Roa smiled and said casually: "As for the props, you can keep them for now. None of your props are pleasing to the eye."
Brain's old face suddenly turned red, feeling a little ashamed.
The young man's words were like silent ridicule, piercing deeply into his heart.
But right now, Roa can agree to his request, which is undoubtedly a good thing for him.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Master!"
Brain made a gesture to salute, but was directly stopped by Roa.
"I didn't say I would accept you as a disciple. You don't have that qualification yet."
Brain looked at Roa eagerly and said, "Then, what is my status?"
"You? A handyman? Or a registered disciple?"
Roa hesitated for a moment, and couldn't make up his mind.
Brain asked unwillingly, "Do you have any disciples?"
In fact, in Brain's opinion, Roa is highly skilled, but he may not have any disciples, after all, Roa looks too young.
However, to Brain's surprise, the young man answered almost without thinking about this question: "Of course there are."
"Handyman disciples, registered disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and elite disciples, my sect probably has these divisions. Of course, above the elite, there are also true disciples."
Brain listened in stunned silence, unable to speak. He was not surprised for long, and soon reacted to the two words in Roa's words.
"Sect'?"
With the good learning spirit of asking if he doesn't understand, Brain directly said: "Master, you are not alone? I see that there is no one else around you, so I always thought you were just one person."
Roa rolled his eyes at Brain. Although he didn't let the other party call him Master, judging from the other party's appearance, it seemed that he was going to stay with him.
"Don't look at me like this, I am the head of a sect, and in my sect, I am the strongest, known as the [Sword God]."
Roa couldn't help but feel proud when he said this title.
The two words Sword God are not something that anyone can take on.
Being able to reach the god level in a certain field is enough to be crowned with the name of [God].
The word God proves that he has walked out of a great road in this field and become a pioneer.
Brain listened with interest, and when he saw Roa showing an unprecedented proud and confident look, he subconsciously asked: "Sword God? I heard that Master is a high-level magic caster?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Roa nodded slightly.
Brain then asked, "Isn't it better to specialize in one way? Will this distract your energy, Master?"
This is another question that has been discussed since ancient times. Roa saw at a glance what Brain wanted to ask, so he directly said: "That's true, specializing in one way is naturally the best, and most people in this world don't necessarily have the talent for magic in this area. Don't be too ambitious, just practice swordsmanship honestly."
"First cultivate your Wind of the Great Forest to my level before you can be considered successful."
Roa stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in Roa's right hand.
The long sword is simple and exudes a vicissitudes of life. The sword body presents a strange curved color.
Windpipe.
Meaning to seal the throat with blood.
The moment the long sword appeared in Roa's hand, Brain's eyes were deeply attracted by the Windpipe.
Although the sword was not unsheathed, Brain had already felt the extraordinariness of the long sword.
Roa held the sword hilt in his right hand, his posture casual, but in the next moment, a silent slash had already descended, dividing the atmosphere and drawing a beautiful cut.
The Windpipe was casually slashed by Roa, reaching the realm of silence.
Brain's eyes were wide open. This time, he didn't activate his field, so he couldn't see how Roa made his move.
"Well, unleashing a slash of this level barely qualifies you to be my disciple."
Roa inserted the Windpipe into its scabbard and tossed it to Brain.
Brain subconsciously caught it with both hands. The ancient longsword looked slender and delicate, but upon truly holding it, one would discover that this longsword was surprisingly heavy, not as light as it appeared.
Brain gave Roa a questioning look. Roa shrugged and said, "Since you're a handyman disciple, you can help me carry this sword. Oh, its name is Windpipe."
In fact, Roa had wanted to find a sword-bearer for a while. Of course, Roa's ideal sword-bearer had to be a beautiful woman.
Roa's requirements for a sword-bearer were very lenient.
She could be a mature woman, a little loli, someone with a frosty expression, or someone passionate and open.
Roa didn't have many requirements in this regard.
However, he had never considered a man, especially not an uncle like Brain, who was not within Roa's expectations.
It could only be said that fate was playing tricks. But since he had chosen to have Brain follow him, he would let him play this role for the time being, anyway, it wouldn't last too long.
"So, what should we do next? Master?" Brain held the sword with both hands, looking at Roa with expectant eyes.
Roa pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Let's go to the guild and see if there are any missions."
After saying that, Roa took the lead and walked towards the guild.
The guild in the Royal capital was relatively more formal, and there weren't many adventurers shouting and making noise. Compared to the adventurer guilds outside, it lacked a lively atmosphere.
However, when Roa appeared in the guild, the already quiet guild became even more silent.
Roa's eyes scanned the requests above. There were no missions that Roa wanted to take. His gaze quickly swept across the list on the mission board. The content was varied, and most of them were for being bodyguards for nobles.
Roa just glanced at it casually and immediately lost interest.
But before Roa could take a closer look, a loud voice came from behind.
"Hey, look what we have here?"
It was a very androgynous female voice. The person who would speak to Roa like this in such a boisterous manner could only be one person.
Roa turned around expressionlessly and saw the 'strong man' in armor, with a burly and sturdy figure.
Roa glanced at the other party expressionlessly. Of course, it wasn't just Gagaran alone. Behind her were three unfamiliar faces, and the short loli girl they had met once before was also among them.
This lineup made Roa feel a little novel. Roa asked with interest, "Oh, I didn't expect you all to be here."
The relationship between the two sides couldn't be considered deep. Although they were both adamantite-ranked adventurers, they definitely didn't meet often.
Gagaran stepped forward in a boisterous manner. Her gaze swept over Brain standing behind Roa, and she said strangely, "Brain, what are you doing here?"
Gagaran's gaze first swept over the longsword in Brain's hand. There was no doubt that this longsword wasn't the type that Brain liked to use.
A handy weapon was very important to an adventurer, especially Brain, who had practiced swordsmanship to the point of madness, even shaping his figure to resemble his beloved sword.
In response to Gagaran's question, Brain raised his chest and proudly raised his head, "Now, I have successfully become a handyman disciple under my master."
"Handyman? Disciple?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. It was a brand new term, but judging from the name, the status shouldn't be too high.
If it were the old Brain, how could he so easily submit to someone, let alone accept such a slave-like status?
But after experiencing so many things, Brain's state of mind was already very different from before. Brain didn't feel ashamed of this status. On the contrary, he felt a sense of pride in his heart.
This was an excellent position to watch Roa's moves up close, a position that many people dreamed of but couldn't obtain.
At this moment, the meeting of the two teams undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention. It was truly rare for two adamantite-ranked teams to collide at the same time.
The young man was dressed in a green shirt, with an adamantite-ranked adventurer's badge on his waist. The young man had golden hair and golden eyes, and his features were incomparably handsome. Although the expression on his face was indifferent, giving off a sense of rejection, in reality, when Roa spoke, this indifferent aura dissipated for the most part.
The members of Blue Roses were all staring at Roa's face without blinking.
Roa was already used to it and took it for granted.
Of course, being used to it was one thing, but being stared at like this always felt uncomfortable.
Roa's gaze swept over everyone and quickly stopped on a young woman standing behind.
The woman had golden hair and green eyes, wearing a set of light armor. When their eyes met, the girl couldn't withstand Roa's gaze and subconsciously turned her head away.
But this small action made her feel like she had lost face, but Roa didn't care so much.
"Lakyus, I didn't expect your team to be fully mobilized. Is something big about to happen?" Roa tentatively asked, also wanting to extract more information.
Lakyus raised an eyebrow. This noblewoman pondered for a moment in her heart, then suddenly smiled and said, "I see you've been standing here for a while. Are you looking to take on some requests?"
Roa nodded slightly.
Lakyus continued, "In that case, I have a mission here with a fairly generous reward. Would you like to try it?"
The members of Blue Roses exchanged glances, and all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
The strength of Eight Fingers wasn't weak. In fact, to some extent, the senior members of the organization gathered together could form a powerful force, comparable to adamantite-ranked adventurers. Such enemies would naturally be somewhat troublesome.
However, it was only limited to being troublesome.
For the Blue Roses team, it was still solvable.
But Lakyus actually invited Roa to participate, which clearly meant she had other ideas.
Roa didn't have so many concerns and directly asked, "Is it Eight Fingers? Are you planning to take action against them?"
If it was like in the original story, the situation here would become much more complicated.
First, there were the flags on the surface, the members of Eight Fingers, then there were the forces of the Royal capital, and then there were the personnel sent by the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
If there were no accidents, Demiurge should be in charge of this mission this time.
Honestly, Demiurge's combat power wasn't that strong. It would be easy for Roa to kill him, but that would inevitably provoke the other party's retaliation, which would be a direct break in relations.
But if he let the other party go, the Royal capital would sooner or later fall into chaos.
After all, there were people within the Royal capital who had defected to the Great Tomb of Nazarick. If he let it go, how long could the Royal capital last with internal and external cooperation?
It was only a matter of time before this country was annexed and devoured by the other party.
Thinking of this, Roa frowned.
At this moment, a bold idea arose in his heart: directly kill Renner, the one known as the [Golden Princess]. Although it wouldn't have a permanent effect, it would at least slow down Ainz's group's pace of attack.
But as he thought about it, more doubts arose in Roa's heart.
Roa always felt that this matter wasn't that simple.
He had revealed a lot of information to Ainz. Ainz knew that the culprit was the Slane Theocracy. In that case, could Ainz still honestly and slowly develop as in the original story?
And he always felt that the appearance and invitation of Blue Roses were too coincidental.
But honestly, this kind of coincidence really suited his heart.
Lakyus was a little surprised how Roa knew. However, before she could ask, Roa smiled faintly and said what was in her heart first: "The fact that you're all mobilized, and the location is in the Royal capital, I can't think of anything other than Eight Fingers."
Lakyus's expression became a little unsightly. She smiled and said, "I didn't expect that even an outsider could see the current situation. But you're right, that's indeed the case. To be on the safe side, I hope you can help us this time."
"No problem." Roa agreed very readily.
Getting an accurate answer, Lakyus's face also showed a smile: "In that case, I look forward to your future performance."
After saying that, Lakyus prepared to leave with everyone.
Brain complimented, "If Master takes action, this mission will definitely be a piece of cake."
Roa just nodded slightly to Brain's words: "This time it's not as simple as it looks on the surface, it may involve more things."
Brain asked in confusion: "More things?"
Roa just stopped there and didn't reveal any more information.
Blue Roses's action time was on the night of the second day.
Roa, as agreed, brought Brain to the place agreed upon with Blue Roses.
The two sides prepared to act together, and after obtaining more information, they would arrange specific tasks according to the content of the information.
Roa didn't care. In fact, this time the task of annihilating Eight Fingers was just a piece of cake for him.