Brian Carter stood to the side, waiting for the main character of this mission, while taking out a grilled fish to feed the kitten. He pulled out the mercenary card he had just received yesterday to study it. This mercenary card could not only record missions, but also function as a bank card. The material was a special crystal capable of memory magic, and with a special method, it could be used for recording in the future.

Brian Carter thought that if he could crack this method, the banks would go bankrupt. But this thing had already been in use for nearly a thousand years, and none of the vulnerabilities Brian Carter imagined had ever appeared—probably because it was just too unique.

No wonder it cost a gold coin. On Earth, you also had to pay to get a card, and there was even an annual fee, but this one had no annual fee. In terms of confidentiality, it was even better than what was done on Earth. It directly recorded a person's mental wave, which no one could crack.

While Brian Carter was still studying how to crack it, the caravan arrived. When Brian Carter looked up and saw the caravan, his eyes fixed on the leader—it was actually Mr. Foster. Needless to say, this was the same caravan he had entered Kayue Town with. It seemed he really was fated to cross paths with this group.

Mr. Foster also saw Brian Carter and was a bit surprised, but thinking about it, it wasn’t strange for Brian Carter to take this mission. After all, they had posted it just yesterday, and Brian Carter had accepted it yesterday as well. Plus, the mission had no restrictions on profession or level.

“Brian Carter, I didn’t expect we’d meet again. This fate is really something else,” Mr. Foster joked.

“Heh heh... it really is fate.”

Mr. Foster looked at the people who had come and said, “Please state your name, profession, and level so we can assign roles accordingly.”

“Henry Foster, twenty-five, intermediate swordsman, B-rank mercenary.” A cool-looking swordsman reported his name while looking at his sword.

“Evan Brooks, twenty, advanced mage, C-rank mercenary. Please take care of me, everyone.” A frail-looking young man said shyly.

After everyone finished introducing themselves, Mr. Foster wrote their names down in a register. There were six people in total: five swordsmen and one mage, namely Evan Brooks, the advanced mage. The other four swordsmen all had strength above advanced swordsman. All four were B-rank mercenaries. After all, this was a B-rank mission, and the reward wasn’t very high, so it didn’t attract any top experts.

Just as Mr. Foster was about to close the register, he noticed Brian Carter standing to the side hadn’t given his information. Although they knew each other, he had never heard Brian Carter talk about his abilities. Mr. Foster was still a bit suspicious about his profession, so he took this opportunity to ask, “Brian Carter, what about you? I need to know your details.”

Brian Carter replied mischievously, “Brian Carter, nineteen years old, unmarried, family situation—confidential, but definitely wealthy, no bad habits...”

Everyone was stunned by Brian Carter’s answer. Mr. Foster quickly reacted and stopped Brian Carter from continuing: “Brian Carter, just state your profession and level.”

“...I’m known as an outstanding youth. Ah, you don’t need to know more about me. Actually, the more we know about each other, the better our teamwork, so we should get closer. As for my profession, I’m the most dashing swordsman. I’ve received the advanced swordsman title from the Swordsman Guild, and as for the Mercenary Guild, I just registered as a G-rank mercenary. We’ll be together for a while, so please take care of your little brother.” After rambling for a bit, Brian Carter finally reported his profession and level.

While everyone was getting a headache, they were a bit surprised to hear Brian Carter say he was an advanced swordsman. It wasn’t unheard of to become an advanced swordsman at nineteen, but it was rare, especially with the dagger-like sword Brian Carter carried.

Everyone carefully sized up Brian Carter. The impression he gave was of a certain inexplicable aura, and with the sword hanging at his side, he seemed a bit otherworldly. But listening to Brian Carter talk, and seeing the cat on his shoulder, that ethereal feeling vanished, replaced by a very comfortable vibe.

The woman in the carriage almost burst out laughing when she heard Brian Carter speak. Only now did she realize how interesting Brian Carter was, and she felt an urge to study him.

As for why Brian Carter had changed like this, it was because he had figured some things out last night. Although he had been working hard to improve his strength before, his heart was confused. When he was alone, he didn’t notice it, but after interacting with the caravan, Brian Carter clearly felt he had no direction in this world. He also hadn’t truly integrated into it.

Now, Brian Carter had figured something out: since he was in this world, he might as well travel around and, like the heroes of old, beat up those who deserved it. If he hadn’t integrated into this world, so be it—after all, he wasn’t from here. Sometimes, seeing the world as an outsider could be an interesting experience.

Mr. Foster said, “Our mission is to escort the young lady to the imperial city. You must protect her and make sure nothing happens to her.” After explaining the mission, everyone made their preparations and set off for the imperial city.