"Who?" Brandi frowned and looked at the thin old man in front of him, not daring to take it lightly.
He felt a restrained edge from the old gentleman in front of him, and the underlying sharp aura seemed to burst out from those bright eyes at any time.
These are no ordinary people, Brandi realizes this.
"The former 'Battlefield Ghost' of the Freman Empire is now the great steward of the Orman family, a prominent family in the Freman Empire. His name is Auckland, a walking legend." Brandi's thoughts on dream monsters
He is knowledgeable, but his understanding of the mainland situation and famous figures is far inferior to Merk's.
"Is it great?" Although he had listened to Merck's explanation, Brandy still didn't seem to understand it very well.
"It's amazing." Merk affirmed with a stern look on his face.
Although it seemed that Merkel remained calm and magnanimous when facing such a figure, in fact, his legs were already trembling and weak.
This is wrong, very wrong!
You were obviously just on the ship to investigate some things, why did it suddenly turn into a situation where you were face to face with a spiritual species?
He is just a down-and-out detective who is just waiting to die. He can analyze intelligence fairly well. It would be more realistic to leave things like fights between gods to the big guy next to him.
Having said that, Merkel is not sure how to act now.
Turn around and run?
It is not good to sell teammates. Of course, if it can save one's life, then Brandi, a "friend" who has known him for less than a month, will sell it.
The question is, can selling teammates ensure that he can gain something?
If he turns around and walks away now, can he run past Oakland?
Haha, he can't even run away from Brandy next to him. If Brandy suddenly gets smart here and runs with him, he will still run too slowly in the end.
Therefore, it is inappropriate to sell teammates.
It's not because of the above considerations, it's purely because Merk feels that a man is too righteous and betraying his teammates is a villain's move.
"You two, please don't be nervous." The situation was a bit tense. Even if the old gentleman in front of him said something to ease the atmosphere, "Just leave the young master to me. He is under my protection, so you don't have to worry about it. Thank you for your kindness to the young master."
"Okay." Merk agreed immediately.
There was no reason to protect Vincent in the first place, and the reason why they participated in Andre's rescue plan was just to make their conscience feel better. Now that Vincent was to be returned to the hands of his rightful owner, they certainly had no reason to refuse.
I can't wait to do it.
Suddenly, Vincent behind Brandi got up, turned around and ran away.
Merck and Brandy immediately turned their heads when they heard the footsteps, and saw Vincent's strong and strong figure as if the soles of his feet were oiled.
Then he bumped into the old gentleman who suddenly appeared in front of him, and he couldn't stand firmly on his feet and fell down.
"Master, please don't be willful. Madam is very worried about you," the old gentleman said.
"I don't want to go back! Don't come here! You bastards of the Orman family!" Vincent moved his butt back, but the old gentleman easily grabbed it and lifted it up with one hand.
"Let me go!" Vincent yelled.
"Thank you both again. And I have one more thing to ask." The old gentleman looked at Merk and Brandy.
"You tell me," Merk said.
"Do you know the whereabouts of Miss Nora?"
"She entered an asylum very early," Merk replied.
"Shelter?" The old gentleman was a little surprised, "What kind of shelter?"
To be precise, the old gentleman wanted to ask what kind of place could be called a "sanctuary" in a place where monsters are everywhere.
"A place built by capable people that can resist monster invasion. It is located in a large shopping mall on the commercial street three floors below the deck of this ship. However, the connection in the dream is confusing. If you want to find it directly, it depends on your luck." Merle
Ke Dao.
The old gentleman thought for a moment: "The ritual you just used is the teleportation ritual to that shelter?"
"Yes, if you want to go, we can send you there." Merk relaxed a little.
Very good, much better than expected. This old gentleman is a reasonable person just like his dress.
"You start the ceremony directly in front of me." the old gentleman said.
Merk was confused for a moment, but did not refuse, and immediately started the ceremony in front of the old gentleman.
Seeing that the golden lines were completely outlined and a transmission ceremony was formed, the old gentleman nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand, and the white light enveloped the ceremony initiated by Merk, and then ended it.
Merk was startled and subconsciously wanted to take back the ritual, but it was over. The ritual left his hand directly and came to the old gentleman's hand, turning into a white sphere suspended beside him.
"It is indeed a very exquisite ceremony. The person who set it up must be a master who has made great achievements in the ceremony. Unfortunately, the technique is unfamiliar and he must not be an acquaintance of mine." The old gentleman looked at the ceremony contained in the sphere and marveled.
Merk covered his hands, and the engraved ceremony was forcibly taken away. The old gentleman's method was a bit violent, which had a certain impact on his spirit. At this time, cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead and he was panting slightly.
This is the spiritual seed, which makes people unable to resist even the slightest thought.
But this should be fine. Oakland's reputation is still good and its reputation is reliable, so it should be fine.
The old gentleman nodded with satisfaction. Things went very smoothly tonight. Master Vincent was found, Miss Nora's whereabouts were also found, and most of Madam's requirements have been fulfilled.
Just as he was about to say thank you and leave, his wife's contact voice rang in his ears.
"Huh? Madam?" Listening to the lady's words, the old gentleman's face gradually turned ugly.
"But, there is something wrong with this, madam, they are innocent..."
"This... alas... yes, I understand."
Listening to these words, although he still didn't know what happened, Merk felt inexplicably bad.
"Brandy..."
"Huh?" Brandy looked at him.
"Get ready to run away."
Brandy was puzzled.
Merk twitched the corners of his mouth and showed an ugly smile: "Trust me, detective's intuition."
"I'm sorry, you two..." The old gentleman's expression was not good-looking. It could be seen that this was not directed at Merkel and Merkel, but the following content was not friendly to the two of them.
"It seems that you had a conflict with the young master and the lady on the day you boarded the ship. In addition, you saw the young master's ugly appearance again this time, which made the lady not very happy."
really!
Merk's face collapsed, but he forced himself to smile: "It's just a small conflict between young people, not that big of a deal."
"Unfortunately, I cannot disobey Madam's order." The old gentleman sighed, gently raising the cane in his hand: "However, you don't have to be afraid, there will be no real death in dreams, you will only forget this memory and then
Wake up in another place. Just think of it as a sleep."
"Run... uh!" Merk shouted immediately, but before he was halfway through shouting "run", Brandi grabbed him by the collar and took him away with him.
Although Brandi's move of not abandoning him moved Merk very much.
But can you use a slightly more comfortable posture...