Kim Seon-Hyeok stuffed the overly conspicuous Bluegon somewhere along a branch of the river and widened his senses through Atiya to find the mercenaries.  

The mercenaries, who had been moving to join the frontlines, were startled by his sudden appearance and guarded against him. However, when they realized that he was the well-known Indomitable Grand Duke, they deeply bowed to show the utmost respect.

“Who is the leader?”

In response to his question, a middle-aged mercenary stepped out of the group with their heads bowed down.

“Have you heard anything about the frontline’s situation?”

The mercenary captain looked very nervous to be standing in front of a renowned knight of the continent who was also a high-ranking nobleman of the Empire. However, the mercenary still wholeheartedly explained what he knew. 

“I heard that the troops on the frontline are having a lot of trouble with the berserker zealots’ attacks, sir. The frontline most likely won’t be breached immediately, but since the enemy is charging as if they want to take us down with them, the damage is immense.”

The situation wasn’t any different from before he left Granado.

“And… bizarre rumors are circulating around the frontlines, sir.”

Seeing how there wasn’t anything new, Kim Seon-Hyeok was about to turn around when he stopped at the mercenary captain’s words. 

“They’re saying the central kingdoms’ army tied a man high up on a pole with a cloth covering his head like a death row prisoner on the verge of a hanging.”

“Tell me what he looks like in detail.”

When Seon-Hyeok showed interest, the mercenary captain became even...