Brando sat on the chair and faced Tirste. He looked hesitant, but his mind was clear. It seemed that All For One was suspecting his relationship with 'Red Copper Dragon' Leto and his gang. Although he didn't know how this guy recognized him, at least some news still reached these people's ears.
And the timing was much earlier than he had expected.
Brando knew that the main goal of these villains was to overthrow authority. The country, the royal family, and the government were all their enemies. Their interest in Retto's group was probably because All For One was interested in their influence among the refugees gathered in the south of Braggs.
He couldn't help but smile. If that was the case, he knew that he had won. The Viscount from the Manoweir region had his life as the bargaining chip, and the bargaining chip in his hand was the people's hearts that All For One wanted to control.
It was hard to say which was more important. But with Brendel's experience in the 'Amber Sword', he would not show his price on his face like a rash newbie. He knew that his advantage was that he had the Viscount's trump card.
So he wouldn't give up this advantage so easily.
Thinking of this, Brando smiled and took the initiative to lower his stance. "Well, you win. Or rather, your sword wins. Lord Viscount of Manowar, Mister Tirste, I've never met you before. Since you're so sure that I'm related to the 'Red Copper Dragon' Leto, why don't we get straight to the point? You want me to join you, but I'm sure that's not the end of it — "
As he spoke, he secretly gestured to his summoned creatures to be on the lookout. It was a small trick. Brando knew that his actions couldn't be hidden from the Viscount, but it didn't matter. Planeswalkers and their summoned creatures had a spiritual connection. Brando just wanted to let the Viscount see it.
Gestures could send the right message, but they could also send the wrong message.
After receiving Brando's order, the two mercenaries standing behind the young noble immediately gestured to the others. They took out their battle axes and quietly approached the door. These warriors were summoned from the card and represented the concept of the 'Mercenaries of Lopes'. They had all the strengths of the legendary mercenaries — unity, bravery, loyalty, and excellent tactical skills.
Tirste had one hand on his rapier. His attention was mainly on Brando, but he didn't let go of the others. When the mercenaries moved, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
These mercenaries were as strong as the rumors said. No wonder they could kill their way out of Madara's army.
Brando's misdirection immediately took effect, and Tirste couldn't help but fall into a trap. From this, he was even more certain that the young man in front of him was related to the mercenaries. Moreover, it was very likely that he was the rumored leader hiding behind the scenes.
Tirste's guess.
But the problem was that it was just a guess. While Tirste continued to believe in his hypothesis, Brando didn't say anything useful.
The basis of the conversation was that Brando was the leader of the Retto's group.
If Tirste woke up from his self-confidence, he would've realized that Brando's words didn't support his hypothesis at all. It was just that Brendel had taken advantage of the viscount's confidence to turn the tables in the previous confrontation without leaving a trace.
Brando looked at Tirste nervously, afraid that the Viscount would object or even stab him with his rapier. But in the end, he let out a sigh of relief. At least some of the rumors in the 'The Amber Sword' were credible.
The Viscount was indeed a smart and self-centered person.
Tirste did not have Brendel's ability to manipulate people's minds like he was using a cheat code. Instead, he smiled with a hint of approval in his purple glassy eyes. The fact that the Viscount was willing to admit his identity was a sign of sincerity. The Unifying Guild didn't mind promising generous terms as long as they were absolutely loyal.
"You're not wrong. So, what do you think we should do?" The young noble put down his rapier and asked calmly.
Brando secretly broke out in cold sweat. [This guy is really hard to deal with.] He grabbed the armrest of the chair and replied without batting an eyelid: "I think any normal person in this position would want to know what this person is trying to do. You know, there are tens of thousands of refugees south of Braggs, and the nobles are slow to react. These people are like a barrel of gunpowder, ready to explode at any moment. "
"Well said," Tirste praised, "What's your goal?"
What goal do I have? I just want to find a place to farm and upgrade my base. Brando rolled his eyes in his mind. He didn't know how to answer the question, so he slyly asked: "What is your goal?"
"Whatever the Unifying Guild can do, I will do." Tirste smiled and replied politely. There were not many people who knew about the Krait Ring of All For One and the real constitution of the organization, but there were many who had heard of the name of the organization.
In fact, the Unifying Guild's notorious name had already spread throughout the Abyssal Sea. They had caused several tragedies in several places, and every time they were mentioned, people would turn pale. However, compared to how the commoners described the Unifying Guild as the incarnation of the devil, in the eyes of the nobles, the members of the Unifying Guild were more like venomous snakes that reeked of sulfur.
This was because the actions of the Unifying Guild's members were intolerable to any traditional organization. They represented the most primitive form of evil.
Brando naturally understood this point. However, he pretended to be understanding and laughed, "So, in general, we are not on the same side. However, on this matter, we can reach an agreement."
His answer didn't match his thoughts.
Tirste turned around to look at the other mercenaries, but they all looked indifferent. He believed in his eyes, even the slightest change in expression couldn't escape his observation. This meant that the young man's followers didn't disagree with his words, which meant that Brando wasn't lying about something.
Of course, if Tirste knew that these were just Brando's summons, he would have wanted to kill himself with a piece of tofu. Of course, that was if tofu existed in this world.
However, he still didn't understand what Brando meant. "What do you mean?"
[The best way to deceive others is to make them listen to what they want to hear.] It's not that profound, but it's said that beautiful women are good at deceiving others.] [The best way to deceive others is to make them listen to what they want to hear. It's not that profound, but people say that beautiful women are good at deceiving others. His senior leader was one of the top beauties in the Amber Sword, so her words couldn't be that simple, right?
As he thought about these irrelevant things, he cleared up his thoughts: "To put it simply, you're going against this country, and so am I. But you're idealists, and I'm ambitious. It's that simple. "He replied half-truthfully.
"Idealists." Tirste's impression of him changed: "Looks like we're not on the same side, but I understand what you're trying to say. You don't want to join us, and instead, you want to rope us in. But All For One doesn't need allies. "He rubbed the hilt of his sword with his thumb:" Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? "
"If you kill this dying country, you'll only lose one of its many spies. It's not a big deal. But as long as I'm alive, you might be able to get help from me. Of course, it won't be for free. "Brando replied from his chair.
"But you should know that All For One's job isn't to build a new kingdom from the ashes." Tirste smiled.
"Allow me to introduce myself. That's my job. When the old system collapses, a new one will have to build on its corpse. You should know that this is inevitable. "
It had to be said that Brando was quite talented to be able to lie without batting an eyelid.
"How bold of you." The young noble couldn't help but clap his hands: "Erouine has gathered forces from all over the place, and the nobles there are scheming to gain more independence. But I'm sure they didn't expect a young man like you to spout such nonsense. Let me ask you, what do you plan to use to replace the centuries of House Corvado's rule? "
Brando smiled confidently, but it couldn't hide his lack of confidence. However, Tirste did not expect that the person in front of him was just a bluff, and his first impression was the strongest.
"'Gamblers don't have the confidence to win.' When the reward is high enough, the only thing left is courage. You should know that risk has never been tested in the hands of a fugitive. "Brando's expression didn't change as he replied with a merchant's proverb.
If the Roman were here, he would have wholeheartedly agreed with this saying, but she didn't have a systematic understanding of it. She was like a curious little animal that relied on her instincts to detect danger.
"But if that's the case, aren't we doing something useless?" Tirste crossed his arms and leaned forward. The 'we' he spoke of was none other than All For One. All For One's goal was to return to chaos, but Brando clearly told him that order was always in a cycle of destruction and self-improvement.
"Do you think I would do something that doesn't benefit me?" He asked.
"When a country falls into civil strife, civilization will decline. Isn't that your goal?" Brando used his unparalleled understanding of All For One to hit the nail on the head.
Tirste's expression changed slightly: "Seems like you know us well."
"I know all my potential friends and enemies." Brando replied with a double entendre.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he understood that success or failure depended on this.
On the other hand, the viscount from Manowar couldn't help but fall into deep thought for the first time. His condescending attitude was long gone, and for the first time, he felt that this young man wasn't as simple as he thought.
He didn't believe Brando's words at all. However, Brando's confidence attracted his attention. Tirste's hand was on his sword hilt, and he knew that most of the cases in history had proven that allowing a tiger to return to the mountains was a disaster.
But what threat could this young man pose to him?
"Actually, I have another question. Have you ever been to Pine Castle?" Tirste raised his head and asked out of curiosity.
Brando's expression changed. He was worried that Tirste would find out that he was the one who killed the high-ranking member of All For One in Pine Castle. Although he had a natural advantage of being a Black Iron-ranked fighter, it was hard for others to suspect him.
However, the world wasn't absolute. He didn't pay attention to the ring when he killed the man, and the members of All For One were able to sense his presence.
Before he could finish his thoughts, Tirste's sword was already thrusting towards him.
He found out? Brando felt a chill in his heart. He instinctively activated Charge, but immediately suppressed the urge to counterattack. That was because he was able to see Tirste's sword clearly after his speed increased by tenfold.
Normal people wouldn't be as familiar with the direction of a sword as Brando was, but he could tell that Tirste was probing him.
Sure enough, the cold gleaming sword pierced into the back of the chair beside him with a 'chi' sound.
Brando couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
"Middle Iron-ranked," Tirste muttered in a barely audible voice, frowning: "Looks like he's not that trash's match. But strange, what a coincidence."
In this room, only Brando and Tirste understood what he was talking about. Brando didn't say a word, but he was cursing Tirste in his mind for doubting his strength.
Tirste sheathed his sword and looked at the young man: "How much trouble can you cause for the nobles of Braggs in the near future?"
He asked.
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