TL: I kind of got rekt for trying sothing too hard of a subject. The lecturers didn’t like it and I want to fix things before I post it up. Don’t worry, I didn’t drop any series and I’ll be back on November 26/27 for updates on all the series.
I’m still speed TLing the chapter and there might be Engrish or TL mistakes.
Chapter 65 – rcenaries’ code
Brendel was throughly familiar with the background knowledge in the ga. While Amandina’s understanding was restricted to the books, Brendel was was a complete veteran. Even though the captain apparently did not use his full strength, Brendel accurately discerned his true strength.
[About a Mid-tier Silver Rank fighter. At this level, he can match the White-Mane army captain of a full corp, and nearly reaches the strength of a commander. This fact makes it clear that this group of rcenaries cannot be underestimated.]
Leto and the other rcenaries were retired, but they possessed the strength of a Mid-tier Iron Rank fighters, and Brendel thought they were no weaker than the group here when they were at their peak.
He had tried asking Leto a few tis about their background, but Leto did not wish to talk too much about it.
On the other side, Capo observed Brendel and felt a strange feeling crawl over his heart. His instinct was almost innate. When he looked at his black irides, they were as calm as though the event earlier did not happen. He had visited many places and seen many important n, consisting of Aouine’s nobles, great rchants, people from the desert and even a couple of mysterious wizards. None of them matched the youth’s deanor, who gave a faint smile like everything was under his control.
It was a look full of confidence as though he knew everything.
For one mont, the veteran rcenary felt as though the youth had seen through all his secrets. He frowned and shook his head, trying to get rid of the ridiculous notion out of his mind. He did not know that was the truth, and Brendel had seen through everything just by observing him a little longer.
In this age, not many people knew Randonian Fencing, including Capo himself. He had learned the swordsmanship when he was young, and he thought it was ridiculous that it was impossible for the youth to know about it unless he was a grandmaster swordsman.
He noted the girls beside Brendel.
[Their clothes seem to indicate they are from Bruglas... While the citizens of the Grinoires region have similar clothes throughout the region, they are relatively different from the mountain folks.]
Capo wanted to speak about this point, but Brendel had stolen his initiative.
“I take it that you rcenaries are not from this village?” Brendel’s eyes looked past Capo on purpose to look at the rcenaries behind him.
Amandina and Romaine stood quietly on Brendel’s left and right when he spoke. Amandina had learned enough political etiquette to know that it was not the ti for her to speak, while Romaine obediently blinked her eyes without saying anything through a rchant’s instinct.
Capo looked blankly at him for a short mont.
“Yes, and you?”
“We would pass through Chablis a few tis every year. Even though we’re not locals, we’re at least familiar with this place. The truth is I was wondering why Chablis had so many tourists of a sudden.” Brendel lied through his teeth. “Until I saw what happened earlier did I realize you were rcenaries—”
Amandina’s eyes glinted behind his back, but she did not change her expression. Romaine listened with smiles, as though what Brendel said was the truth, befitting of her profession.
“We’re here to accept the invitation to subjugate the lizardn bandits.” Brendel answered smoothly and calmly without breaking a sweat, making it impossible to see through any mistakes. The veteran rcenary did not think there was any issues with Brendel’s reply, and it was not a secret as to why they ca here.
But Capo still held on to his wary characteristics and did not continue talking about the lizardn bandits.
“You pass by Chablis a few tis every year? You must be a rchant. If there’s anything our rcenary group can do for you, please feel free to hire us and we will provide the best service for you.”
He turned his head around to look back as he spoke: “But I have to apologize now. We have a small problem on our side, and I’m afraid I need to leave imdiately. If you have the ti, I can represent as my commander and welco you to co to our camp any ti.”
Brendel smiled. Capo was obviously irritated that he was wasting his ti, and wanted to seek the youth who escaped earlier. He pretended that he did not notice the hidden aning behind Capo’s words, and expressed himself like he understood sothing: “I see.”
“This must be a coincidence.” Brendel imdiately added.
Capo was ready to leave, but he stopped upon hearing these words: “What?”
“It’s like this.” Brendel smiled and continued his reply: “TO be honest I’m not here for business this ti. I’m here to search for a particular item.”
Capo frowned and stopped moving.
“What are looking for?”
“i’m just looking for a rock slate that has ancient text written on it. This particular item is within the Baern ruins, and describes a historical incident about the Silver Elves. As you know, the ruins have been occupied by the lizardn about one year ago.” Brendel spoke evenly, as though this event actually happened.
“I ca to Chablis three months ago to investigate the lizardn situation. I brought a number of rcenaries along with with the intention of stealing the rock slate, but I did not expect to et Ser Capo and the rcenaries with you.”
Capo was completely surprised. “You an to say......”
Brendel imdiately nodded: “Yes, in order to have any outbreaks amongst us, I suggest using the 314th rule in the rcenaries’ code. We will temporarily join your n and assist you under the condition that we won’t risk our lives. After we are done with the mission, we will part our ways and take what we need. How does that sound?”
There is no formal agreent amongst the rcenaries’ code, but the rules could solve common disputes.
Long ago, the rcenaries had iron-clad agreents with the people who hired them and typically executed them faithfully, but the rcenaries tend to fight amongst themselves from verbal agreents.
It was only about a century ago before the Holy Cathedral of Fire beca the adminstrators for adventurers, that they establish the agreents amongst into a bible, known as the rcenaries’ code, and ended disputes temprorarily.
This code had been edited constantly and finally beca a complete book. This ti, Brendel had used a rare code that was established one hundred and fifty years ago in the Northern Aouine region, but there were very few people who brought this rule up in this era.
Capo paused for a while when he heard this suggestion.
“I doesn’t have a problem...... with this oath.” Capo eyed Brendel cautiously: “But I don’t have the authority to rule on this. If you’re interested, you have to et our commander. His na is Makarov, and more commonly known as the ‘Maned Wolf’. He’s now in the inn, and you should be able to find him there.”
“Understood.” Brendel nodded. “Then I shall take my leave and not waste your ti.”
Capo seed to co out from his trance and nodded.
Brendel did not mind his reaction. He had planned to make use of these rcenaries when he saw them. Even though the lizardn in the Baern forest were not malicious foes, it was still considerably difficult for him to lead his current forces to deal with them. If he had the additional help of the rcenaries in front of him, things would be much easier.
[Right now the Sage Slate is nothing more than a piece of rock in the eyes of most people. The value of it rose in the ga only after players started to cross other regions. I’m sure I can persuade that commander... but what was his na again? Maned Wolf Makarov?]
Brendel paused for a mont.
[The Blue Woods rcenaries. So it’s them. One of the most famous rcenaries in the southern region... But didn’t beco famous only after the Year of the Spring’s dawn? That’s five years later.]
He rubbed his forehead and started to doubt himself.
[A lapse in my mories? Or has sothing changed in history?]
Brendel did not know that Capo was facing doubts about the youth as well.
============================Capo’s POV===========================
“Captain, who’s that?”
Capo looked at one of the followers who ca towards him. He shook his head: “I’m not sure, he appears to be a rchant in this local region.”
“I heard him talking about our rcenaries’ Oath. I have never heard of 314th rule, is that a fake rule?” Another rcenary asked.
Capo shook his head. He knew that it was true, but it was only after Brendel described the rule that he recalled about it. It was not a particular thing to note of, as there were over seven hundred rules, and people only took care to rember the thirteen core rules. The other rules were just additional interpretation of how things should be done, and there was no strict regulation amongst rcenaries to use these rules.
But Capo felt that Brendel was the most mysterious and not a simple rchant.
“Having more people is a good thing.” One of the n imdiately said.
“Not really, who knows if these people are spies from the other side.”
“That is quite true—”
“Don’t worry. If he wants to join our group even for the shortest ti, he needs to pass the commander’s test according to the core rules.” One of the rcenaries replied: “The commander is definitely going to let Buga fight personally...”
The rcenary sighed and finished his words. “It’s a pity that Eke brat suddenly created trouble, otherwise he’s going to beco the center of attention again.”
The young rcenaries suddenly fell into a silence when the topic suddenly changed to Eke.
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