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"But one day, we had an opportunity... And that opportunity is you."

Erwan also nodded.

"Although we're still worried about our families, in the short term, it should be okay since the duke thinks we're dead."

And of course, both had their black masks attached to them, ready to be put on at the first human contact.

Because they themselves knew the consequences if their identity were to be revealed.

Maxime continued to listen attentively.

"You know, boss, we'd never fought to protect and save before. It's only in your world that we've rediscovered the values that made us dream when we were little."

"And for that..."

Erwan and Lioran looked at each other, then the two pretended to understand each other, they stopped and bowed to Maxime.

"Thank you very much."

"Thank you very much."

Maxime smiled at that.

"I also thank you for following me. After all, unlike Kaite and Langus, there's nothing stopping you from leaving."

"It's not like we have anywhere else to go." replied Lioran with a laugh.

Erwan also laughed at that, but after a moment he became more serious.

"To be honest, we're staying because we really see this as an opportunity to join this group of mercenaries."

"Not only do the values suit us and we share them, but on top of that, we have the opportunity to take revenge with our own hands."

Now that he knew the story, Maxime could naturally understand their desire for revenge.

Because although they hadn't explained what had really happened, they had undoubtedly suffered and done some truly horrible things for many years.

Behind their smiles and laughter lay a heavy past.

At the same time, Maxime was faced with a dilemma.

Should he support them? Should he let them sort things out for themselves?

At the beginning of the mercenary group, it was naturally not a problem to avenge his men, as he had done with the bandit group.

But there were already a hundred or so mercenaries in the group now, and there would be even more in the future.

If the mercenary group started to avenge each of its men's personal grudges and make enemies everywhere, not only might finding work be difficult in the future, but the mercenary group could also end up being wiped out.

It was a very serious matter.

After a moment's silence, Maxime replied very seriously:

"Do what you want, but don't spit in the soup that fed you. That's my only request."

Erwan and Lioran broke out in a sweat.

They immediately stopped and knelt down.

Maxime also stopped and turned around.

The other mercenaries also noticed a strange movement, and everyone stopped and turned in the direction of the scene.

Langus and Kaite, in the distance, looked carefully at the scene.

They were their men and they were their responsibility. If they did something wrong, they would have to take some of the responsibility.

"What are you doing?" asked Maxime, frowning.

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"We apologize, boss, and at the same time we swear allegiance to you."

Erwan continued:

"Don't worry, boss, we'll never do anything to compromise the group."

Maxime shook his head with a small sigh, then took care of picking them up himself.

The two men wanted to resist, but they realized that they seemed to have no strength, or rather they had no way of resisting in the face of absolute force.

They felt like children facing their father.

"As long as you don't harm the mercenary group, the Saber-toothed Tigers will always be your home."

"And even if you do something stupid, as long as there was no intention to harm the mercenary group, then the family will be there to protect you."

Maxime's gentle words warmed Erwan and Lioran's hearts enormously.

If Maxime could see their loyalty, he would see that Erwan and Lioran's loyalty, which was originally average, was climbing at full speed.

And it wasn't just them, the mercenaries behind Maxime were also touched, while Andrew, Terry, James and Piedro smiled softly.

Izo didn't react particularly, but he was happy inside even though he didn't show it.

The mercenaries from Quessoï knew their leader well, and their loyalty was already at its maximum.

They had lost their families but had been avenged thanks to Maxime, and already considered the Saber-toothed Tigers as their own family.

Over the last four months, they had formed an extraordinary bond with the group.

For his part, Maxime did not realize the weight of his words at the time.

He simply thought that he couldn't control all his men because he didn't want to become the boss.

But he couldn't become the enemy of the world either because each of his mercenaries had a grudge against this or that family.

So he simply thought that if his men took revenge, they should do it alone and discreetly.

And if there really was a retaliation, as long as the revenge had been taken without touching innocent people and with just cause, then the group of mercenaries would stand behind them to protect them.

Since there was no justice in this world, Maxime thought he could at least create it for his men.

And as was his habit, if people were not happy, then they could always fight.

Maximus was not someone who would bow down to threats.

He thought to himself:

"If one day something really bad happens, then I will be the one to decide and punish the mercenary or mercenaries at fault. It doesn't matter whether it's a king or an emperor in front of him, no one can touch my men without my authorization."

That was all Maxime's arrogance.

With his talent, he thought that if he didn't have the courage and ambition to match his talent, then it would be a total waste of the talent he had been given.

In any case, these people were going to become a very important fighting force in the future, so he had to treat them very well to keep them loyal.

He didn't want to see traitors appear in his ranks, although it was almost inevitable.

But in that case, Maxime would show them absolutely no mercy.

After this event, Maxime took the time on the first day of marching to talk with other mercenaries.

And after the little event that had happened, everyone felt a little emotional and opened their hearts more easily to Maxime.

What made this possible was more a combination of circumstances due to the recent battles and the decisions Maxime had made throughout the recent battles.

They knew that their leader was not brave because he knew that he could not really die in Eternity.

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And it was obvious to anyone who had observed the actions he had taken during the dimensional battlefield.

The mercenaries who had survived naturally shared these decisions with the other mercenaries along the way.

They all wondered if they could have really done something like that in the same circumstances.

The day continued in this atmosphere, which was both strange and happy.

For her part, Aveline didn't really know where to stand because all the mercenaries were discussing certain things, but as soon as she approached, they stopped talking completely.

And even when she asked them directly what they were talking about, they didn't dare say anything.

This began to frustrate Aveline, who remained alone most of the time.

But after a while, mercenaries began to approach her.

They would never have done this before because of the status of the nobility deeply rooted in their genes. But with their recent immersion in the real world, this status began to be called into question in their minds.

And above all, they also began to have confidence in their own strength and also in that of their leader.

They all knew that now, even if they had to face a baron's army face to face, they would win easily.

So although Aveline still didn't know the mystery surrounding the mercenaries, she no longer felt time passing slowly.

On the contrary, she got on particularly well with the mercenaries.

Much more than on the way there.

On the way, although finances remained limited, Maxime was not so stingy that he did not treat his men well.

And since there was no longer any danger since the marriage was annulled, they could simply sleep in inns on the way back.

At each village they passed through, Maxime and his troop stopped at an inn, enjoying a decent meal and a warm bed when it started to get dark.

Of course, no one forgot to train during the few breaks Maxime allowed.

Everyone knew that these breaks could be particularly long because they weren't really planned as breaks, but as training sessions.

During the night of the second day of walking, in an inn in a small village by a river, the atmosphere was particularly lively. Laughter and conversation filled the main hall as Maxime and his group sat down to dinner.

It was then that they overheard a conversation between several villagers sitting at a table not far from them.

"I swear to you, I saw this thing with my own eyes! A huge beast, with wings as black as night. I think it was a dragon!" said an old man, putting his mug down on the table, visibly angry.

'A dragon, nothing less! Our good old Gérard will never change,' replied another, laughing.

"Another night when he drank too much and mistook a crow for a dragon!"

All the villagers at the table laughed out loud, continuing to make fun of Gérard.

"I'm not crazy! There's even a farmer who's lost some chickens in the last few days!" insisted the old man.

"But of course, don't worry Gerard, we all believe you here! haha"

Maxime exchanged a glance with Andrew, then with Ernest, Rodrigo and Romuald who were sitting at the same table.

"Do you want to find out?" Romuald asked, intrigued.