Xia Nan rather liked the atmosphere aboard the Oath of Vengeance Blades.
In his view, if an Adventurer party wanted to survive for a long time under a dangerous, high-pressure lifestyle, order and rules were important, of course, but good relationships between the members were also indispensable.
Only when they knew one another's personalities—at least to the point where, even if grudges arose between them, they still clearly knew the other person would never betray them on a mission because of it, and could still entrust their backs to each other in battle—could a team go on for the long haul.
Otherwise, given the nature of Adventuring as a high-risk, high-income profession, even if the team itself was strong enough to endure one mission after another, it would ultimately collapse from within.
Of course, this was only Xia Nan's own shallow view of Adventurer parties.
It had been less than two years since he transmigrated, and he did not have much experience.
He had even less experience with a fixed party. Even when he occasionally cooperated with other Adventurers because a commission required it, his teammates usually did not come to very good ends.
To a certain extent, for him to be making this kind of summary and saying things like "I like the team atmosphere" was actually a bit too hellish.
But no matter what, from the brief exchange he had just had with the Oath of Vengeance Blades' other two core members, and from the information captured through his Perception alone, he could roughly judge that over the next three months, his time in the team should not be too difficult. At the very least, there did not seem to be any terrible teammates who were impossible to get along with.
"Creak... creak..."
Leather boots stepped onto the