“Of course, we have to talk about credit, but the loopholes in the text can also be drilled, isn’t that so?” Romaine smiled.
“Cut.” For a moment, suddenly buzzing.
But the miss merchant didn’t care at all, she let the sailors put up the springboard before they came to Brando. Proudly compared to an ‘ok’ gesture.
Brando was unmoved, grabbing her little nose and then said to Jutta on the side: “Is everything on board?”
Jutta nodded: “Hey and Gargoyle are all loaded, but Lord Thane, Gargoyle is not much left, if Dragon beast is attacking again…”
“They will definitely come again. The one behind us should be Modesty, I know her character very well.” Brando glanced at the Great Plains under the night. The scattered stardust is dotted on the dark screen, but the most dazzling. It is also the constellation of Dragon King Bahamut in the eastern sky. It is dark in the majestic star map. It is said that before the War of the Holy Saints, it is a constellation of Dragon of Darkness.
It has fallen for thousands of years –
“Hey,” Romaine raised his brow. Holding her head up and trying to get rid of Brando’s claws, but she has a poor little witch, how could it be Brando’s warrior opponent. Not too long, I looked at this abominable guy with tears: “Brando. You will bite you if you don’t let go.”
As if to enhance the persuasiveness of this threat, Miss merchant also revealed a white and pointed little tiger tooth.
Brando lightly smiled, this is let go, the latter quickly retreat a step, licking the red nose, staring at the guy with vigilance.
“Can they catch up with us?” Jutta asked, looking at the little couple with interest.
“Yes, Dragon beast is much faster than the oldest frigates, plus we are carrying refugees,” Brando replied.
“Then we will, now, will they catch up with us at sea?” Jutta frowned.
“It doesn’t matter.” Brando thought Modesty might have personally entered the battle after learning that the Buga had intervened, but he calmly replied: “They can’t stop us, Jutta, you tell Ciel and Marjorie that they are there. The drawing room, yes, and that fatty.”
Jutta nodded, just about to leave, Brando stopped her again: “Wait.”
“What’s wrong?” The female mercenary commander looked back puzzledly.
“Jutta,” Brando hesitated, asking: “I remember you seem to know my grandfather.”
Jutta was slightly startled, and then she reacted. Her nephew was bright and some replied: “Yes, Lord Thane, in Aouine, how could someone not know your grandfather. Darus, in that era, he was One of the kingdom’s double walls, but…” She looked at one’s own Lord Thane with some appreciation, thinking that this is probably noble so-called family inheritance, both grandparents and grandchildren are so excellent.
But why do some nobles decay from generation to generation? She is not the first time to wonder about this issue, just can’t think of an answer.
“But what?”
Jutta seemed to be determined for a while before she decided to continue the problem. She replied: “But the age of your grandfather’s fame, I haven’t been born yet. In fact… I actually saw him, or he lived in seclusion. After that. Adults…” She looked at the youngster in front of her and replied: “You know, it’s near Bruglas. In fact, I have seen adults at that time.”
“What!?” Brando was shocked. He never dreamed that he had such a relationship with the female mercenary commander.
“…The adults still remember that I told you about my past,” recalling the things that happened before, Jutta’s voice could not help but sink down: “I and my younger sister, then the adventurer, then the noble Persecution, I had to go around in exile. Later, the adult, your grandfather saved my life, but unfortunately, my younger sister, she was not so good, and did not support that time. At that time, I met adults and your grandfather. ”
She couldn’t help but smile softly, compared to a height: “At that time, you are only so tall.”
Brando stunned and reacted. It seems that there is such a thing in memory, but before Jutta mentioned it, it was just a small episode in his childhood memory that’s all, which had already been blurred. He took a deep look at the female mercenary commander: “Are you recognized at the beginning?”
Jutta shook his head. “It was a long time later. I realized that the old man was the famous Sword Saint Darus. Later I deliberately collected some of his news, but I didn’t dare to preach it. Later I met adults. At the time, I didn’t recognize the adult at first. After all, the adult was still so small at the time,” she couldn’t help but smile. “Who can think of the cute little guy at that time, even grows up to the top. The man is, compared to the grown-up, I really can’t do anything, then…”
“later?”
“It was after the incident in the underground town of Shafrende that I confirmed the identity of the grown-up from Curran. From then on, I decided to follow the adults.” The female mercenary commander recalled with some emotions. She subconsciously took a look at one’s own sabre.
“Adult,” she raises head: “What else?”
Brando shook his head, and it was a pity that he had a heart. He wanted to learn about one’s own grandfather from Jutta. I didn’t expect the other person to know more than him. “Nothing,” he replied. “Go, Jutta, thank you.”
“This is my honor, darling,” the female mercenary commander replied with a smile, suddenly remembering what it looked like, and asked: “Right, adults, are you aunt she is okay?”
“I am aunt?” Brando snorted. On the other side of Callas, there were a couple of aunts on his mother’s side, but Katrieg had very few contacts with their family. He had never seen the relatives in the past, for a Moment Do not understand why Jutta will suddenly ask this question.
“Yeah, the lady who was with your grandfather at the time, said the first to save me, or her,” Jutta replied: “I haven’t seen that kind lady for a long time, and I have been I can’t find a chance to thank her.”
“what?”
Brando was dumbfounded, because there was no such person in his memory. He couldn’t help but lick his forehead. For a moment, he wondered if he was too vague in memory and missed a lot of details. He only remembers that he was practicing swords at the sawmill near the river. It was one’s own grandfather who saved a woman. As for Jutta, he couldn’t remember it. As for whether there was a woman at the time. Then it is even more difficult to talk about.
However, in his memory, he only remembers that there are not many outsiders who are dealing with his own family. Apart from some friends in his father’s business, one’s own grandfather basically has no communication, and he supervises his sword every day.
Could it be that is he remembering it wrong?
Brando couldn’t help but lick his forehead with a headache.
“Lord Thane?” Jutta glanced at him with some concern.
“Nothing,” Brando shook his head. “I am aunt her… um, okay, I will take you to see her next time.”
Female mercenary commander This is satisfied with the nodded, but did not hear the meaning of perfunctory.
……
The entire fleet has no lights, like a dark fish, floating above the night sky. The moonlight occasionally passes through the clouds, sweeping the clear water to the undulating sea, and also reflects the fleet’s shadow on the waves. Silver’s sails are dark and dark, like silver light flashing, the entire fleet rummaging in the air, but the more so, the night is more and more silent, the entire vast sky of the inland sea seems to be shrouded in this Under a different kind of atmosphere.
The indoor air in the drawing was also somewhat silent. Several large maps of the empire and the map of the surrounding area of the submarine sea were spread out on the table, with a black leather sheathed dagger on one side and a six-pointed on the other. Instrument or something similar. There were several chairs at the table, Marjorie, Ciel, Ivoram, Orkens Count and another spokesperson who was nominated by nobles sitting around the table. Brando sat at the top, standing behind the sword’s female mercenary commander Jutta and the Scippamira with the scepter.