As the door closed, the mercenaries of Grey Wolf couldn't hold back any longer.
"Tsk, what was that attitude—!"
"Yeah, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come." Another person said.
But they all knew that it was just talk, because the young lord had made it very clear that this was their destination. They just didn't understand why they had to come to such a remote and desolate place, so at this moment, they couldn't help but cast puzzled looks at Brand.
Brand could only smile wryly.
For Antitina was also giving him a deep, thoughtful look.
"A little less prejudice will make you feel more at ease." The young man had to reply this way.
"But they really did flee in that war, Lord." The young girl among the Wild Elves couldn't help but ask in a crisp tone. Recently, she had been intentionally or unintentionally following Brand because she found this young lord seemed capable of handling her endless questions.
Even her older sister couldn't manage that—
