About thirty mercenaries skillfully rode their horses. 

Were they the Wolf’s Canine? It seemed to be the case according to their appearance and clothing. Like their self-willed personalities, the mercenaries all wore their own unique clothing. There weren’t many who tried to appear in uniform. The mercenaries were gathered around a group of merchants. Seeing how the merchants had three carriages and other mercenaries as their bodyguards, they seemed like a formidable group. Yet, they couldn’t rival a group of thirty or so mercenaries with horses. 

The man who appeared to be the merchants’ leader and the clear leader of the mercenaries were conversing. No, it was more accurate to say that they were having a heated argument with stiff faces and raised voices. 

“They are arguing?” Lyla said, thinking similarly to Zich. Then, she turned to him and asked, “What are they arguing about?” With Zich’s absurdly good ears, she thought he would be able to hear what they were saying.

“They are arguing about the road. Even though the mercenaries had to survey the area, it seems that the merchants had backed away a bit too slowly.”

“Are they seriously arguing about such a trivial matter?”

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