Firefly obediently followed Joshua's words and sat in a seat beside him.

Facing the warrior who had already begun to recall the memories, the silver-haired girl sighed softly, but she was not worried about her master's sudden distraction.

Because he always does this.

Perhaps Miss Shenji had just been born not long ago and did not understand her master's true character and usual habits. However, based on her experience after she signed a contract with the black-haired warrior, Ying knew that Joshua often talked like she did now, and was suddenly thinking about something because of some unknown reasons.

At this time, the warrior was silent like a stone, like a statue, so quiet that it was impossible to imagine how hot he was when fighting, like lava, bursting and burning, burning.

Sometimes I really don’t know how these two completely different images can overlap...

Miss Shenji didn't know the reason, nor did she want to know it very much. Anyway, it would be right to follow the master, and there was no need to think so much.

"I really want to fight him."

Suddenly, a feeling of emotion came from beside me.

You don’t have to think about Ying, you know that the “he” in his master’s words, if there is no surprise, it should be the golden swordsman before.

Although he didn't like the swordsman very much for some subtle reasons, the silver-haired girl had to admit that the other party was not weak, especially when Brandon was looking for the hidden figure of the golden monster in the sky, the pair of red and blue eyes... Even if he was not looked directly, he felt that he was completely seen through and seemed to be killed at any time.

That is the eye that is protected by order and has seen through all weaknesses.

And Joshua's feeling of talking to himself continues.

"The future sword saint, even now, will definitely not be bad. When the beast tide is over, if he has time, he will indeed have to discuss it and experience the legendary death..."

However, before he could finish speaking, light footsteps came from outside the reception room.

After the door opened, a maid wearing a white servant appeared at the door. She was holding a set of hunting suits that were common during aristocrats hunting, looking inside with some restraint.

"This...master...master, your...clothes are here."

The maid looked at the black-haired and red-eyed warrior sitting on the chair, as if she was thinking, and suddenly she felt all kinds of illusions appearing in front of her. She knew that this person who traveled thousands of miles to help was worthy of respect, but in her eyes, the person sitting there seemed to be the gathering of objects and things that she feared most in her life, and terrible waves were heard.

The hand was slightly shaken, and the maid couldn't help swallowing nervously, and said with a trembling voice: "This is Mr. Brandon, I haven't used it yet. I've prepared it when I went to winter hunting, and I was going to be with my wife before..."

"Thank you, just put your clothes on the chair here."

The other party's confusing conversation was interrupted, and the soldier instructed the other party to put his clothes on a chair not far from the door.

Looking at the maid in front of him who seemed to be at a loss because of his direct gaze, and seemed to be fainting as if she was about to be nervous, Joshua sighed in his heart.

(Is it because of the previous battle that I got something about intimidation value? This attitude was obviously already at the level of fear aura when I met for the first time.)

After putting down his clothes, the maid bowed in a hurry, then trotted all the way and left here.

(Anotherwise, the maid named Ye is really not an ordinary person. Others have never seen blood. People who have no courage in their hearts probably look like this when they see him. However, the other party treats the warriors with an attitude of looking at ordinary people. They keep calm and leave no sense of voice. And judging from the other party's attitude towards Brandon, they must be more than just a maid.)

Thinking of this in his heart, Joshua walked over and picked up the clothes placed on the chair. His muscles contracted. Then, he shook, and wiped away the remaining dust and blood scabs and broken iron embers on his body, and simply put on the clothes in his hand.

...It was a little tight. Brandon's clothes were at least one size smaller than him. The warrior estimated that as long as he used his muscles, he would probably have the effect of bursting clothes.

There is still no news about the countess of Brandon and Scarrant's house, but Joshua doesn't care about such a little time. Anyway, it's very comfortable here, so it's not bad to sit for a while.

I waited quietly for a while, and after a while, as the sound of footsteps sounded unsteady, the door of the reception room opened.

A lady who looked a little weak walked in with the careful support of the blonde swordsman.

She has long violet hair and although her face looks a little young and can even be called a girl, her expression between her eyebrows is extremely mature and reveals an unconcealable fatigue.

She looked at Joshua, who was originally sitting in the seat and now standing up. After saluting each other, she whispered: "Joshua Radcliffe, the Earl of Moldavia, thank you for coming to help my territory withstand the dark tide... Your courage and virtue shine like stars. Please be sure to accept the highest respect of the Scalant family, I, Veldanni."

"It's not just to help you, I'm here for another purpose."

Shaking his head, without the habit of being polite, Joshua simply told the truth: "If it weren't for the Black Tide's breakthrough to the Moldova Fortress, it would have an impact on my territory, and I wouldn't have come here so quickly."

"At least you are willing to come here, no matter how sooner or later, this is better than most people."

As the Zifa Mage spoke, the warrior's eyes subconsciously swept over the two of them. His overflowing combat instinct immediately began to analyze the status of the golden mage in front of him, and easily saw countless flaws on the other party.

——The distance between the two sides was 8.71 meters, the other party had no armor, the spells were dim, and there were no secret magic weapons. Brandon and Villdanni were both very tired, and their reaction speed delays were 0.31 and 0.91 seconds respectively. They were not wary when facing me.

If a surprise attack is carried out, there may be a moment of shock, and may be able to directly kill it at a certain price.

Brandon was concentrating on protecting Villdanni, but because of this, his ability to react to the sudden attack towards him will be reduced. You can try to start with the attack at the beginning.

Although it was just an instinctive analysis, Brandon and Villdanni subconsciously felt a cold current flowing by. They were clearly in the warm room of the reception room, but just now they were as if they were suddenly in the snow and ice of minus 30 degrees below the suburbs, and were peeped at by powerful beasts.

They naturally discovered that this sense of threat came from the warriors in front of them, and they all frowned and looked at him with confusion.

"It's rude."

All thoughts only happened in a moment. Joshua reacted. He shook his head and apologized: "Because the two of them are not in good condition, they subconsciously have..."

Impulse to attack? Desire to attack? Preparation to combat?

After thinking about the words, I thought about it for a long time and felt that it was too much. The soldier simply stopped talking and shook his head.

"It's nothing. It's better to say that as a warrior, you have such a strong desire to attack, which is a good thing."

Looking at the Golden Swordsman, the purple-haired Countess coughed, and then Brandon replied, shrugging, "I occasionally try out because I meet an opponent worth fighting, it doesn't matter."

Now that the fortress is blocked by the beast tide, the stronger the help, the better, and the greater the attack, the better. This black-haired warrior is strong. Although he doesn't look like a good person, he is not the kind of evil person who will attack his own people.

"Maybe so, but it's still my disrespect."

In response, Joshua frowned and felt as if he was defined.

Seeing the two of them holding each other and snuggling together, he subconsciously sighed: "No matter what, Earl of Villdanney, your health is the greatest good news. A golden wizard can exert more power on the battlefield than the two golden warriors, I and Brandon. However, I am not a person who likes to talk too much..."

After pausing, the soldier simply said directly: "So it's better to say anything. I want to go near the city wall to see the damage to the fortress and the morale of the soldiers. If there is no other thing to be informed, I won't disturb you more than you rest."

"No, I'm here to tell you some special news about this beast tide... You're right, and there's no need to make more controversies in the current form."

After probably understanding what Joshua meant, Brandon nodded. As a soldier, he felt that this was a straightforward and direct attitude very friendly: "However, before this, I think there is another thing to say in advance, which is definitely not a boring politeness."

The warrior stood aside, silent, indicating that he was listening.

"Your armor was destroyed by the breath of the demon dragon because of helping us..."

After looking at the tense winter hunting suit on the warrior's body, the blonde warrior could naturally see that it was a set of clothes he had spared. He recalled his palm that was burned by iron, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart and continued: "If you don't mind, we can provide you with a new set of armor. Although it may not be more suitable than the previous set, it will definitely not be worse in terms of defense."

Although ordinary armor is basically useless with the strength of the other party's physical strength, it means that he will bear the losses for the other party. This is a basic attitude problem

"And if Mr. Earl does not have a handy weapon, I can also give you an outstanding weapon."

Zihai's mage followed her husband to add a new compensation. Speaking of this, she showed a proud smile: "The main city of the Scarlett family is located on the Unfreezing River. The annual transaction volume is even greater than that of the Wilson family. Even legendary weapons are available, but there is no such thing as a warehouse in the fortress. Otherwise, it would not be a big deal to provide you with one."

"Um?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice came from behind Joshua.

At this time, Brandon and Villdani noticed the petite girl with silver hair and blue eyes standing behind the warrior.
Chapter completed!