Of course Caesar didn''t promise.


    He made a lot of preparations for coming to the northern countries this time. Of course, he not only wanted revenge and slaughtered the Brando family, but also had a longer-term plan to seize the rule of the kakili.


    Therefore, for several people in power in the Brando family, Caesar must let the deformation monster observe them first and then explode after they can completely imitate them.


    Otherwise, once you start, the black dragon can''t guarantee the integrity of the enemy''s corpse. Maybe you can bring back a pile of coke. No matter how powerful the deformation monster is, it can''t restore and imitate a pile of carbides.


    Now he has the absolute initiative, and the Brando family wants from him, so Caesar is qualified to put forward requirements and conditions, try to avoid those who have nothing, and try to solve the problem at that time.


    What he didn''t know was that this crisp refusal inadvertently avoided a big pit for himself.


    Within two days after being rejected by the count of tangrian, Nana Brando came to the door again.


    He first politely expressed his apology for his previous unreasonable request, and then said that he had persuaded his father that the tangorian Pavilion came from a foreign country and the guest rights should be guaranteed.


    Finally, Naina said that count Brando was willing to give enough trust to his friends and agreed that tangrian would lead his servants to the meeting.


    be accomplished.


    When everything was ready, Caesar took the forest goblins to a luxury carriage, while Naina chose to travel by horse. He changed into a bright armor and a long cloak hung behind him, dotted with vast black fields, which was quite a bit of the momentum of the Lord.


    Behind them, there are long deformed strange servants and Brando soldiers, who are responsible for protecting the integrity of their masters and jointly driving their horses to the front battlefield.


    However, even if he kept his feet off the ground, the long journey lasted for three days, which could be called a long time. If Luna hadn''t accompanied him to chat, Caesar''s journey would be boring to death.


    At the beginning, he thought that the Brando family would arrange some robbers to block the way, raid, attack and test something. As a result, they didn''t appear. The journey was unexpectedly calm. In the quiet way, they finally arrived at the camp of the kaki army in the evening of the third day.


    "It''s too slow."


    Caesar sighed in his heart. He estimated that if he used to fly, it would not take three hours.


    In fact, the main reason is that this road is not easy to walk. Don''t think how far the roads in the northern countries can develop. Here are all hard tracks rolled out by horse hooves and ruts. It''s good to have farmers ordered to weed occasionally. There''s no need to mention the bumps.


    Naina said that the commander''s camp was not in the army''s camp, but in another secret place. Therefore, after crossing the kaki army camp, the troops crossed the dirty black marsh along the embankment and poured into the river area on the other side. After winding for several miles, they finally arrived at their destination.


    Along the way, night has fallen, and a large area of charged dark clouds surged, adding a solemn and cold atmosphere to the early night.


    The galloping horse stopped, the soldiers were silent, and the squires hurried forward to open the side door and lead the nobles out of the car.


    Accompanied by Naina, Caesar stepped into the Lord''s camp. Before he made a sound, the first thing he saw was count Brando, who leaned over the long table and looked at the map.


    Tein Brando.


    The count was only fifty-four years old, but he looked at least sixty years old. The flat and short hair in the mural he saw the day before yesterday was no longer the past. He thanked his head. His yellowish and wrinkled forehead was connected with his head, leaving only the residue of hair behind his ears and skull; The count wore the simplest civilian clothes. His coat was made of black leather, lined with black woolen clothes and black iron boots.


    In contrast, Roy, who is still walking on the side, is more commander-in-chief. Roy Brando, nearly 30, has a neatly trimmed beard, meticulously trimmed hair, a helmet and armor, a knight''s sword for decoration around his waist, a ribbon tied on the button on his chest, and a gray lion emblem of the Brando family painted on his face.


    In addition to the two, four close guards stood at the four corners of the wide camp, all dressed in light armor and holding long swords in their hands at any time.


    Count Brando and Roy raised their heads and watched Caesar come in without moving a step, as if their feet were nailed to the ground, staring at Caesar as if Caesar were staring at them.


    "Father."


    In contrast, Naina, who is more gentle and friendly, took the lead in breaking the short silence. He took two steps: "please allow me to introduce you to the count of tangrian, my most respected friend, who has a warm heart and is willing to help generously in the time of crisis of the Brando family."


    "Welcome to kaki, sir."


    As he spoke, count Taine Brando finally smiled, leaned over to Caesar and said, "Your Excellency is willing to lend a helping hand. We will never forget this friendship."


    While talking, he motioned Caesar to take his seat and arranged the guests in an armchair, while the count himself sat in a position facing the entrance of the camp.


    Nana and Roy also sat down.


    When Caesar took his seat in the armchair, he deliberately hid his face in the shadow of the tent curtain, so that he could hide some slightly changed expressions.


    Originally, in his plan, he just went into the camp and asked the deformed servants behind him to stare at the brandos. After completely recording their faces, he went straight to tear them up.


    But at this time, Caesar sat down, drank a cup of warm tea safely, and did not act immediately as planned.


    Because this guy noticed something strange.


    Verification of comprehensive combat capability: 45 ~ 51


    The ordinary value belongs to the conventional category of human elite soldiers, which is two points better than Hogg''s jackal. It''s no surprise, but now it''s abnormal: this value appears on Roy.


    It would be nice to say if it was the first time we met, but Caesar clearly remembered that Roy was an ordinary nobleman who neither received training nor knew how to cast spells. Seven years ago, the combat ability of the young nobleman was only ten!


    Why, the young nobles can barely compete with the Knights now?


    Something''s wrong.


    If the battle of mangye seven years ago made Roy find himself inadequate, painstakingly trained and gifted, and made rapid progress to the level of elite soldiers, he could barely make it through——


    Tein Brando, an old count of nearly 60, is also in this category. What''s the explanation?


    You know, Nana beside Caesar has only seven ability tests. The difference is so huge that it can be called subversion.


    Is the Earl''s eldest son the only waste wood in the Brando family?


    No, there must be something wrong.