There is no impermeable wall in this world, and in just three days, it happened in Andervulle. The duel of the Great Temple had spread among the nobility, and then among the common people. The battle was fought by Enlek's long-established swordsman, but he was lost at the hands of a teenager of unknown origin, and by the time the bard adapted the story into a story, Brando's claim became the most prominent figure in Eruin's new generation.

For at least a few days in Ampesel, his fame was almost on a par with that of one of the few outstanding young nobles whom Eruin had long been recognized, and almost everyone was speculating about who he was, though only a few knew that Wood had personally officiated at him. This person must have an extraordinary background, and for a while, Ampesel's large and small forces were moved, and even Her Royal Highness the future Princess Regent sent someone to find out Brando's origin.

Especially after her close friend Magdal learned the truth of the matter, the Siphah family was no exception, and there were more people on the road of Ampesel for a while, causing chaos. Fortunately, the common people had long since become accustomed to the tense nerves of the nobles at the slightest disturbance during this time, and the people who lived in this tense atmosphere comforted themselves by saying that as long as the white sails remained in the port of Ampessel and the Great Basilica of Andeble remained for a day, then the port would not decline.

The bells of the temple are a commentary on this sentence, and day after day, the old and unmoved resounding throughout the gray and white port capital.

In a state of panic, Brando himself spent his days in Ampesel in good order, and as he expected, as long as the High Priest of the Temple of Andrfule did not speak, then no one would find him. For a week, he had met with the owner of the auction, Count Donal, under Magdal's introduction, who was very interested in the painting of the Princess Dark, whom he had mentioned to be sold, but Brando, or rather the merchant, smiled politely but did not reveal what she had in her hand, but politely offered to send the painting in a few days for Baron Donnell to verify its authenticity.

It was amusing for Brando to see the scene of the itchy Baron negotiating with the slow-moving, eye-rolling little Roman, but in the end, even the veteran nobleman of the battle-hardened business had to sigh to himself, and praised our merchant lady for being a natural piece of business.

This was a bit of a surprise to Brando.

He knew that Roman had a talent for business, but the eldest lady had never had a very clear mind, or the logical circuit was different from ordinary people, and she didn't have many opportunities to deal with her peers before, in other words, she was inexperienced. After all, talking on paper is different from actual operation, and it is even more so when interacting with people. To be honest, before bringing her here, he was still wondering if this little cutie would have stage fright.

"How's it going, Brando?" As she walked out of Baron Donal's mansion, little Roman proudly raised her little face and stared at him and asked, her slender and slender neck set off her beautiful head, her dark brown hair was coiled, she was wearing the black dress that Brando had bought her in Pragues, her collarbones shone like snow under the curve of her neck, and she wore a ruby necklace, like fire and blood, the necklace shone brightly, and in a trance she set off the full confidence and pride of the merchant lady.

Brando could fully understand her pride, proud that she was the person he loved, and this breath with a shallow smile made Brando can't help but palpitate.

Lando nodded subconsciously: "Contrary to my expectations, 1 Little Roman, you have to look better than I imagined, but I didn't expect that old gentleman to praise you so much, he is... Even in this city, he is a man with a head and a face," Brando was shocked to realize that the opponent of Little Roman was not simple, and the life of Donnell was also the story of another genius, that man was the first person in Ampesel to obtain the honor of the Clan by virtue of his status as a merchant.

"The old man praised it." Dorman raised his little willowy eyebrows and replied as a matter of course.

"Huh?"

Brando looked back, he had rarely seen the merchant lady humble. Even when she was in Buchi, the eldest lady's heart was higher than the sky, and she never showed her side in front of anyone, as if she was born to be a person who dominated the scene.

"If you have, you have weaknesses," little Roman replied in an unfathomable tone, but the second half of the sentence was leaked: "My aunt said, let alone if someone uses Brando and Xiao."

If the little Roman comes to make a deal, Roman will also feel very distressed. ”

The first half of the sentence is still like a human sentence, but the more Brando listens to it, the more outrageous it becomes, and he pinched the little guy's little face with one hand: "Don't be serious about trading with your fiancé."

"Excuse me, Brando...... Hmm, let go, our merchant lady immediately raised her little eyebrows high. A small face was torn apart by Brando.

The nun princess Magdal next to her looked at the man and woman with a strange face, I don't know why, but there was some envy in my heart, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence that suited the situation: "The relationship between the two is really good...............

Brando smiled slightly, let go of little Roman, and looked up at the moonlight above Ampesel.

In the days that followed, news of the cloudy war in the north finally spread. The Cruz had already driven their cavalry into the Sword Keep, the threat of the Toquinin Lion seemed to have become a reality overnight, and the word holy war soon replaced the young swordsman as the hottest topic among the people of Ampesel, and even the air seemed to have a thick smell of conspiracy, and the Great Temple of Andrvoul was about to change, and the Temple became busy.

On the other hand, since he saw the Eagle Dejar by the side of Marquis Yuxi, Brando has smelled a hint of hidden danger, and he has entrusted Sue and Andreg to spy on the news that vampires are creatures that live in shadows, and stealth operations to spy on intelligence is one of their best jobs, and Madala has let vampires infiltrate humans several times to obtain information, and Brando is now just relying on a gourd painting, but the news that Mordface and Andreg inquire about only aggravates his suspicions, It is said that Anlek now settled in a castle south of Ampesel, which was heavily guarded like a royal city.

Brando knew Anleck's temperament very well, this person was cunning, if he was so wary, it must be some conspiracy brewed by the rain. It's a pity that the vampire pseudo-mother has tested the defense of that castle and can't start at all. This news made Brando feel a sense of urgency, and he was eager to see Princess Griffiin to warn him in advance, but unfortunately the princess's manor was also heavily guarded, otherwise he would have the heart to sneak in.

The time is getting closer and closer to the meeting of the nobles, and in the end, Brando has to give up his suspicions about Enlek, on the other hand, the Wood Priest will send his henchmen every day to tell him about the actions of the temple and the nobles, of course, this information seems to be superficial, Brando can hear it as long as he moves his hands, but Wood Priest saves him a lot of time by doing this, on the one hand, it is also to reassure him about the movements of the temple. In comparison, the Wood Priest was still presiding over the day-to-day affairs of the Flame Temple in the Great Temple of Undervoula, and this alone expressed enough information.

After settling down, Brando had to face the biggest trouble he had to solve on how to infiltrate the nobles' council, he would not ask for the help of the Wood Priest, after all, this matter was important and easy to leave a handle, not to mention that the Priest would definitely not agree, and Brando himself was not willing to trouble the Flame Temple for the time being.

He thought about it, and only the news that Su brought back a week ago was more reliable.

Of course, that's not a reliable news.

In the middle of the recovery, two days before the start of the peace meeting of the nobles, Ampeselsi faced the sea, and the Strait of Shacrodi divided the narrow peninsula equally, and the salty water carved a white wave under the cliffs, and beat the black-brown rocks all the time. Geographically speaking, Ampessel is located at the end of the northward branch of the Anselli Mountains (Anlekirge), where the mountains 11 enter the sea, where the sea breeze and currents meet, the climate is humid, the foothills gather clouds, and the result of abundant precipitation is forest cover, to the east of the port, there are large mountain forests, black pine and Anlek hazel.

The silver elf princess Metissa hid in the bushes, her silver-gray robe draped over Jiaoxiao's body and stained with the wet water after nightfall, and she couldn't help coughing twice: her eyes passed through the forest on the mountainside, and she looked at a brightly lit town in the darkness not far away.

There are several estates in the town, and this is a dozen miles away from Ampesel, and the town can also be said to be attached to the port capital. In the vicinity of Ampesel, there are many such towns.

"This is it, Chan"

She tapped her knuckles on the map on the stump and asked.

The girl Su's eyes were shining under the lights, but she lacked expression, as if answering this question was as boring as an endorsement, but she still did it meticulously. Her gaze also fell on the hill, a town she had ordered her men to check many times in the past few days, and there could be no mistake.

The Silver Elf Maiden was born to be suspicious of her companions, and after hearing this answer, she turned back to the black hole in the forest and whispered, "Lord Lord." 、，

Immediately there was a sound of baring teeth in the bushes.

"Wait, shhh