Training with apprentice knights from the Purple Knights Academy

"Chevalier Alaric is it? You can secretly despise us, but you can't publicly humiliate our mercenary group."

The experienced mercenaries dispersed in an arc behind Maxime, tending to surround Alaric.

The rookies stayed behind, watching in amazement, including Garen, Lira and Jean.

They'd seen them take on orcs and win easily.

But to face a knight, and worse still, a powerful and well-known knight like Alaric, was something they would never have imagined even in their wildest dreams.

But Maxime was mad, and his men were starting to go mad too at the slightest unpleasant thought.

Chevalier Alaric was surprised to see such momentum generated by a simple group of mercenaries.

He'd seen individuals form such a surge before, even the Count had his own elite troop that could do it.

But this was a count's elite troop!