I think about her proposal for a few seconds, remembering all of the unique remarks I've heard from Lith, the Bedrock director's warning, and the tone of her words.
Even when doing an enemy detection scan of the surrounding settlements, the special perk of my mythic-grade enemy detection gives me a very clear video-like view of everyone within my mana control range.
There isn't a single man in this jungle, I only sense women. Showing her my real face, or even an altered version doesn't seem like the correct thing to do If I want to further this trade relationship. There needs to be a hint of truth in what I show her, but I can't just flat out lie to her face.
I come up with an idea, activating concealment and changing my appearance while taking off my black helmet.
Ember smirks, and Lith's eyes widen with surprise as the replicated face of Bri is revealed beneath my helmet. I change a few structural features to make sure it's not an exact match, however, she's the last woman I met face to face with and have her appearance fresh in my mind.
If one were to compare myself right now side by side with Bri, there are clear differences, but one could mistake us for being related.
I do this to give a reasonable alibi in case Bri doesn't want to show her face to any partnered Regions in the future, it's like she was never here and it's all a coincidence. However, if she does, it would be easy to pretend it was her all along. Human memory is very malleable, anyone can be tricked into believing anything as long as the conditions are set up to align with their preconceived notions.
My darker-toned skin contrasts with the jungle and long black silky hair wavers in the air. I make eye contact with their leader for a full three seconds before turning the corner of my lip up and placing the helmet back on my head, deactivating the concealment perk.
The tall warrior with the spear lets out a laugh, and the two women with bows drawn power down their wind magic arrows while the serious expression on their leader's face turns to a relieved smirk. She pulls another item box off of her waist and sets it on the table.
"I had a feeling I'd like you. No wonder I accepted this trade; my instincts were right."
She motions for me to look through the pouch while explaining the difference in the order she wants for next month.
It's over twice the size of the last, and all details and down payments are inside.
While I sift through the spatial magic item to make sure everything she says is present, I get a telepathy message from Ember.
"Quick thinking. I believe that's exactly what she wanted to see, but do you really think that was a good idea in the long run?"
I reply through our link.
"Technically her team did craft all of this gear. It's not like I'm lying about that... I'll fill Bri in when we get back to make sure she is okay with this. However, I doubt she will pass on making a new connection in a far off region and would be happy to handle further business here if I make the offer. It's up to her."
Ember nods but asks another question.
"How about the Association? This is a regional director we're dealing with. They surely have Bri's picture on file somewhere. Even if you made her appearance look slightly different, high level craftsmanship skills aren't easy to come by. It's not out of the realm of possibilities they connect the link"
Trading under a secret identity isn't against Association Policy. They themselves are the largest customers buying from someone they don't even know. I doubt Bri would even be in trouble if anyone found out, but Ember has a point.
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