Black Dragon Code

"You said, he wanted to come to the battlefield in person and visit me?"

After sending Targrian away, Nina immediately returned to the lord's mansion, arrived in the study, crushed a communication crystal, resonated with him, and began talking with Earl Brando.

"Yes, father."

Nana nodded: "It appears that he doesn't trust me, and wants to meet with you, it seems that he intends to sign a covenant with Lord Kaki."

"The aristocracy of the trading city state, oh, it seems that those guys have dealt too much with the merchants, and it seems that only what is written on the paper is binding."

Count Brando sneered, then turned to look at Roy beside him: "What do you think?"

"Unless we send someone to the free trade city-state and the Bulu Empire, we can find out that there is such a person, and the first name and last name are exactly the same, we can trust."

There was no expression on Roy's face: "He said that he had met the heads of Tamushan and Emperor Enricil. This is not a trivial matter, and everyone should know that it is not difficult to find some evidence."

Nena stayed in touch with them all the time, so Roy and Count Brando knew what Count Tangrian had done, and all the details.

"But we don't have friends in the south, let alone a division's teleportation spell, we can't cross such a long distance, we have to spend a lot of money to create a physical portal."

"We don't have that energy and time," Nana explained.

"Furthermore, the behavior of that guy cannot be a spy and an assassin of the Rhineland. My eyes can't be wrong. The Rhineland can't hire such an orthodox nobleman."

Although he and his younger brother are not close to each other, they are not confrontational, they are in harmony with each other, and it is more objective to discuss issues.

"I know it can't be the Rhine. I'm worried about the Black Dragon."

Roy lowered his head and fiddled with his gloves, and said softly, "Green hasn't heard for so long. The contract with the poisonous mother has long since disappeared. The 400-year-old green dragon is now either imprisoned or dead."

"Anyway, that black dragon is really back and winning the war with the green dragon."

Roy said, turning to Count Brando: "Father, you said that smart people are good for everything, and I can't agree more on that."

"But that black dragon, it's different."

"Seven years ago, I let all the soldiers go to death, and the highly venomous mother arrived at the battlefield to take the shot herself, but there was a scene in that battle where I remembered particularly deeply and found that the attack was invalid, and I could not even hurt In this case, the black dragon did not abandon its dependents and fled, but chose to stand with the orcs and werewolves. "

Roy frowned and recalled the details: "What's more puzzling is that it is standing in front of the orcs and wolves."

"This means that if the old dog didn't stand up at the end, once the Green Capital Army launched the charge, the Black Dragon would be the first to be surrounded and in danger."

"Later, the more I thought about it, the more I felt wrong. Such a move cannot be done by all the five-colored dragons and even most human nobles, which is enough to prove that it is unique."

"Father, you say that under normal circumstances, a smart black dragon will definitely not rashly launch an attack, but choose to let us do internal friction. That's right, but I think that black dragon does not belong to the normal situation. After solving the green capital, It is likely to retaliate directly against us. "

"What if the Targaryan was disguised by the black dragon and disguised in the Northlands?"

"In this way, Count Tangrian's wealthy enemy nation can make a lot of money, and the capital of the Green Capital is enough to support it.

Roy concluded: "I don't trust him, and at this time we must be vigilant."

"But the dragons all depend on their wealth." Nina was anxious. "They can't ..."

"My stupid brother, in Eladia, nothing is impossible."

Roy stared at his brother's eyes and said, "You've never seen it, so you don't know how terrible it is, but I've seen it."

"After seven years, it defeated the Poisonous Mother, proving that its power has grown to an incredible degree."

Roy made no secret of his vigilance, and could even be said to be intimidated: "If the black dragon is really in disguise, as soon as we meet, we will die."

"I don't want to bet my life."

Although the ancient **** that his father believed in brought a lot of mysterious abilities to Brando, he never responded to them and never gave them any real strength.

If the Black Dragon really strikes, they will not survive if they find a hiding place.

After Roy's fierce opposition, Nina had no choice but to turn his eyes to his father, waiting for the decision of Earl Brando.

"That's right."

Count Brando looked at Roy with a smile and admired: "It seems that this battle has made you grow a lot, and you will be able to stand on your own in the future."

"but."

He said one, but his face calmed down, and he knocked gently on the square table: "But you also have to take into account the real needs of Brando today. . "

"Remember, don't give up a rare opportunity because of possible guesswork."

Talking ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Earl Brando nodded to his eldest son: "Nena, tell the Earl Targaryen, I agree to receive his visit."

"father!"

Roy's eyes were wide and unbelievable, and his tone could not help becoming higher by two degrees. Before that, he had made the cause and effect clear and his interests clear. He did not expect that his father would eventually do this. Decide.

Hearing the whisper of the second son, Count Brando did not turn back, but just waved his hand, stopped Roy, and continued to say to Nena: "But you tell him, considering the need for confidentiality during the war, we Only allow him to go and come under your escort. "

"Clarify this premise and ask the Count Targrien if you agree. Then tell me his choice."

This concludes Count Brando's exhortation.

After listening to it, Nina was still a bit unclear, but Roy reacted immediately, and suddenly realized: "Just do it!"

A truly noble grand aristocrat will never agree to such harsh and unreasonable requirements, and whether he has magical or magical objects sheltering him, he will never leave himself free to be controlled by others.

Moreover, under normal circumstances, the nobles would feel despised, and in order to maintain the dignity and status of the nobles, they would refuse such requests.

But if, the so-called Count Targrian, the true identity is the black dragon who infiltrated the vengeance of the northern kingdoms, I am afraid that he will only nod immediately and promise to reveal his feet.

True or false, try it out.