"Why are you standing there? Open the door." Plissen leaned against the wall and said to Kaya.
"I don't have the key."
"You can't knock without a key?"
After hearing what Plisson said, Kaya had no choice but to knock on the golden door in front of her.
After a while, the door was opened, and a tall knight in armor stood inside.
"Kaya, what are you doing here?"
"Mr. Brown, there is a distinguished guest who wants to see Mr. Forte." Kaya explained to the knight in front of her.
"Dignified guest? Are you referring to this guy?" The tall Brown looked sideways at Pleasant.
"Hello, big man, the armor you are wearing looks pretty good." Plisson greeted the knight named Brown politely.
After listening to what Pleasant said, Brown frowned slightly, but when he was about to have a seizure, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from the door.
"Brown, let Kaya come in with the distinguished guest."
"Okay, Mr. Forte." Brown responded, then fully opened the door, revealing the luxurious decoration inside.
"I have a friend named Morid, who likes to wear armor when he has nothing to do. Some of my other friends and I call him Iron Bull, and some call him Tin Woodman, but most of the names cannot get around the suit he is wearing. Armor." Pleasant leaned in front of the door. After the door opened, he was not in a hurry to go in. Instead, he talked to Brown standing at the door about Morid, the captain of the No. 3 fleet in Black Crow Port.
"What does this have to do with me?"
"It's okay, I'm just chatting with you." Plisson smiled slightly, then ignored Brown standing by the door and walked straight into the living room inside.
In addition to Brown, there was another knight in armor in the dazzling golden living room, but this knight wore a helmet that covered his face. Judging from the appearance alone, he could not tell the difference between male and female.
The armor he and Brown wore were of the same style. Both armors were inlaid with several ordinary magic patterns, which were extremely precious.
Enchantments on armor are more difficult to produce and more expensive than weapons. From what he could see of the two knights' armors, one had two magic patterns and the other had three magic patterns. Although both were just Ordinary magic patterns, but the combined value of these two pieces of armor is definitely not much worse than a weapon with rare magic patterns.
This guy Ford is really rich.
When Plissen was distracted, Kaya beside him poked him slightly.
"Chief, chief?"
"Oh." Pleasant then realized that a middle-aged man with a pale face had already walked in front of him.
"Are you... Black Crow?" Forte looked at Pleasant in front of him with a slightly surprised expression.
"I'm just wearing a blindfold, so I won't recognize me after looking at him for a long time."
"Oh, don't take it too seriously. I just can't believe that you are still alive." Forte smiled and then sat on the sofa nearby. "Stop standing, sit down and chat."
"I really can't stand you looking like this." Plisson curled his lips.
"Haha, I heard that our newly appointed son of the Grand Duke and the famous Black Blade led the elite soldiers of the Duke of Annecy to surround your port. The captains I am familiar with have basically turned into corpses. I am a little worried. I’m curious as to how you, the leader, escaped from Black Crow Harbor?”
"Maybe it's because of Lord Feng's protection. His old man's blessing allowed me to escape the pursuit of the warship." Plissen sat on the sofa opposite Ford very naturally.
"When did you start believing this? I vaguely remember that you said you were an atheist before."
"Hey, I don't dare to talk nonsense. I have always reserved a third of an acre for Fengjun in my heart." Plisson patted his chest. Since that time when Fengjun almost drowned him in the sea, he is not a good person. I dare to speak ill of this person.
"Forget it, I won't go around in circles with you anymore, just tell me directly, why are you looking for me this time?"
"I want to ask for your help."
"My help?" The expression on Forte's face gradually calmed down, "What do you want?"
Pleasant replied flatly: "Everything."
"...You must be too greedy."
"I'm sorry, but this is what I have to do."
"...Then let's see if you have the strength. You know, your bounty is not low." Forte's expression was warm and angry. In the past, he would naturally not dare to It was such a direct break with Pleasant, but now, Black Crow Port has been shattered, and Pleasant has no strong backing behind him.
And this tiger that fell into Pingyang actually wanted to step on his head. Forte would never let this happen.
As soon as Forte finished speaking, Plisson felt a violent wind coming from behind.
He nimbly dodged to the side, and the sofa he was sitting on was cut in half by the knight named Brown with an enchanted giant sword the moment after he dodged.
"Let me see how much strength Black Crow, who has lost one of his eyes, still has." Forte, who was still sitting there, had an unknown sheepskin scroll in his hand. He waved his hand, and the scroll The magical energy within him spread and formed a protective shield around him.
"Kill him for me."
Following Forte's words, Guben, who was still behind Pleasant, brandished his giant sword and attacked Pleasant again. Another knight standing aside put an enchanted sword on Kaya's neck very quickly.
Kaya was confused. She knew that her leader was moody and his behavior was a bit abnormal, but he never expected that Pleasant would dare to be in other people's territory and fall out without preparation. This put her in a bad situation. In a very awkward position.
"Sister, which side should we be on?" Kaya looked pitifully at the female knight with the sword on her neck and asked in a low voice.
"When can you save me some trouble?" Idelina looked at her sister helplessly, "Why did you bring the leader here without saying a word?"
"He came here on his own." Kaya defended in a low voice, "Who should we help now?"
"Let's look at the situation first. The knight named Brown is very strong. He has already stepped half way into the threshold of the great knight. Even the leader in his heyday has some difficulty in dealing with him. In addition to this personal bodyguard, Forte, There are other back-ups.”
"Then how about we sell the leader and then live with Mr. Forte?"
"You brought the leader in. With Forte's character, do you think he might let you go? And have you forgotten who rescued us from the slave ship?"
"...Then what should we do now?"
"...I choose to trust the chief."
