After throwing the one-eyed man in the air with one blow, Zich stared forward. Other mercenaries were rushing towards him. They looked astounded that their leader had been blown away, but there was no hesitation in their movements. It was proof that they had a lot of experience. However, the difference between their skills and Zich’s skills wasn’t something that could be compensated by experience.

‘Should I let the others have them?’  Zich thought of his disciples, but he quickly changed his mind. ‘Do I really have to give them up? I don’t think these guys would give them much experience.”

Although the amount of the experience that his disciples had gained was less than what the mercenaries had, the quality and depth of their experience was incomparably higher. Thus, there was only one thing left to do. 

‘I should relieve my stress.’ Zich had been stressed from recent events anyways, and this was an opportunity to let it out. Thus, after asking the rest of his companions to let him handle the situation, he stepped forward. The mercenaries approached him. While giving off a menacing stance, they didn’t slow down. It seemed like they planned to beat Zich down with their weapons or stomp him...