The choice was clear to the mercenaries.
They rushed towards the six carts of treasures, planning to seize the opportunity to drive away with them.
Howard, who had been watching them closely, hadn't moved.
He wouldn't let the fruits of his labor be stolen just like that.
He stood in front of the mercenaries, blocking their path.
"Gentlemen, even if you choose not to help, please do not cause trouble, or else..."
Howard's gaze swept over them, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.
The mercenaries laughed.
Or else what?
How could he, alone, stand a chance against so many of them?
Howard knew that once greed took over, it wouldn't be easy to reason with them.
He had already launched an attack while speaking.
One of the mercenaries, confident in his skills, stepped forward to meet Howard, believing he could easily kill him.
