Chapter 432: Act 134: Romantic’s 2 Plans (Part 2) (Second Update)
“Willing to talk to now?” he asked.
As for Antitina’s question—Brand glanced at the local people who looked like refugees and was not surprised. Here, even life itself is a fragile and worthless thing. Antitina would probably never imagine that in so places, you can exchange for a boy with the price of a sheep, and if it’s a girl, the price would be even lower.
With a little bit of power or strength, you can trample on the existence of others at will. Both robbers and lords kill people, the difference is one does it outside the city walls, the other inside. Even if you kill soone in the street, you just need to compensate the local lord with a bit of money to settle it—in darker terms, he might even want you to kill one or two more.
Because in the eyes of so lords, solid gold coins are far more lovable than those people who still need money to be kept alive.
Antitina was slightly stunned.
She thought Brand was dissatisfied with her earlier behavior. Although she felt so grievance in her heart, she still lowered her head and replied, “…I’m sorry, my lord, I was too willful.”
Brand spread his hands, “You misunderstood, I never blad you, Miss Antitina.”
The noble daughter glanced up at him, as if to confirm the truth of his words. But then she lowered her head again and remained silent.
“As for our territory, we still have to head further south.” Brand added.
“Further south?”
This ti, Antitina was really stunned. “Leaving Tonyger, that would be the wilderness.”
“Have you heard of the Pioneer Knights, Antitina?” Brand asked.
“Ah—”
This noble lady couldn’t help but exclaim. How could she not know. Those young nobles and knights without territorial inheritance, receive the right from the Fla Temple to open up new lands for the kingdom, bringing a few servants to the wilderness to carve out a brand new territory with their own strength. Such stories sound like fairy tales from old bedti stories. But she never would have imagined that such a legend would happen to her. At first, she felt a bit of panic. After all, the idea of opening up territory in the wild sounds admirable, but it is actually an extrely dangerous undertaking. Such thankless tasks had not been attended to in Erune for one or two hundred years. Therefore, at this mont, it all seed more like a fantasy.
But she quickly cald down. What is danger compared to living in the dilapidated old house in Brags with no light of day, similar to the life of these locals? At least in the latter, there is so hope. Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but glance at Brandon again—Pioneer Knight, such a title in Erune sounded like those classical heroes, full of pioneering spirit. Although dangerous, it is romantic. Moreover, in every aspect, this lord perfectly fits her best standards.
It is just unfortunate that he already has a lover.
Antitina lowered her eyelashes, feeling sowhat moved.
She then looked at the Romantic beside her. This rchant Lady, after running around recklessly on dangerous battlefields twice, had been thoroughly educated by Brand, and was currently behaving herself. However, at the mont, her gaze was curiously set on another side, and she chirped, “Brand, look over there—”
This lady seed to have an innate ability to attract everyone’s attention, causing Antitina and Brand to turn their heads involuntarily and look in the direction she was pointing.
There were many foreign travelers on the street, just like them—
In fact, since Brand caused that earth-shattering divine artifact reaction last month, rumors had spread in bars and inns everywhere about a divine artifact appearing in Jandener. Bards carried these news north, and adventurers flocked in hopes of striking it rich. rcenaries, explorers, and not to ntion those bounty hunters sensitive to the scent of opportunity, packed their bags and gathered here.
Even the Star and Moon Council and the Black Tower Wizards sent spies, the nobles, although concerned about the looming situation in Erune, still dispatched their own scouts. For a while, Jandener, ahead of Graf (Princess Regent’s territory), beca a place filled with turbulent convergences.
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