The mercenaries murmured with serious faces because Joshua’s instructions seemed acceptable to the Awakened, but not to them. The mercenary captain approached Joshua through the darkness and began snapping at him aggressively. I couldn’t understand German, but it was obvious that his enraged voice was condemning Joshua for taking away their weapons.

“Bastards. Weapons. Only the Awakened use. Right?” Braun Nase said in his elementary English.

“Hey!”

Michael raised his voice at Braun Nase as if he had reached the limit of his patience with the other man’s poor English skills and the way he flattered me. Joshua and the mercenary captain were arguing fiercely on one side, and Michael and Braun Nase were bickering on the other side of our party. Moreover, the others were constantly quarreling because of their current circumstances.

I was just a sideliner as my only goals were to raise Joshua as the guild leader of the Revolucion and help more people survive from this dungeon than in the past. On top of that, I was curious about Michael’s growth. This was not only the birthplace of the world’s most powerful armed force but also the beginning stage of Michael’s journey, the best fighter in the past, to become a true Awakened.

“Say something to Braun Nase....