“They’re on a different level,” Ivic muttered unconsciously as he stood atop the Formeri’s mast.3

He had already said this same thing a few times now, and he thought it even more often than he had voiced it.2

The main ship of the Slad Mercenary Company, the Formeri, was sticking close to the Laversia’s rear. Currently, the priests were standing in a circle on the ship’s deck, focusing their divine power on Kristina, while the paladins, including Paladin Adol, were protecting the priests. But their numbers alone weren’t enough to guarantee the priests’ protection.0

Even a child would know how important the role of a priest was in a battle against a Demon King and the demonfolk who served them. Dozens of elite Slad mercenaries had remained on the Formeri to aid in protecting the priests while all the other troops had gathered on the Laversia.0

The Head of the Mercenary Company, Ivic, was staying on the Formeri. While he, as someone who was called the Mercenary King, might have the corresponding confidence in his close combat abilities, he had even more confidence when it came to using his bow to snipe from a distance.0

Because he had taken such a high position, Ivic could watch the entire battle unfolding in front of him. What lay ahead — taking place over and below the sea — the battle being fought in the true center of the devildom was truly on a different level.3

Ivic was someone who had also possessed overflowing confidence in his own skills. He had felt that only because he wasn’t actually a knight, the name Ivic Slad was not mentioned when discussing who the greatest knight on the continent was.0

After all, wasn’t that how things usually went? Most people saw mercenaries as being weaker than knights.0

However, the battle taking place within the devildom up ahead was causing all of the confidence that Ivic had once possessed to disappear.0

Ivic had come here because he wanted his career to be recorded as a legend...0