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The teenager hurriedly put the basket down. Although it still seemed restrained, it instinctively revealed a close-knit tone: “Isn’t it, the adult you told me to do, how dare I scorn, what you let me inquire about.” I have inquired.”

“The Miller, who is Scott, are you inquiring?” Brando asked. Scott is actually the name of his father in this world, but outsiders usually call him Old Scott.

“I have to ask about it all night, adult, this has not had time to sleep, you are here to rush to you.” The young man replied quickly, he seems to have the same innate talent in this respect, painted and painted The land describes: “There is such a person, his estate is just south of Bruglas, close to the Bucce River. But I heard that he is here to open the mill, but that is the thing of these decades. When the King of the last generation was in power, their family was still a foreigner, but it seemed to have something to do with the noble of Callas.”

Just a night of inquiries, it is a good result, but Brando knows that this is because his father is a Miller. It’s a small and famous person in the vicinity. If you change to a nameless person, only I am afraid that it is not so easy to find out the exact news. “What else?” he asked again.

“And…hey…” The teenager wrinkled the eyebrow and thought about it. He grabbed his hair and seemed to remember something that was in the flickering thing: “And… yes, I heard that he has a son who disappeared in the war. , also enough bad luck.”

That’s it, Brando knows that it seems that there are not many people who have experienced it later. After all, most people have heard about the story of Count of Tonigel. One’s own name is not widely spread, but even if there is The words are falling into the ears of the locals. I am afraid that it will not make people think of the Lord Count of the dignified kingdom, the descendant of Sword Saint Darus and the relationship with a Miller. The situation of repetition is too common, let alone the commoner, even the noble sometimes has to face such awkwardness, or how does the name of Ossen VII, Oberg VII come from?

He faked nodded: “Others, I let you inquire about this family. There are no guests, have you heard?”

The teenager rushed nodded: “It seems to be there.”

“It seems to be there, is there really or not?” Brando is very dissatisfied with this answer. His previous questions were just to determine if this guy has any nonsense. In fact, this question is the real focus. I didn’t expect this guy. An opening gave him an ambiguous answer, saying that it was similar to saying nothing.

The teenager was shocked and hurriedly looked at his face and found that the ‘very well-positioned’ employer did not seem to be fling into a rage, but quickly licked his lips and added: “I think, should Yes, I specifically asked these people who had dealt with their nephews. They said no, there are no visitors, no strangers who stayed nearby. But adults, this time I left my mind. Because I think some guests may not be willing to let people know that they exist,” the teenager said, carefully watching Brando’s look, when he noticed a slightly surprised and noisy expression on the latter’s face and nodded. At that time, I let go of my heart and continue to say: “So I changed my question.”

“You changed the way?” Brando interrupted him.

Juvenile nodded.

“How do you ask?”

“I asked those people, there have been no caravans, Mercenary Company or other strangers passing by the old Scott’s mill recently. You know, in our place, there are always few foreigners, any one passing by. Foreigners – whether they are adventurers, Mercenary or foreign businessmen, we locals can tell them at a glance. Adults please guess what I asked this time, those people told me that a week ago, There is a team of Knights passing by. But I know the road leading to the old Scott Mill, which is the dead end, the average person will not pass by.”

Brando knew that the road was not actually a dead end. The road passed through the sawmill in the south to Riedenburg. He used to be with his grandfather cultivation Swordsmanship, but after the undead invasion, the road was completely Abandoned, said dead end, it is understandable.

“A team of Knight, what kind of Knight?” he continued.

“Wearing azure’s shirt, but the Emblem on the shirt can’t describe it.”

“Azure’s shirt.” Brando muttered to himself, and he already had the answer in his mind. Looking at the whole Aouine, the Knight wearing the azure shirt is only the one and only of the Highland Knight family. Of course, it is not the counterfeiting of other forces. However, this may not be a big surname. It is still necessary for Aouine to risk offending Highland Knight. They still need some cowardice. He was also a last resort, and the whole Aouine Kingdom is really difficult to find out like him. The second one. “could it be that really Highland Knight?” He shook his head and never figured out that these guys were going around to find one’s own parents. What happened? Could it be that want to regain the relationship left by my grandfather, and close to myself? It seems that this is not necessary for those free and comfortable Knights.

He put away his mind and looked at the young man in front of him: “You call Dean?”

“Yes, adults.” The teenager replied with respect and respectfulness. He seemed to be aware of what he said, and added a very astute sentence: “If adults need me to serve, I can serve adults at any time.”

“Is it? Then I ask you, are you willing to leave Bruglas?” Brando also appreciates the dexterity of this young boy called Dean when he inquires about the news, and the other person seems to have an innate talent in his mind. The man was born to Nightingale. He had just come from Ciel and was ready to build a team at Kirrlutz and Madara’s Intelligence Network. He just needed such a talent.

Dean heard such a problem, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Of course he heard Brando’s meaning, but he hesitated, and shook his head: “I am afraid not, adults.”

Brando was somewhat curious when he saw the other party refused, because he clearly saw that Dean was heart-warming. He couldn’t help but ask: “Why, can it be that you are afraid to go out and do something?”

Dean hurriedly shook his head and explained: “That’s not, adult, but I still have mother to take care of, my mother, she is not good, I can’t leave too far.”

Brando suddenly glanced at the food in the basket on the ground and couldn’t help but swear with some funny words: “These things will not be from your mother’s handwriting?”

Dean’s face was red, and apparently did not expect the adult to see through his trick. Some of them were embarrassed to argue: “My mother is not worse than the hotels.”

Brando looked at the boy and saw some good feelings in his heart. He thought that although he was on the street like everyone else, he was not a real gangster. He even made up his mind and said to the other person: “You go back first.” Let me send someone to come to you when you wait; you can rest assured that if I want you to leave Bruglas, I will let you bring your mother, you are like this, I am afraid that your mother may not be assured.”

Dean was slightly startled and looked at him with some surprises: “Adult, are you telling the truth?” He had vaguely guessed that Brando might have seen him want to accept him as a follower, and he could do things with such a generous master. Of course, I am happy, but he has never heard of the owner’s willingness to let one’s own follow-up.

“Do you think I like someone who has Time to entertain you?” Brando replied bluntly.

“Adult, you are the most kind person I have ever seen.” Dean answered with a sincere heart.

Brando took another silver coin to send the newly-received follow-up, then lifted the basket from the ground and closed the door. He looked back and found that Amandina didn’t know when he woke up. He was lying on the bed and was embarrassed to look at him: “Sorry, Lord Thane, I am too useless.” She saw Brando turn back and whispered. Said. However, Brando didn’t bother to think about this with her. In his opinion, he was a man. In the case of only one bed, let the woman rest is as it should be by rights. He shook his head and asked: “You listen. Arrived?”