The soldiers saw the young man straighten up and hurriedly moved to press him down. They looked at their Lord with questioning eyes and asked, "My Lord, should we take this guy away?"
Brand looked at the young man. He knew this was the second son of Sir Min Tai, but it amused him to think that the old, uptight gentleman had such an interesting son.
He had already changed his mind and shook his head. "Let him go."
Let him go? The soldiers were stunned and looked at each other in confusion.
"Let him go," Brand repeated.
The soldiers then untied the rough hemp rope bound around Caglis's hands. The young man frowned and rubbed his wrist with a grimace—though the soldiers hadn't beaten him, they hadn't treated him gently either.
Looking at the bright red marks on his snow-white wrists, he couldn't help but frown even harder.
However, more than this, the young man was concerned with Brand's intentions. He looked up, staring at Brand with his light grey eyes for a mont and then asked, "Are you really the...?"
"Are you trying to say, the leader of the mob?"
"I wouldn't dare." The young man smiled awkwardly.
In truth, he felt incredibly surprised. Caglis just realized that Brand was a young man of about his own age. Not only did he far surpass him in swordsmanship, of which he was so proud, but he was also the leader of such a large group of people.
Looking at Brand, he felt increasingly that his past ten-plus years had been wasted. Just like Pallas had earnestly told him, staying cooped up in the small place of Tonyger had ultimately limited his own abilities.
"But I am quite curious," Caglis rubbed his wrist and asked, "Why did you untie ?"
"If I said it was to have you serve , would you believe ?" Brand asked.
"No," the young man shook his head, "Why should I serve you?"
"Then if I said I am a secret envoy sent by Princess Griffith Corcovado Odefis to establish a secret base here to counterbalance Count Rangdenier, would you believe ?"
At this, not only Caglis but also Kulan beside him stared at Brand in shock. The young man seed entirely unbelieving, looking at Brand as if he were crazy, but the old man's gaze had a hint of awakening. He thought of the relationship between Tobus and the Kerkova Royal Family and then considered Brand's actions over these past days. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this young man's words might not be so unreliable.
At least part of it wasn't a lie.
"This joke isn't funny at all," Caglis said, frowning, "But considering you are the Lord here, I will say it's barely acceptable..."
Brand smiled slightly and took out a silver brooch from his chest. "This brooch is called the Silver Shield Emblem, a token of the Royal Knights."
The young man was stunned for a mont, "How do I know you're not deceiving ?"
Kulan was also sowhat dubious. He had indeed heard of the Silver Shield Emblem, but whether the one in Brand's hand was genuine was uncertain. However, the more the old man suspected, the more he believed that part of what Brand said might be the truth.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that this obviously well-trained mob eliminated Gruding?
Brand put away the brooch. In fact, the brooch was genuine and was sent along with a private letter from the Princess. The letter was very simple, mainly indicating that the Royal Family appreciated young people like him, without ntioning anything else.
It was just a routine reply, perfectly worded, making even the so-called handwritten letter from Princess Griffeyn worthless.
But this young Lord still cherished it, keeping the letter carefully. Antitina couldn't understand this at all, complaining that only this fool couldn't see the Kerkova Royal Family's stinginess.
But even Brand could see it. Only, back then, that Regent Princess had been the dream lover of many young n—though most eventually realized such admiration was rely youthful longing, that most sincere mory in the heart couldn't be let go of.
Especially when the handwritten letter from the now-deceased Princess once again lay on his desk, to say he wasn't excited would certainly be a lie.
"Alright, let's set that aside," Brand said, "I've heard a bit about you. I heard you were planning to take a few servants north to respond to the Princess's call to revive the Kerkova Dynasty?"
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