“I am aunt?” Brando snorted. On the other side of Callas, there were a couple of aunts on his mother’s side, but Katrieg had very few contacts with their family. He had never seen the relatives in the past, for a Moment Do not understand why Jutta will suddenly ask this question.
“Yeah, the lady who was with your grandfather at the time, said the first to save me, or her,” Jutta replied: “I haven’t seen that kind lady for a long time, and I have been I can’t find a chance to thank her.”
“what?”
Brando was dumbfounded, because there was no such person in his memory. He couldn’t help but lick his forehead. For a moment, he wondered if he was too vague in memory and missed a lot of details. He only remembers that he was practicing swords at the sawmill near the river. It was one’s own grandfather who saved a woman. As for Jutta, he couldn’t remember it. As for whether there was a woman at the time. Then it is even more difficult to talk about.
However, in his memory, he only remembers that there are not many outsiders who are dealing with his own family. Apart from some friends in his father’s business, one’s own grandfather basically has no communication, and he supervises his sword every day.
Could it be that is he remembering it wrong?
Brando couldn’t help but lick his forehead with a headache.
“Lord Thane?” Jutta glanced at him with some concern.
“Nothing,” Brando shook his head. “I am aunt her… um, okay, I will take you to see her next time.”
Female mercenary commander This is satisfied with the nodded, but did not hear the meaning of perfunctory.
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The entire fleet has no lights, like a dark fish, floating above the night sky. The moonlight occasionally passes through the clouds, sweeping the clear water to the undulating sea, and also reflects the fleet’s shadow on the waves. Silver’s sails are dark and dark, like silver light flashing, the entire fleet rummaging in the air, but the more so, the night is more and more silent, the entire vast sky of the inland sea seems to be shrouded in this Under a different kind of atmosphere.
The indoor air in the drawing was also somewhat silent. Several large maps of the empire and the map of the surrounding area of the submarine sea were spread out on the table, with a black leather sheathed dagger on one side and a six-pointed on the other. Instrument or something similar. There were several chairs at the table, Marjorie, Ciel, Ivoram, Orkens Count and another spokesperson who was nominated by nobles sitting around the table. Brando sat at the top, standing behind the sword’s female mercenary commander Jutta and the Scippamira with the scepter.
The ladies did not want to be crowded with these men, so they stood a little farther and watched the men go to the distance. In fact, several women besides Kiara and O’Neill are not interested in this dull meeting. Ynead is accompanied by the small Her Highness the Princess of the Sifah family, and Judy is used to be around O’Neill. After all, this little girl is only 11 years old and still afraid of being alone.
There was a youngster standing in the middle of the crowd. He wore a captain’s costume: a blue-grey coat with a straight blue coat, a tassel with golden tassels, ankle straps, light grey breeches and black boots, with a pair of white Gloves. On the map, there is a slogan: “Lord Thane, our main quest now is to determine the route. Such a huge fleet cannot be drifted at sea all the time. Feeding is a big problem. So we have to find a suitable target port. This place must have The following conditions: First, we must be able to accommodate our fleet. Second, we must be able to provide us with sufficient supplies for a long time. The third and most important point is the attitude of this port to us. This is also the front. Two guarantees.”
“It can accommodate a fleet like ours. At least it must have the qualification of a first-class port. Such a port is not much around the lofty inner sea.” Ivoram replied with some gasping, the cabin was so hot that the Duke heir was on his forehead. The circle of fat on the neck was full of sparkling sweat, and the silk robes were soaked in a large piece. The maid fanned the wind with a fan, but it didn’t help, and the sweat was like a waterfall. He wiped his handkerchief with a handkerchief and continued: “Only the commercial areas of Mantle Bay and Metz. There is such a port. I thought about it. The closest thing to us is Emma, Jin Mao Port. , Fatan…”
He is not as flying as other noble children. On the contrary, he is somewhat timid. He does not know whether it is because he has too much contact with the family business and has become accustomed to the merchant’s cautious habits. After he wiped a sweat, he frowned and said: “Commander adults, anchorages with first-class port qualifications. Most of them can support such a fleet for a long time. But the problem is that Kirrlutzian may not be assured that our fleet will enter them. Port. Adult, you originally –“