“Sir! Sir Galfredik! I think you should come out and see this!” A mercenary urgently shouted after opening the entrance to the tent. Galfredik stopped his conversation with Partec’s group and turned his head with a frown.

“What is it? Did another bastard get caught stealing a pig from someone’s ranch?” Galfredik asked. Just yesterday, he had pummeled a few drunk mercenaries after they were caught stealing pigs and chickens from a nearby house.

“No, it’s nothing like that! The other sirs… they are about to fight…” The mercenary quickly shook his head after remembering three of his banished colleagues.

“Those bastards are really…” Galfredik muttered with frustration. It had been rather strange that they managed to stay quiet for the last few days. It seemed the knights were finally revealing their true colors once more and were more active in causing trouble.

“Who did they pick a fight with? Lord Edrique’s troops? Or the merchants?” Galfredik asked.

“No, sir. I think… they are knights related to Lord Gabriel,” The mercenary answered.

“Hooh?” Galfredik narrowed his eyes.

They were currently camped at the border of Lord Essandra’s territory and Lord Edrique’s territory. However, at the same time, they were also on a path leading to Lord Gabriel’s territory.

Essandra and Edrique did not prevent the nobles and knights serving their brethren from passing...