"How could this man become so powerful?"
"He's not a knight, so normally it should be impossible to compete with Killian, let alone defeat him!"
"I want to know how he got so strong."
Thinking this, Ultia was filled with conviction as he looked at Maxime.
Maxime, however, didn't notice.
Instead, he had other things on his mind. He looked at the crowd of soldiers who were now slightly worried about where they were going to sleep in the evening.
"Soldier friends."
"To be honest, this duel was totally derisory, but for as many of us as possible to come back alive from the battles ahead, I had no choice."
The soldiers listened to Maxime without a sound, while the mercenaries wisely stood behind their leader.
"Our mercenary group represents 3/4 of the power in this village, and you represent the remaining quarter."
Hearing this, the soldiers found it hard to believe Maxime.
