful ladies. I wonder if you are willing to transfer them to me —"
"Filthy words!" Magadal was very well-mannered, and even in such a situation, she was able to control herself. However, her chest was heaving up and down, and it was obvious that she was very angry. She could not help but interrupt, "This is the Holy Cathedral, and the ancestors are watching us from the dome of the cathedral. Please mind your words and actions, sir!" The Nun Princess tightly clenched her fists, secretly wondering how such a suspicious person managed to sneak into the sacred palace.
"Princess Magadal, don't worry about others. Do you know who I am?" Marquis Yoakam replied with a smile, "I am the uncle of the future king of this kingdom. I think you should have heard of my name. I've admired your name for a long time. Now that I've seen you, your reputation is indeed well-deserved. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I must obtain a famous flower like you at all costs. "
Magadal gritted her teeth. She had been educated by the Holy Cathedral since she was a child. She had always been quiet and gentle, and all the people she had interacted with were polite and knowledgeable people. She had never met such a shameless person. She was so angry that her whole body trembled, but she didn't know how to fight back. At this time, Brando finally interrupted.
"Forgive me for not understanding, sir. But I would like to ask, where are my two maids now?" He looked around, but did not see Amandina and Scarlet. Thinking of the Marquis' reputation, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Oh, they dared to speak rudely to me, so I ordered one of my men to teach them a lesson. But you can rest assured that I will not harm the lives of the beauties. It's just that the red-haired beauty did not know what's good for her, so Cagbo accidentally injured her. Actually, it's not a big deal. Since you're going to hand them over to me soon, isn't it natural for a noble to teach his maids a lesson? " Marquis Yoakam said casually, as if the one who ordered the attack was not him, but Brando.
"Sir, you don't have to worry too much. Your female companions are injured, but I've already ordered them to be treated. Ah!" Magadal screamed before she could finish her sentence. She saw a silver light fly past Marquis Yoakam's face. It was a silver dagger. Marquis Yoakam did not expect Brando to be so fast. Even the guards behind him did not react in time, and there was a bloody cut on his face.
The middle-aged man screamed and sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time. For a moment, he even forgot to throw a tantrum. Instead, he covered his bloody face and screamed at the top of his lungs, "How dare you attack a noble! How dare you violate the laws of the Holy Cathedral!"
The Nun Princess Magadal was stunned. In the core terms of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, the ancient nobles were protected. Although they would be punished for their mistakes, if anyone dared to harm them secretly, it would be a heinous crime. As a result, most of the fights between nobles had to come up with all sorts of dignified excuses. Of course, there was no lack of people using poison and assassination in the dark. However, these were generally shady activities, and no one had ever dared to do so openly in the Holy Cathedral.
Magadal was afraid that Brando would do something reckless in a moment of anger, but she did not expect that she was still a step too late. For a moment, she could not help but stare at Brando, but only saw the coldness in the young man's eyes.
Brando had never been a good-tempered person. No one had ever dared to talk about hurting his subordinates in front of him so casually. Not to mention, as a man who dared to hurt a girl. As a male chauvinist, Brando absolutely could not accept Marquis Yoakam's way of doing things. In his eyes, this guy belonged to the category of existence that needed to be taught a lesson.
"You really know how to accuse me, my lord." Brando replied coldly, "Did I attack you?"
"You clearly …" Marquis Yoakam suddenly turned his head. The dagger that Brando threw earlier was embedded in the pillar behind the courtyard, almost to the hilt, and a white glove was nailed to the dagger.
"You …"
Marquis Yoakam was a little stunned. He only just noticed that Brando had taken off a glove at some point. From the moment he took off the glove to throwing the dagger, no one saw the entire action clearly. What kind of strength was this? He looked up at Brando, "You want to duel with me? Do you know who I am? "
"Who are you?" Brando had already decided to teach him a lesson, but on the surface, he pretended to be stunned.
"I'm the cousin of the former King! The uncle of the current King! You damned country bumpkin! " Marquis Yoakam roared angrily. His status was special, and the old king had spoiled him greatly when he was still alive. Since he had no interest in the throne, Oberg the Seventh had also let his cousin do whatever he wanted. As a result, he had a lot of privileges, and in the noble circle of Aouine, other than a few high-ranking Dukes, no one dared to provoke him. Of course, Marquis Yoakam was not stupid enough to find trouble with those powerful Grand Dukes. Therefore, in his decades of debauchery, he had almost never encountered any setbacks.
Even if he was injured, it was only a few times. But this was the first time he was injured by an outsider.
Marquis Yoakam could not help but look at Brando with hatred, and said coldly, "You're dead meat!"
"Ah!" Brando seemed to be startled at this time, "You said you're the uncle of the current King. Are you that Marquis Yoakam?"
"That's right. So, country bumpkin, do you still want to duel with me?" "But it's too late for you to repent now. I'll let you know what hell is. Your women, I'll let them witness how you'll beg for mercy in front of them!" Yoakam laughed cruelly, thinking that Brendel was afraid. "But it's too late for you to repent now. I'll show you what hell is.
"Marquis Yoakam, watch your words!" The Nun Princess finally reacted at this time. At this time, she had already made up her mind to help Brando. Although she did not know the identity of this young man, Marquis Yoakam's actions really made her want to vomit. And as the princess of a duchy, and at the same time having a close relationship with the Holy Cathedral, Magadal still had a certain amount of influence in this ancient kingdom.
But at this time, Brando secretly cursed in his heart. He did not think that Marquis Yoakam would really climb up the pole. Although he had already heard a lot of rumors about Marquis Yoakam in The Amber Sword, he did not expect to see the extent of Marquis Yoakam's stupidity. Looking at this guy with bulging veins, he could not help but feel a little sad that this was the stupidest opponent he had ever met since he transmigrated to this world.
"You're already a few decades old, can you not act like a chuunibyou? Can you not be so melodramatic?" Brando could not help but shake his head. He stopped Magadal and said casually, "No, I think you have misunderstood Marquis Yoakam. Of course I do not dare to duel with you. I heard that you are a trash in the noble circle. Dueling with you would only ruin my reputation. "
As soon as Brando said this, the courtyard suddenly became quiet. The breeze from the sea to the west of Ampere Seale brushed past, and the flowers and trees in the courtyard rustled.
The Nun Princess, Marquis Yoakam, and his men all stopped and looked at the young man in shock. It was as if they were hallucinating. Marquis Yoakam took a long time to realize that Brendel was mocking him, and the arrogant noble almost went mad with anger. He immediately roared without any grace: "Kagbo, go and fight him!"
In Erouine and Cruz, the nobles had long been eroded by their luxurious lifestyle. It was no longer like a hundred years ago, when everyone had excellent swordsmanship. However, duels were still popular among the upper nobles. In order to deal with love rivals, opponents, or other challenges, the nobles often let their personal attendants fight on their behalf. It was already one of the recognized rules, so there was nothing wrong with Marquis Yoakam's order at this moment.
Brando had no attendants by his side at this moment, so he had to draw his sword himself. He looked up and immediately saw a tall swordsman walking out from behind Marquis Yoakam. Brando secretly focused. Although he had angered Marquis Yoakam and tried to make him attack him, he did not have the slightest intention of underestimating him. From Marquis Yoakam's description, Scarlet should have been injured by his subordinate. Although Scarlet's combat skills were not as good, she was still at the peak of the Gold rank. For him to be able to take her down so easily, he should at least have the strength of an Elemental Awakener.
Speaking of Elemental Awakeners, Erouine only had a few people who had this strength. When he saw the swordsman walk out, he recognized him at a glance.
It was him –
Devard the Eagle, the man who was as famous as Buga the Cross and Sylvia the Silver Knight, was known as one of the three Great Swordsmen of Arreck. However, this person was different from Buga. He and Sylvia both served Duke Arreck. Why would he appear beside Marquis Yoakam at this moment?
Brando was slightly stunned.
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