"Ahaha, this is a miracle!" Jawe, a mercenary of the Dragon Fang Mercenaries, exclaimed when he saw the castle wall of St. Percival in the distance.

"Ahhh! We survived!

"We survived!”

When the Holy Land was seen, the merchants and mercenaries cheered and hugged each other. The mercenaries in tattered clothes and bandages had really thought they might die against the waves of bandits seeking the Holy Kingdom’s treasures. Surprisingly, however, no one was injured enough to even contemplate retirement, let alone die. The mercenaries were people who made a living off fighting, but the merchants were not, so it truly felt like a miracle to arrive at their destination.

"Thank you so much!" wailed the leader of the merchant party in tears. His hair was oily and his face was covered in soot from days of not being able to wash properly.

Although the mercenaries were responsible for the protection of the merchants and the goods, they could have abandoned the party and run away at any time. So, the merchants were truly grateful to all the mercenaries, who had stuck through it to the end.

"If Benjamin-nim hadn't recommended Caron-nim to join, by now we...! Ugh!"

When the merchant party leader remembered the suffering they had experienced...