Vol 3 Chapter 283

The horseshoes of the royal knights drifted away at night, and the manor finally returned to peace.

Brando saw the young Earl frown frantically in that direction, and the teenager turned back and looked at him. The bright moonlight sprinkled on this soft face with a thoughtful God sè, Dilferi asked in a pointed way: "Do you seem to know them?"

Brando did not intend to talk frankly about his identity. He raised the hood that had previously covered his face, and smiled mysteriously at the other party.

"Hum" Dilferi snorted softly. He glanced at the messy, structure-only house next to him. "In short, thank you for your help, the Lord of Yanbao will never break his word. But Martha will look at everyone in the sky in the sky and hope that gentlemen will remember yours. committed to."

"You will never be implicated, please rest assured," Brando reassured the teenager.

Dilferi looked at them suspiciously. "Who are you dealing with?"

Brando laughed without answering.

"You can't reassure me like that, sir." Dilferi bite Chun and said angrily.

"Then we will be separated after entering the venue."

"But the temple will eventually find out that you entered with us."

This is a problem. Brando thought that the Earl was really attentive. He glanced back at Shire, and Sher shrugged. Everyone knows that the temple is not a manor house in the countryside. It doesn't rely on any illusions. It may have been hidden from the monks' eyes, unless it was Martha. Brando was silent for a moment, and replied, "Well, if that is the step; if necessary. You can say that we were coerced--"

Dilferi froze slightly.

He looked at them curiously. I can hardly believe that this is what a group of ferocious invaders would say: "Kidnapping the aristocracy, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

"If you're afraid, you won't come." Brando smiled slightly.

"But you can threaten me to seal, you have my handle on your hands," Dilferi frowned, and looked at them puzzledly "isn't it?"

"Can I understand that you are teaching us how to coerce you. Lord Earl?" Brando couldn't help but ask a little funny.

"No ... no ..." The boy blushed. "Just ..."

"Just don't you understand?" Brando smiled. In fact, he never thought that there was anything to cover up in his actions, but he didn't want to be extravagant. If the temple insists on tracing to the end, let it come. He dares to come to Ampelsel to spoil the situation, but he already has the best plan in mind.

The worst result was nothing more than confrontation with the Temple of Fire, and Eruin hadn't done it before, and there had been many battles between the former King Ek and the Temple of Fire. He also has support. Brando believes that Otales will not die. Besides, the temple after the wind must be happy to light a fire in the backyard of the temple of the flames.

Thinking of this, Brando couldn't help but smile scornfully, whether it was Eruin in the Temple of Fire or Eruin in the Temple after the Wind. Eruin is Eruin. After making a decision in his heart, there is no need to change it.

He waved his hand: "Whether it's set or not, it's just because there is no habit of taking risks."

"Say this ..." Dilferi looked at Brando's party with some complex thought, wondering if this was a lunatic. Don't they know how serious it is to abduct an aristocracy in a blatant manner within the control of the temple? He grew up in an aristocratic family since he was a child. He received the best etiquette education. He was familiar with the noble manners of nobles. He had never seen or thought of such crazy things. Living.

"How's it, Lord?"

"Okay ... I ..." Dilferi sweated, and somehow his heart jumped up: "I see. Let's make an agreement, under the testimony of Lord Martha ... please rest assured that if ... not until the last minute, I will not confess you, you are the most gentleman I have ever seen ... a robber. "

Brando was amused again, thinking that the young earl was really interesting. "Have you ever seen many robbers, Lord Earl?"

"No ... no, I've seen some in the border." Dilferi realized that he had said something wrong, and quickly blushed.

Brando smiled. "So pleasant cooperation, Lord Earl."

In the past sixteen years of life, Dilferi never imagined that he would cooperate with a group of uninvited uninvited guests-or the robbers in the forest-he thinks Brando and others like that. Of identity, but somehow he didn't seem to be so unwilling. He couldn't help but look at his two female knights, Nia, and the swordsman Ronin. The knight was unhappy, and Ronin just spread his hand.

"So cooperation ... please."

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"You huo have a good heart, sir." On the way home, Shire couldn't help saying that, he couldn't hear whether it was a compliment or a sincere admiration. He told Antitina and Roman about the 'story' of the trip on the way, and couldn't help saying this when he talked about the negotiation between his Lord Lord and the young Earl of Yanbao.

"I'm humorous?" Brando rode on his horse and wrapped his hands around the young lady sitting in front of her. She couldn't help tilting her head: "When will I be humorous? Are you talking about Andrea?

"Hum!" The vampire riding on another horse not far away couldn't help humming. She rode a pure black warhorse with a high headed horse. This was the face she chose to choose.

"No, no, no meaning." Charr explained quickly as he sat on a brown-brown sè, and said: "I want to say that the adult took the record crystal at that time, it was just right, and he captured the man perfectly. The Earl's last psychological line of defense reminds me of the Nokson on the high ground. You should have heard that the Nokson is synonymous with the famous jiān merchant in Karasu. "

"Where is the Nokson synonymous with jiān quotient, not just in Karasu, but also. You can't be better?" Brando answered angrily.

"But then again. I remember where the record crystals made by the territory seemed to be kept in Miss Antinina?" Sucker asked suddenly, "Master Lord, how on earth did you want to find Miss Antitina? Such a thing? Does the adult know that the Earl is studying psychic magic? "

"Record the crystal?" Brando took out a crystal ball. "You mean this?" He smiled, and threw the crystal ball into the grass on the side of the road.

"My lord?" Tiger Bird frowned.

Roman, who was sitting in front of Brando at this time, finally couldn't help giggling. She leaned back slightly and then raised her head, leaning the small soft back on Brando's xiong's chamber, leaning her head on Brando's body and smiling with a smile: "That's not a record crystal, it's evening What a terrible crystal ball I bought at that time, that bad-minded businessman even used a glass ball to deceive people. There is no professional ethics! "

"Ah?" Hu Que paused.

"No, no," Shire shook his head: "As a business man, that guy is still very professional."

"That's what it is," Romain immediately agreed.

"But I did not expect that the Yanbao family did not complete like this." Shire shrugged, and became serious: "Even a decent heir could not be found, presumably if there is an old guy who can support the scene, don't Will such a simple little princess come to Ampelsel alone? "

"Little princess?" Antitina was puzzled.

"It's Miss Count." Brando shook his head, his willpower was too high, and simple illusions could not affect his mind at all. He and Shire actually saw Dilferi's disguise at a glance. I am afraid that only the young Earl did not know it. However, as Charles said, the Yanbao family asked such a young lady to come to Ampersel to participate in the meeting between the nobles. It must be that they had encountered some trouble and then contacted Dilferi's series of actions. It is not difficult to draw conclusions. But now is not the time to go around, no matter who the other party is, as long as they can take them into the venue of the nobles.

Thinking of this, he turned to Fro and said, "Where did you get the demon's relic and what did you find?"

Frow glanced at him, then took out a large clear yellow metal armband with the thickness of the thumb. It is engraved with some strange huā patterns like flame patterns-but anyone who knows these huā patterns can point out at a glance that this is actually a kind of **** script-it records the eleventh layer of engraving **** The full text of the demon contract on the sulfur stone.

"Devil's armband!" Brando couldn't help crying at the sight of the metallic armband of Chenghuang. Legend has it that the high-end demons in **** used to control and control the lower demons. Props, this rumor was passed on by word from the Witches of Bunosun, although no one has ever verified its authenticity. However, with this gold armband as a medium, players who are good at psychics can indeed sign contracts with certain beings in the lower world. This is a rare and extremely valuable item in the game.

But the point is, this thing is a hot potato in the sword of Amber. There is no auction site here, even if it is placed on the underground black market, who dares to buy such things blatantly. Although Brando knew in his heart that this thing was valuable, he couldn't find a better way to sell it. You can't do business with cults? Brando didn't think he was crazy.

He took the thing over and over and looked at it several times. He didn't use the demon armband, as long as he transferred to the summoner. But there is another problem here. The demon summoned by a mortal armband is not the servant in the usual sense, but the owner of the armband. Although Brando knows that many demon lords in the fierce **** will use this demon arm ring, but from the lowest order demon lord to the top twelve demon lords, no one knows the hand. What the **** will be summoned by this thing.

If there is a kind of existence such as summoning the greedy king, the deceiver or the demon fu lord, it may be possible to make a transaction. The most horrible existence in China, the summoner himself must be dead, and even immediately cause a war between purgatory and the world. Brando remembers that some players have made this kind of aircraft before, which has triggered a huge story chain.

He looked at this thing for a long time, and finally managed to suppress the curiosity that belonged to the player in his heart, curiosity killed the cat, Brando knew this. He carefully put this thing into the dimension hole, and decided not to care about it for the time being, after all, he felt that if he was not good enough in terms of his face's blackness, he would summon the Lord of Purgatory Arkanto.

However, when Frowt saw his strange behavior, he couldn't help but ask, "What's this?"

"A time bomb."

Brando replied somewhat helplessly. !! .