Brand smiled confidently, but the smile couldn't hide his guilt. However, Test didn't expect that the person in front of him was bluffing. His preconceptions occupied his perception.
"'Gamblers never have a sure win,' when the reward is big enough, all that remains is the question of courage. You understand, the factor of risk has never truly been tested in the hands of a desperate man." Brand replied without changing his expression, using a saying from merchants.
If Romantic were here, she would wholeheartedly agree with this statement, though she wasn't systemically aware of it, like a small animal driven by curiosity, relying on instincts to sense danger.
"But in this way, aren't we just doing something futile?" Test crossed his arms, tilting his body. The 'we' he referred to was the All Things Return to One. The main principle of the All Things Return to One was to return to chaos, but Brand clearly told him that order was always continually being destroyed and self-improved in a cycle.
"Would I do something with no benefit?" he asked.
"When a country falls into civil strife, civilization declines. Isn't this exactly your goal?" Brand cut straight to the point, armed with an unparalleled understanding of the All Things Return to One.
Test's slightly changed expression seemed to reflect the playing of his heartstrings: "It seems you know us well."
"I understand all my potential friends and enemies," Brand answered with a double meaning.
Sweat was already visible on his forehead, understanding that success or failure would be decided at this moment.
On the other side, the Viscount from Manowell couldn't help but fall into contemplation for the first time. His previously superior attitude had vanished, and for the first time, he felt this young man might be more complex than he thought.
He didn't believe Brand's words. But Brand's confidence attracted his attention. His hand rested on the sword hilt, knowing well from history that most examples proved the trouble of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
But what threat could this young man pose to him?
"Actually, I have one more question. Have you been to Song Castle?" Test finally looked up, inexplicably asking this question.
Brand's face changed; he was most worried about the other discovering that the senior member of the All Things Return to One who died in Song Castle was killed by him. Although he had a natural advantage—his strength only at Black Iron Lower Middle, so others rarely suspected him. Get full chapters from noveⅼfire.net
But life is unpredictable. When he killed, he didn't notice the ring at first, allowing the All Things Return to One people to sense his presence.
He hadn't finished thinking when he saw Test's hand flash with cold light, and the sword already stabbed towards him.
He discovered it? Brand's heart grew cold. He instinctively activated the Charge Skill but immediately suppressed the impulse to counterattack. Because, after ten times speed enhancement, he could clearly see Test's sword—
Few people were as familiar with sword trajectories as Brand; he recognized Test's testing intent with just a glance.
Sure enough, the glittering thin sword pierced into the chair back beside him with a swoosh.
Brand couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Black Iron Middle," Test muttered almost inaudibly, frowning: "It seems it isn't that waste's opponent. But really strange, such coincidence in timing."
In this room, probably only Brand and Test understood what he was referring to, but Brand said nothing, silently cursing Test as a pervert, still suspecting him of concealing his strength at this moment.
Test withdrew his sword, giving the young man a deep look: "Just recently, how much trouble can you make for the nobles of Brags?"
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