Chapter 287: Act 65 rcenary Code (Part 2)
Brand was well-versed in the background knowledge of the ga. If Antitina’s understanding of this world was limited to books, then he was a seasoned old hand. He stared into the other man’s eyes. Although this captain-level character had shown leniency earlier, Brand could still gauge his true strength from the details of his moves.
Approximately mid-upper silver tier.
He thought, this was almost at the level of a White Mane Legion column captain, perhaps just a hair’s breadth away from a squad leader’s level. This indicated that the rcenary group’s strength was indeed not to be underestimated. However, Reto and his companions, though retired old rcenaries, each possessed lower-middle Black Iron strength. Brand speculated that in their pri, they were probably not much weaker than these individuals.
He had privately inquired a couple of tis about Reto and his friends’ backgrounds, but the latter seed unwilling to discuss much.
On the other side, Caber was glanced at by Brand, and a peculiar feeling arose in his heart. This premonition was almost instinctual. He looked at those deep, dark eyes that seed bottomless— In fact, as a veteran rcenary, Caber had traveled to many places and seen many big shots. So were nobles of Erune, while others were big rchants or estate owners, northern people, southern people, mountain people, Tower Clan, and even desert nations. He had also encountered one or two enigmatic wizards—but none had eyes as calm and unfathomable as this young man, who wore a faint smile as if everything was under his control.
That was a look full of confidence and composure.
For a mont, this seasoned rcenary had an illusion that all his secrets were laid bare before the other man. He frowned and shook his head to dismiss such a ridiculous idea from his mind; little did he know that this was the truth. He surely wouldn’t have guessed that with just a single eting, Brand had already deduced his background through a few details.
In this era, few knew about Imaria swordsmanship, and even Caber himself didn’t know his swordsmanship ca from this lineage; he had only been taught in his youth. And to be seen through with just two strikes was too absurd to be true, unless this young man was a grandmaster-level hidden swordsmanship master, which was more plausible.
The mont his gaze fell on the attire of Brand and his party, he noticed they ca from Brags. The fashion in Golan-Elsen, while generally similar to the southern Erune, was quite different from that of the mountain people. Noticing this, Caber was just about to speak when Brand cut him off.
“You are outsiders, rcenaries?” Brand’s gaze pretended to pass over Caber and fell on the rcenaries behind him.
As Brand spoke, Antitina and Roman stood quietly one on each side behind him. The girl, born of a noble family and well-read, naturally understood this was not the ti for her to interject. However, the future rchant lady seed to innately understand this, blinking adorably and watching Brand and Caber without saying a word.
Caber was slightly taken aback.
“That’s right, and you?”
“We pass through Chablis several tis a year. Although we are not locals, we are familiar with this place. In fact, from the mont I entered the town, I was wondering when Chablis had so many travelers.” Brand said with a straight face, fabricating facts seamlessly. “It wasn’t until I saw you that I realized, oh, it’s rcenaries—”
Antitina’s eyes flashed behind him, her face calm. Our Little Roman listened with a smile, as if everything Brand said was entirely true. One had to admit that the rchant lady had so native talent for this profession, particularly in the ability to deceive.
“We’ve been hired to eliminate the Lizardman thieves in the forest.” Brand’s response was logical and composed, displaying not the slightest flaw, making it hard for a seasoned rcenary to suspect otherwise, thus he answered truthfully.
After all, their presence here wasn’t exactly a secret.
Nevertheless, Caber remained instinctively cautious and did not pursue this topic further. Instead, he asked, “Passing through Chablis several tis a year? Sir, you must be a rchant. If you ever need the services of our rcenary group, please feel free to call on us. We will certainly provide the best service.”
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