Shaman from Afar

The room inside the map is silent, and only the sound of fire cracking in the fireplace can be heard.

Except for Loren behind Connold and Brandon, almost everyone widened their eyes and looked incredulously at His Royal Highness who had just said that.

Especially his expression, so of course!

"Why, this surprises you, very unbelievable?" Brandon's cunning eyes kept looking left and right, gently pulling the corner of his mouth, evoking a playful arc:

"When the beloved Brother Connold ordered me to come, didn't you really guess this possibility? I thought I would definitely cooperate well, what do you say?"

"For me to say ... you really think I will be so obedient. It's incredibly good to be like a good boy or like" True de Salion "!"

"Seriously, who gave you this illusion?"

The church knights and the commanders of the legions around them bowed their heads either to hide their faces or to be stupid-this kind of thing is not something they can participate in, and now it is simply boring to ask.

Connold, who looked cold, was still sitting there, but Tie Qing's face became more and more ugly, and he looked at Brandon's unbridled destruction of this extremely important meeting without saying a word.

Loren, who was always watching, gently hooked his lips and watched the performance of His Royal Highness.

The moment when the original serious atmosphere was completely interrupted by Brandon, it became extremely embarrassing, and it seemed to have a tendency to intensify.

"His Highness Brandon de Salion--!"

With a bang, the church knight Naze seemed to be completely unable to see it anymore. He turned his head with a blue face and stared at this "Troubled" His Royal Highness: "Now is not your time for nonsense! This is the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain, We are discussing a very important thing with your brother, about ... "

"About how to send my" faceless prince "to the north to die, by the way, I will give you a small favor-um, yes, I know this, I don't need you to tell me."

Impatiently waving a small hand, Brandon glanced disgustedly at the church knight Naze, who had a more ugly expression: "Chief Knight Lord His Excellency Naze, do you think I came here specifically from the capital of Golovin? Coming? "

"Then you should be more clear about your mission!" Church Knight Naze's expression was stiff, and his thick voice echoed throughout the map room:

"You are a descendant of the DeSalinese family, the son of His Majesty Eckhart II; please pay attention to your words and deeds, and don't let your surname be ashamed of you!"

"I will also return this sentence to you intact, the chief knight of the church knight Naze." Brandon slowly raised his chin and deliberately looked down at each other with his eyes down:

"Don't continue to pretend to be crazy and sell silly, so that the knights of the Holy Cross Church look like a mentally handicapped."

"you?!"

Naze, who gritted his teeth, was suddenly cold, and his right hand pressed subconsciously on the hilt of his waist!

"What am I?" Brandon raised his eyebrows deliberately. "Why, are you ready to stab me?"

"Come on, yes, I promise I will not fight back, and the two people behind me will never stop you before you start, kill me, so you can go back and brag about your colleagues!

You, the church knight Naze, personally killed a de Salyon—this is the Holy Cross Church. For hundreds of years, no one has ever completed the ‘great achievements’; I dare to guarantee that you will be famous forever! "

Naze's expression was incredibly ugly, and his right hand pressed against the hilt revealed blue muscles, shaking violently.

"Brandon--!"

Connor, who was always silent, finally spoke, staring at his own brother with complicated eyes: "What the **** do you want to say?"

The words of Prince Sackland forced Naze to retract his sword and sit back quietly. The surrounding church knights and legion commanders also looked at the cynical prince.

Loren opened his eyes slowly, gradually staring at Brandon's expression.

That's right ...

Next is the key to this meeting.

Everyone is waiting for Brandon de Salion to speak, which is also their plan before reaching the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain-whether it is the "duel trial", the camp raid, and the scene just now ... all for the ultimate goal service.

In short, even on Connaught's site, no matter what means and methods are used, the initiative must not be completely lost.

"Slap!" Brandon snapped his fingers gently, slowly spreading his arms.

"I know you guys, what you were thinking when I came, maybe you have already arranged everything in advance. As soon as I get to the Boundary Mountain Fortress, just find someone to notify me and I can start."

"If that's the case, then I'm very sorry, but also very sorry ..." Brandon once again showed that bright and sunny smile:

"Brandon de Salion, will never do what you want."

"As I said, you can't think of me as a good boy who is obedient and obedient. Just give two sentences and you can go according to your pre-arranged script; sorry, that's not my style!

Even if you tell me a thousand times again, "Desa Leone's Mission", "empire rise and fall" and other nonsense, I will still take my people and turn around ... Don't doubt, I said Do it! "

"Then ... what do you want?"

The cold Jun Cond stared at the brother in front of him, his crossed fingers clasped the back of his hand.

"It's very simple and easy." Brandon's smile grew stronger: "Since you plan to send me to the north to die, then please give me absolute autonomy, except for everything else!"

"That is to say, including route arrangements, staffing, equipment and supplies, and all job arrangements, all must come according to my wishes, and this search team must be at my sole discretion and not with me. The guy you don't know! "

Brandon, who raised his mouth and smiled, spread his hand: "This is not a very excessive request. Considering that I am the only De Saerion in the Fortress of Fortress, this should be taken for granted!"

"Cough ..."

Ernst coughed twice behind the chair, interrupting Brandon ’s words: "His Highness Brandon de Salion, we appreciate your affection for the empire, and we are willing to believe that you are sincere, fact We have also heard everything about your adventures. "

"But please forgive me, compared with the adventure of fighting alone, it is quite difficult to lead an expedition. For you with no military experience, we very doubt whether you really know what you are doing. ... "

"only these?"

Connor's voice without emotion echoed in the map room: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, there are things that must guarantee my safety-but those should be nonsense, so I won't mention them at all." The smiling royal prince waved lightly:

"Yes, that's all."

"When is it going?"

"After three days, I need a little preparation time, and Milasis and my friends also need to be trimmed. It is not easy to recruit soldiers who can participate in this operation-just three days."

When the words fell, Brandon put his hands behind his back, smiling and waiting for the elder brother's reply; and the eyes of everyone around him gathered in an instant on the other side of the long table, Prince Sackland.

"can!"

Connaught resolutely promised ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There is not even a moment of hesitation: "After three days, you will lead the search team north to find the movement of the monster army; once you find any information, you must immediately return to the Boundary Mountain The fortress reports to me without delay! "

"Relax, my beloved brother, even for this little life, I will not die with thousands of monsters!" Brandon said with a smile on his face.

Just when everyone thought the prince was leaving, Brandon, who had just turned, suddenly stopped, as if suddenly remembering something:

"Oh, yes, although there is no intention of disrespecting everyone here, but if I can, besides my guard, I sincerely hope that the church knights can join us!"

Ignoring Naze's ugly face, Brandon, who smiled like a child, walked in front of him and asked "respectfully":

"His Excellency Nazer, Chief Knight, please ...

Can I trust your loyalty? "