Chapter 1139: Chapter 283: Acquiring the Bomb_2
Brand smiled slightly, "Well then, happy cooperation, Count."
In the past sixteen years of Delphire’s life, he never imagined he would have a pleasant cooperation with a group of unwelcome guests—or rather, bandits from the forest—this was what he thought of Brand and the others. Yet, for some reason, he didn’t feel as unwilling as he assumed. He couldn’t help but exchange glances with his two subordinates, the Female Knights Nia and the Swordman Ronin. The Female Knight looked displeased, while Ronin merely shrugged.
"Well then, happy... cooperation."
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"You certainly have a knack for captivating people, Lord," Char couldn’t help but say this on the way home, though it was hard to tell if he was intending to praise or genuinely admiring. On the road, he had finished telling Antitina and Roman the ’story’ of their trip and couldn’t resist mentioning this when discussing the negotiation between his Lord and the young Count of Yan Castle.
"I captivate people?" Brand, riding on horseback, wrapped his arms around the Merchant Lady sitting in front of him and tilted his head: "When did I captivate people? You must be talking about Andreg."
"Humph!" The Vampire Maiden riding on another horse not far away couldn’t help but snort. She rode a tall, pure black warhorse, insisting on choosing this color.
"No, no, no, that’s not what I meant," Char, sitting on a mottled yellow-brown horse, quickly explained: "I meant that the Lord perfectly conquered the last psychological barrier of the Count when you took out that Record Crystal at just the right moment, reminding me of those wandering Nocosen people on the highland. You must have heard, Nocosen people are synonymous with cunning merchants in the area of Karasu."
"Nocosen people are synonymous with cunning merchants everywhere, not just in Karasu, and can’t you come up with something better?" Brand replied in a somewhat annoyed tone.
"However, speaking of which, I remember the Record Crystals from the territory are saved with Miss Antitina, right?" Hu Que suddenly asked: "Lord, how did you think of asking Miss Antitina for such an item? Did you know the Count was studying Spirit Summoning Technique?"
"Record Crystal?" Brand took out a Crystal Ball. "Are you talking about this?" He smiled and casually tossed the Crystal Ball into the roadside grass.
"Lord?" Hu Que was stunned.
At this moment, Little Roman sitting in front of Brand couldn’t help but giggle. Her body leaned back slightly and then she tilted her head, resting her soft back against Brand’s chest, smiled sweetly and said, "That’s no Record Crystal, it’s the Crystal Ball I bought at night. How hateful, that wicked-hearted merchant used a glass ball to deceive people, having no professional ethics!"
"Ah?" Hu Que was dumbfounded.
"No, no," Char shook his head: "As cunning merchants go, that guy actually does have professional ethics."
"That’s true," Roman immediately agreed.
"But I didn’t expect the Yanbao Family to decline to such a degree," Char shrugged, becoming somewhat serious: "Couldn’t even find a proper heir, surely if there was an elder who could hold the scene together, they wouldn’t let such a naive little princess come alone to Ambeser, right?"
"Little princess?" Antitina was puzzled.
"It’s the Countess," Brand shook his head, his Willpower was too high, and a simple Illusion Technique couldn’t affect his mind. Both he and Char actually saw through Delphire’s disguise at a glance, and probably only the young Count did not realize it. But just like Char said, letting such a young lady from the Yanbao Family come to Ambeser for the nobles’ meetings surely indicates some trouble. Connecting the dots with Delphire’s series of actions, it’s easy to conclude. However, now is not the time to meddle; no matter who the counterpart is, as long as they can lead them into the nobles’ venue it will suffice.
Thinking of this, he turned back to Furlo and asked, "What did you find at the site of that demon’s relic?"
Furlo glanced at him, then took out a huge golden metal bracelet with thumb-thick size, engraved with some strange flame-like patterns—anyone who recognized these patterns could immediately identify them as a kind of Hell script—on it was recorded the full text of the Demon Contract carved on the Sulfur Tablet, the eleventh layer of the Scorching Hell.
"Demon Bracelet!" Brand couldn’t help but exclaim in his heart when he saw this golden bracelet. Demon Bracelets were rumored to be tools used by high-level demons in Hell to control lower demons. This legend was spread by the witches of Bunosson, though nobody has ever verified its truth. But with this golden bracelet as a medium, players who are proficient in Spirit Communication Skill can indeed sign contracts with certain existences from the Lower World. It’s a rare and highly valuable item in the game.
But the crucial point is, this item in Amber Sword is like a hot potato; there is no auction site here, and even if it is placed in an underground black market, who would dare to blatantly buy such a thing? Although Brand understood the value of this item, he couldn’t find a better way to sell it. There was no way he would go and do business with cultists, Brand felt he wasn’t crazy enough for that.
He looked at the item back and forth several times; he could actually use the Demon Bracelet only needing to switch Profession to Summoner. But there is another issue, demons summoned from the Demon Bracelet by mortals are not usually subordinates, but the owners of the bracelet. Although Brand knew there were many Demon Lords in Scorching Hell who used these Demon Bracelets, within them ranging from the lowest-tier Demon Lord to the twelve Demon King-level existers at the top, nobody knows what kind of devilish thing this will summon.
If it summons a King of Greed, the Deceiver or the Lord of Demoness, maybe a deal could be done, but if it summons the King of Purgatory, Aken, or the Lord of Broken Sword, Luo Se, the most terrifying beings of the Scorching Hell, the summoner would surely be doomed to disappear, potentially sparking off a war between Purgatory and the Mortal World. Brand remembered that before, a player had once caused such a fiasco, resulting in a gigantic plot chain.
He stared at the item in his hand for quite a while, barely suppressing the curiosity inherent to players, knowing full well curiosity killed the cat. Brand was wise enough to recognize this. He cautiously placed it into the Dimension Hole, deciding to leave this thing alone for now because he believed based on his luck, he might inadvertently summon the King of Purgatory, Aken.
However, Furlo who witnessed his odd behavior couldn’t help but ask, "What’s this?"
"A time bomb."
Brand replied somewhat helplessly.
...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
