Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

"Come out, take them both away."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people emerged from the bushes and carried the honey fruit and plums on their shoulders.

"Golden Retriever is a noble lady, the kind of person the boss wants."

"And what about the one with black hair?"

Brandon thought for a moment and said:

"This little girl is the last descendant of the Light Shield family. She has the protection of her ancestors in her bloodline. When you kill her, remember to bleed her first, and then have several people wear down the heroic spirits she summons. Oh, and note that you should collect her blood. It can fetch a good price on the black market."

Someone created a check-in thread in the book club community, with 1000 coins for each post and no upper limit. Everyone, go and laugh at him.

Chapter 59, Section 58: Brandon, the Passionate Man

The timeline returns to twenty minutes later.

Domi rode at top speed and returned to the location he had agreed upon with Brandon and the others.

He jumped down from the tree, and there was no one below; there were no signs of a struggle.

If he had time-reversal magic like Carlos, he would quickly find out what happened here.

The problem is that he didn't have any, so he could only rely on some details to obtain information.

He didn't mind the dirt; he ran his hands through the soil, carefully searching for any clues.

“Three different footprints… a large boot, a small high boot, and a small iron boot—it’s definitely those three.”

Next, examine the direction and trajectory of the footprints.

"They've actually gone deeper in..."

The sense of unease is gradually growing.

I recalled the conjecture that had popped into my head when I rushed back:

The distribution of the thief camps resembles a triangle, with the largest camp in the very center and a smaller temporary camp on each side.

Once prey enters this triangular area, the thieves who have expanded their patrol range can immediately issue a report. The alert thieves can then take immediate action, coordinating with their accomplices on both sides to form a three-way encirclement, leaving the prey with nowhere to escape!

However, with him as a scout, it was clearly impossible for the prey to go in on its own, so someone would inevitably have to drive the prey in.

And the one who drove this was the traitor within the squad!

If this conjecture was previously in a state of unverification, then everything that has been discovered now has become a key to verifying it.

Brandon, Honey, and May—two of them may be in trouble.

Domi stood up and looked into the depths of the forest, wondering whether or not to save them.

These were just strangers who met by chance. Even if they died, it wouldn't concern him. It was just a matter of reputation. No one would want an adventurer who survived while all his teammates died. Even if he told the mage tower staff the truth, they wouldn't believe him because there was no evidence.

Haha, in this way, the code name 'Omen of Death' will become a reality, and it will stink to the extreme.

Nobody wants an adventurer who survives while all their teammates die, even if they end up alone and wandering the world by themselves... bullshit.

'Death Omen' is an identity he wants to cultivate carefully, as it will be of great use in the future (referring to earning villain points). How can he die before he even gets started!

Even if it's just for the sake of his youthful appearance, he has to go through this!

Slogan! Save Xiao Meimei!

He made up his mind, turned around and rushed back into the forest, once again traversing the woods.

"The trail was the same, but I didn't see them when I came back. The footprints were still quite fresh, which means they had met with some misfortune, but not long ago. I guess they were being taken to the camp!"

After some reasoning, Domi successfully predicted the thieves' movements.

Indeed, several thieves were carrying plums and honey fruit back to the camp, but compared to Domi, who was far away, they could already see the smoke rising from the camp, mixed with the aroma of roasting meat.

Once they finish this deal, they'll be rich. It's not unreasonable for them to have a celebration banquet in advance.

Brandon, who was leading the way, arrived at the camp gate and shouted:

"Where's the boss? Call him out here! I've brought that young lady back!"

One of the men around the campfire went to report to the tent, while the others gathered around, playfully punching Brandon in the chest.

"You're pretty good, kid," said a scarred man. "I thought your undercover plan was pretty far-fetched, but I didn't expect you to actually pull it off. The boss will definitely give you a big credit this time!"

The other accomplices kept egging them on:

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at these two girls, they're really pretty, especially the one with black hair, it would be a shame to kill her."

"Why don't we wait until the brothers have had their fun before we kill them?"

"I agree!"

"What do you agree with? The boss hasn't even said anything yet, right, boss?"

The word "boss" immediately silenced them.

A burly, bald man wearing a black cloak, his chest and breasts exposed, carrying a large machete, walked out from the automatically parting crowd.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he stared at Honey Fruit for a moment, then took out a portrait from his pocket and compared it with the others. Finally, he confirmed that the young priest was indeed the young lady of a lower-middle-class noble family in the main city of Brofield.

Although she was not valued within the family because she had an older brother, she was still a tool for marriage alliances and a bargaining chip for the family to gain a powerful backer, which could still be exchanged for a considerable amount of money.

Even if a young lady like her were to go out and experience life, her family would still provide her with secret bodyguards. However, Brandon discovered these bodyguards and had them all killed on the day of her departure.

If they wait until they discover all their guards are dead before coming to find Honey Fruit, it will be too late.

“Well, you did a great job, Brandon,”

The burly man tore the portrait into pieces, letting them scatter freely, and looked at Brandon, saying:

"I'll reward you with 100 gold dragons. Besides that, what other reward do you want to make up for your months of infiltration? Just tell me, and I'll try my best to satisfy you."

Compared to the ransom demanded by that noble family, 100 gold dragons were nothing, Brandon understood this, but fortunately his boss didn't go too far and gave him the freedom to act.

He knew a secret that no one else knew, which cost him nearly 100 gold dragons to obtain. If he could make good use of this secret, he would gain far more than a thousand gold dragons!

Brandon bowed to the burly man, patted his chest, and said humbly:

"Boss, to be honest, during these past few months of impersonation, I couldn't help but fall in love with this Miss Mei."

He pointed to Mei, who had black hair.

"But I know that the blood of the Lightshield family is also valuable, and Mei won't live much longer, so I want to leave each other with the most beautiful memories on this last night."

The eldest brother looked at Brandon with great surprise, but this was fine. At least he didn't ask for an exorbitant amount that would put him in a difficult position. She was just a woman from a fallen magical noble family. What was wrong with letting him have his way?

So he simply waved his hand and approved the reward, seemingly to appear very magnanimous.

The others looked at him with puzzled expressions, as if to say, "That's it?"

Brandon, is he a hopeless romantic?

Ps:

Regarding some readers' comments that the 'blank template' is a transformation plot or a man dressing as a woman, that's not actually the case. I've provided a supplementary explanation in Chapter 53, which you can skip to read for more details.

To put it simply, the consciousness of 'blank template' is inherent after creation; it is not a copy of Domi's consciousness, so it cannot be considered a transformation.

Domi is essentially Aurora's creator, and its future role will likely be that of Domi's hidden henchman.

Done~

Please read on tomorrow!

Chapter 60, Page 59: The Secret of the Light Shield

All the world knows is that once a member of the Lightshield family is in mortal danger, their blood will resonate with the Hall of Heroes in the void, summoning the family's ancestors to save them.

If the mysterious man hadn't been paid 100 gold dragons, no one would have known.

This is a secret that exists only within the Lightshield family.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't be able to find another pure female orphan of the Light Shield.

Because the only one left was lying in his tent.

Shedding the heavy and bulky armor, her beautiful figure and firm breasts were revealed; now, only the last layer of clothing remained to cover her shame.

Brandon was thrilled at the thought of the blessing the man had described.

The feeling was like a sudden awakening! A rebirth! This is one of the few supernatural powers in the world that can completely cleanse one's very being!

Those who lack talent can find another path, while those with talent can reach even greater heights!

Brandon only has basic wind-type talent. His parents didn't give him a good birth; they gave him the dream of reaching the sky, but not the ability to fly. So he has to earn it himself.

"I'm sorry, Mei, please contribute your strength to my dream."

But in his extremely excited state, he didn't notice that Mei's eyelashes trembled slightly...

Meanwhile, Domi had already returned to the outside of the largest camp.

After observing for a while, I noticed some changes since my first visit:

The number of patrolling men around had decreased significantly, with only three or four remaining. They looked frail and were probably just there to make up the numbers.

Apart from the few rookie patrolling who looked sleepy, everyone else in the camp seemed more energetic.

They... seem to be having a bonfire party?

The meat of beef, mutton, and pork was skewered on wooden sticks, placed on the campfire, and occasionally sprinkled with cumin and oil, the aroma spreading throughout the camp.

The thieves brought out box after box of expensive liquor, clearly stolen from traveling merchants.

In short, they ate and drank quite happily.

Good.

The more relaxed they are, the better Domi is at rescuing the two.

After circling the campsite, we couldn't see any team members outside the tents, so we had to stay inside them.

Domi easily bypassed the patrolling thieves, climbed over the wooden fence, and used his dagger to cut a slit in the back of the tent so he could see inside.