Listening a lot, perhaps acquiescing to one’s own identity, but subconsciously, still do not believe that Black Flame Cultists once had such a glorious origin.
“Are we really fighting to clean up this world?” Asking himself, youngster felt that there was no answer to this question, but he could feel it. Miss Priest saw his eyes without any discrimination.
Not as full of disgust as those nobles.
He thought about these things, and turned around again, but suddenly found that everyone in the room silently retreat a step.
So that he suddenly stood in the middle of the crowd.
“What is going on?” The youngster was shocked.
Then he heard a voice that he was not willing to recall when he dreamed, as if from the deepest voice of the nightmare.
“may I ask, everyone, you are a Priest, is this a lady?”
This kind of polite questioning is like a noble’s unique tone, but the other’s tone is not scornful and condescending, but makes people feel gentle and easy to approach.
The crowd looked at the youngster that suddenly appeared in front of him.
He is a Count.
Big man thought.
This person is not Kirrlutzian.
He may be Lord Thane of Priest, but the girl in the eyes of the thick eyebrow has such a single thought.
……
“may I ask, everyone, you are a Priest, is this a lady?”
Youngster expression Serious, flat extend the hand palm, palm down, everyone sees a mass of dust gathered between his palm and the ground, sparkling debris rotating to form a picture, exactly what Scippamira looks like.
“Ah, Priest elder sister.” The little boy was surprised.
Youngster raises head, look at everyone: “My name is Brando, a friend of Scippamira. Please tell me where is she?”
“You are her Lord Thane?”
Youngster – Brando nodded.
“You will save her, right?” the rough eyebrow girl asked cautiously.
In front of her eyes, the young man is worn out and worn out, but his body has a temperament that he can’t describe. It seems that the court Knights outside the Saphos door are calm and talkative. Besides, his skin is white and delicate, and at first glance it is not like a commoner.
“What’s up with her?”
“Ms. Scippamira was stopped by the monster to protect us.” The big man looked at Brando with some vigilance, with a muffled voice.
“What kind of monster?” Brando asked again. “Where?”
“First, sir,” a voice came from behind everyone. Everyone was surprised to look back and found the youngster wearing the black robe. The latter was full of sweat, as if it had been fished out of the water. He raised his hand and said to Brando: “I will take you there.”
Brando looked towards the other side, his eyes swept away from the black robe’s prints and styles, “Black Flame Cultists?” he thought. However, he knows that Black Flame Cultists has many underlying congregations, most of whom are blind people who are bewildered, so they don’t care, just replied: “No. You tell me what kind of monster is that?”
Everyone is sinking, thinking that this is the time, this youngster still has the mood to ask this question?
The girl of the thick eyebrow is even more frowning, and her eyes are unstoppable to reveal the expression of disdain. It is about treating Brando as the common noble youngster – superficially handsome, actually greedy and fearful of death. If you tell him how terrifying the monster is, he will definitely find an excuse to shirk it.
If the old grandmother is not holding her hand gently, the girl will not be able to openly sarcastically.
Brando didn’t think that many, as a qualified warrior, first understand the enemy is the basic skill, otherwise it is not to save people, but to put themselves in.
He knows that there are not many monsters that can threaten Scippamira in this city, and that the locust or the evil god Frederick or something else can also pose a threat to him. He must act with caution.
From the fact that these people are more or less revealing their doubts, he still understands their thoughts and can’t help but shake his head, but he doesn’t explain it because there is no need to explain it.
He waited for the answers from everyone.
“We didn’t see the monster’s appearance, but saw a lot of things like the octopus’s tentacles rising from the ground.” The young believer replied that only one of the people in the room did not think that Brando was cringing. He even has some fear. Not long ago this face was the biggest nightmare in his heart.
“Tissile, what kind of tentacles?”
“Everyone is taller than a two-story house. One person has a thick weight and a lot of faces.” Youngster replied with a thought.
“That is the evil spirit Frederick.” Brando already knew it.
“What does he say, evil spirit Frederick?” There were a few whispers from the crowd. The legend of Angel Akroma was widely circulated in the Vanquer area. As another legend of this legend, the evil god Frederick is obviously also used in this area. The best way to scare bear children.
Or change one. Almost everyone in this area grew up in the shadow of the big Devil King, and Mr. Frederick will take the night, take the disobedient children, or take them away. Trivial objects like candy, new clothes, pillows, etc. This evil god may have to surpass the Holy Trinity to be the first busy man in the capital.
And its name is naturally ingrained in people’s minds.
“They summoned them to be evil spirits…” The young believer was white and almost fell to the ground with his ass. It was obvious that he had suspicion in his heart, but he could not confirm it.
“Is it true?” Someone grabbed his collar and asked in disgust.
But the girl of the thick eyebrow didn’t look at it. She thought to herself: “The evil god Frederick, this excuse is really good. He must definitely find a way to shirk it. Priest has such a Thane. It is really worthless. “She looked at Brando with contempt, and in the eyes she has seen the latter as the most useless second ancestor.”
Brando watched the crowd push and watched the youngster, and quickly interrupted them: “Where is the monster? I mean where are you separated from Scippamira?”
His problem made the girl of the thick eyebrow slightly stunned. She thought that the former would soon leave, but the preconceived aversion immediately made her explain to herself: “See how long you can hold…”
The disheveled youngster quickly rushed to ask his people to come to Brando, and replied breathlessly: “Sir, I know, just in the direction of Zhengnan, there are less than three streets.”
Brando looked over there, and before that he had researched Lucita’s regional terrain a bit, and immediately asked: “That is the east side of December Square, where there is a dwarf-opening weapons workshop, right? ”
Everyone couldn’t help but look at Brando with amazement. I didn’t expect a foreigner to know Lucita so much. If it wasn’t a big man, many of them didn’t know there was a weapons store there, and even a big man himself, right. The Boss of the weapons workshop knows very little.
“Yes, yes,” the young believer replied quickly and asked: “Adult, you need me to lead the way, I am not afraid of danger.”
Brando glanced at him and shook his head, thinking that you were not afraid of danger, but I had to beware that you were a Black Flame Cultists. Moreover, he did not use it.
He was slightly indulged for a moment, and it seemed to hesitate in the eyes of the people. The sorrowful color in the eyes of the thick eyebrow girl became more and more obvious. Even the young believers on the side sank, thinking that the Lord Thane was really planning to escape. ?
However, the latter also slightly agreed, after all is the evil spirit Frederick. That is a god of genuine – just like them, what can be done as a mortal in the past?