Antitina quickly saw Brand shake his head.
Brand withdrew his gaze from his attributes. With his rich knowledge and experience in the game, he had already figured out the Travel Mage profession—or rather, Travel Mage should not be considered a profession.
In his profession list, he saw he still only had the titles and professions of mercenary, militia, civilian, and scholar, which showed that Travel Mage itself wasn't considered a profession, not even an identity or secondary profession.
Brand thought for a moment and understood the meaning of this existence. The core of Travel Mage was Destiny Cards, which ought to be a vast and special item system. Players could use this system to simulate and achieve the abilities of any profession. Discover more novels at novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Essentially, this thing in the game was a set of rules that deviated from the original rules. Although it seemed strong, if every player could grasp it, it wouldn't be considered an outrageous ability.
Of course, if it only existed for geniuses, why did it not exist in the original game but appear in this world?
However, what surprised Brand somewhat was that this item system evidently had growth properties, and these growth properties were not limited to collecting more card sets but were closely related to the holder's personal abilities. He discovered that when his warrior level was only level ten, he had only four cards in hand. But when he upgraded to level thirteen, the number of cards in hand increased to five, and the capacities of the red, golden, and grey elements in the Element Pool, representing the Knight card set, each increased by one unit.
At this moment, he heard Batom's words.
In a way, Batom's words could be said to reflect his own thoughts, but Brand knew he couldn't think about things this way at this moment. He was no longer the simple player he used to be.
He had realized that perhaps aligning with the All Things Return to One might be a decision advantageous to him. He certainly wasn't looking to collude with those who disregarded human life; on the contrary, he was thinking about playing a game of deception.
So he shook his head.
"What?" Batom was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and said, "Lord, you want to work with them? But those people are not good people, they have never had a good reputation."
Antitina initially wanted to say something but then fell silent, relieved by Brand's decision. In fact, she wanted to remind Brand of this when he was thinking about it—the All Things Return to One faction was not small, and since Test trusted him enough to let him go, they must have contingencies.
She didn't want the Amber Sword Mercenary Corps to make a strong enemy even before leaving Golan-Elsen. As Brand's staff, Antitina had subconsciously regarded this mercenary group as the private property of this young knight.
"I certainly understand what kind of people they are, Batom. We must consider the consequences of everything. Since I made that proposal to that guy, I wouldn't say something that could be immediately exposed as a lie." Brand said to Batom.
"So we are not going to incite the refugees to revolt?" Batom couldn't help scratching his head, somewhat reluctant.
"Of course not. Brand must have a plan. It's like in Buqi when we all called him the almighty Brand!" Little Roman stood by the river, bent down, and picked up a stone to skip across the water. She turned her head upon hearing Batom's words and couldn't help but say.
When did you give me such a nickname back in Buqi? Brand glanced at this mischievous girl and couldn't help but think irritably.
But Little Roman's current behavior didn't match her attire and temperament at all—
She and Antitina had both changed clothes after the original ones got damaged in the auction house chaos.
Roman hadn't brought much change of clothing, so during the journey, Brand bought her a few pieces from a nearby merchant's home. Miss Merchant had been treasuring those clothes, but this time she was wearing a formal gown from Antitina's home—the black gown with golden edges worn by Little Roman was quite fitting, with a slim waist supporting a wide and luxurious skirt, only revealing a hem of white lace underskirt at the bottom.
Originally, she walked with that unique confidence of hers—head held high and chest out—the well-developed lines of her chest forming a beautiful curve under the tight bodice, making Antitina rather jealous.