Did they hear him correctly?

Faradon and the other knights stared at Eugene as if they couldn’t believe their ears. However, their faces started to slowly turn red. Eugene’s nonchalant comment was on another level compared to the rude comments of the ignorant mercenaries. Even though Faradon and his fellow knights were arrogant, they were still knights. As such, they treated Eugene politely and with respect, at least on the surface, and they expected to be treated in accordance with the honor they had shown. However, they were greeted with an insult so terrible it caused all of their hair to stand on end.

Warhammer, longsword, battleaxe, mace…

The eleven knights raised their respective weapons, and the atmosphere immediately turned fierce. The mercenaries had experienced countless battles where their lives had been on the line, but even they could not help but feel intimidated by the sudden change in the atmosphere.

However, Eugene merely glanced at the knights with a blank expression.

“You were the one to mention a life and death battle, so please don’t resent us afterward.”

‘It’s just as I expected. Knights sure are easy to handle.’

Eugene had to suppress a laugh. He couldn’t believe that they fell into such an obvious provocation.

He then replied, “The same goes for me. Don’t blame me for whatever happens to you. Well, of course…”

Eugene loaded Madarazika on his spear thrower before continuing with a grin, “The dead would have no complaints.”

Huaaagh!

Faradon and three knights...