The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations

No matter how skilled a top-tier knight was, handling the combined assault of three warriors nearly as strong as him was impossible.

Especially when he had been caught off guard, his stance already crumbling under the unexpected assault.

Simon, coughing up blood, glared at Julien and muttered through clenched teeth.

“Cowards… Three against one… how disgraceful…”

For someone who had just attempted a sneak attack, his bitterness was almost laughable. Yet, he still looked resentful as blood dribbled from his lips.

With a heavy thud, Simon collapsed.

The mercenaries knew exactly who he was. He was the strongest knight in the region—at least, that was his reputation.

And yet, despite their three-on-one advantage, they had taken him down so quickly.

That was all that mattered to them. The fact that they—mercenaries—had just slain one of the strongest knights.

“Hell yeah! Simon is dead! Good riddance!”

“That bastard was always so damn arrogant! Acting all high and mighty just because he was a knight!”

“Get the commander and vice commander over here!”

The mercenaries erupted into cheers, and the allied soldiers joined in their celebration. Meanwhile, the surrendered Crest forces lowered their heads, while Count Crest’s personal knights stood frozen, unsure of what to do.

The strongest knight in their domain had just fallen. Even though the remaining Royal Guard members were formidable, there was no way they could fight their way out of this overwhelming situation.

Of course, if they fought to the death, they could inflict heavy casualties on the enemy.@@novelbin@@

But that would be all. They had no compelling reason to sacrifice themselves in a doomed battle.

Sensing their hesitation, Julien turned to them and spoke again.

“Drop your swords and surrender. Count Crest is not a lord worth your loyalty. If you throw your lives away here, you’ll only be ridiculed.”

The knights exchanged glances before, one by one, they let their swords fall to the ground and lowered their heads.

They knew he was right. Just because Count Crest held a high status didn’t mean dying for him would bring them honor.

As the last of the Royal Guard surrendered, Count Crest let out a furious scream.

“You worthless scum! You betray me now?! After all the luxury and favor I’ve given you?!”