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Lasmeque’s voice was charming and sweet, but Brando couldn’t help but wrinkle his brows deeper. He even felt a few envious eyes from the time that he went to Ampere Searl’s World War. It’s not long at the moment, but this war involves the intrigue between Holy Cathedral and Aouinian, as well as several behemoths inside the empire, and even the eye-catching vocabulary of ‘demon invasion’, so the district has been in the semi-annual The empire’s noble is familiar, and the young noble of the Aouine Princess’ subordinate Legendary in that war is naturally no stranger to them. Lasmeque is talking about who they know.

It is embarrassing to be grateful for such a beautiful woman.

Only Brando himself is still frowns, and thanks to a Medusa, it doesn’t sound too good. Although Lasmeque describes herself as a weak woman who is weak, but Brando is very calm, and the parent family under the Underground. The crowds don’t necessarily see themselves as good people. The World has another name for them: the Banshee, which is meant to describe the indifference and selfishness of these creatures, and likes to play with crafty plots and machinations.

In particular, he also knows that although these guys are not in a relationship with the ashamed Dark Elf, the culture of the two is like a lineage. Excluding the conflicts above the beliefs, the character is a shackle.

Of course, this is not really unusual, because it is the basic Laws for the survival of Underground World. In the dark underground, calculating each other is as common as cooking.

“She had been inquiring about your affairs to His Highness Halutz very early.” At this time, Nemesis whispered after looking at the direction.

Brando slightly startled, probably did not expect Nemesis to take the initiative to remind himself, can not help but some flattered and asked: “How can you let this woman beside Little Prince. She is obviously speculative.”

“It was the decision of His Royal High Prince, and Her Highness the Princess did not object.”

Brando looked back at her with amazement: “You have no objection?”

Nemesis stared at his eyes and didn’t answer.

“I understand, this is your attitude as a minister, but I don’t think so.” Brando could not help but shook his head.

“So in the looklist, you are also ill-conceived.” Nemesis replied flatly.

Brando took a moment to understand that this is the Dame Upperclasswoman reminding herself without any trace: Yes, no matter how it fits into this World, he is him. Sophie’s half soul makes him incompatible with many people on this World, but Brando is not going to change, he wants to change this World, and this ancient kingdom. “It’s not necessarily the right thing to do, I don’t want to repeat the same mistakes.” He replied softly.

“whatever.”

In exchange for such an answer.

When Brando looked back again, he looked at Lasmeque with a vigilant look. The latter apparently noticed his eyes, but did not care. Still smiling with kindness, looking at him from afar. The double-sided pupil has a deep meaning, as if with an inscrutable meaning. Brando slightly frowned, but to his surprise, Lasmeque did not come in this direction, but turned away after a moment, as if everything before was really just a gratitude.

“Is this a slap in the face?” Brando was a bit stunned. However, if this is really the woman’s attempt, then she would have hoped that it would fail, because at this moment he did not have the heart to question the other’s intentions, not to mention that he did not worry about what the woman could play alone if he was rushing to him. He naturally won’t be afraid of anything. If he went to Little Prince or Eldest Princess, he believed that the upperclasswoman would not be unaware.

And it was at this moment that he felt a slight heat in his hand, and he quickly spread out the palm of his hand with a Magic Rune that he had previously with Ciel’s messaging.

……

After a few moments, Brando looked back seriously and his eyes fell on Orkens Count. The latter obviously noticed the use of communication before Brando. Although it was Kirrlutz noble, after all, he was in a high position. He was barely able to think that a few of these people had a long-term vision. Others may still have The mood is drunk, but Orkens understands what kind of situation they are facing now, especially since he almost fell on the hands of Gorgon Ravine, and that experience doesn’t want to come again, so when Brando’s eyes fall on him, this one The majestic Lord Count immediately took the lead and said, “Walth, come over.”

Voras Viscount heard this call and immediately fell into a shivered, respectfully came to Brando and whispered, “What is the command, Lord Count.”

Brando couldn’t help but cast an appreciative look on Orkens Count before he replied: “My wizards are ready, please let Lord Viscount lead us to the dock area, Troglodyte will use this as a rear, obviously not let Leeuwin Hong Kong has been in the hands of the Empire for too long, and our time is running out.”