The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 682

Episode 682: Should we move again now? (3)

“Oh, I understand!”

Oswald just kept nodding and shouting that he understood.

Since I had been so humiliated, I had no choice but to continue my mercenary activities in this area. Rather, I should be thankful that I had survived even after being the first to cause trouble.

Jiselle continued speaking quietly.

“Everyone will be incorporated into the Yulien Mercenary Corps. Those who do not wish to join may not do so. However, you must give up any intention of working as a mercenary in this area.”

“Yes, I will do that.”

“You’re an exception. But I think you’re pretty useful, so I’ll take it.”

“Poem, I don’t like… … .”

“Use it.”

“Go, go, thank you. I’m so happy.”

He wanted to give up right away and return home, but he couldn’t dare to refuse. That’s how Osval was forced to become a member of the Yulien mercenary group.

Jiselle said, looking around at the others.

“If you don’t want to join our mercenary group or go somewhere else, you can become a bandit.”

“… … .”

Who would do that? It’s obvious that the guy right in front of you will catch you and beat you up. That guy’s nickname is ‘Bandit Crusher’.

Rather than becoming a bandit, it would be better to just leave. But what else can be done for those who only act as mercenaries?

Going to another area itself wasn’t the problem. It was having to start over again that was the problem.

Those who only know how to fight had no choice. In the end, most mercenaries chose to join the Yulien Mercenary Corps.

Jiselle shouted excitedly at the newly recruited mercenaries.

“Welcome, friends! Although we started off on an unpleasant note, we are now a ‘family’!”

“Wow… … .”

“Our goal is to become the strongest mercenary group! With whom? With Commander Yulien here!”

“Wow… … .”

The bandits and mercenaries let out soulless cries. It was bewildering that they had been suddenly forced to join, but their goals were also too grandiose.

The captain was just making an embarrassed expression. No matter how I looked at it, the real power was that guy called the vice captain.

But no one dared to question or attack her. Everyone knew how scary a person Giselle was.

I don’t know about anything else, but discipline was definitely maintained. Everyone listened to what was said and was quick to respond.

“Okay, now let’s go catch the next ones!”

Osval asked back in surprise at Giselle’s lively declaration.

“What are you going to catch next?”

“We will place all the mercenary groups in this territory under our control.”

“Are you… serious?”

“Okay, so move quickly.”

“Hey, bro… … .”

“why?”

“If you forcefully raise a mercenary group like that… … there will be too many enemies.”

Osvaldo was forced to join, so there was still some resentment inside him. But that wasn’t a problem. There’s no one in any group who doesn’t have a rebellious spirit.

The real problem is that as the mercenary group grows, forces that seek to restrain it also appear.

In particular, there is a very scary mercenary group in the neighboring territory. They will not stay still there.

But Jiselle answered with an expression that said it was no big deal.

“What does it matter? Our goal is to become the strongest anyway. Even if there are more enemies, we just have to destroy them all.”

Giselle was adamant. Osvald was too scared to object further, fearing the blows that would come.

Jiselle immediately moved towards her next objective. She had to absorb it as quickly as possible before the rumor spread.

There weren’t many mercenary groups left. This was because many mercenary groups had left the Nordhill territory because of them.

Soon several mercenary groups came to visit Giselle.

“What is this? A bandit crusher? Where the hell are you?”

Phew!

“Oh my, the guy who was going to take care of my hand came to me on his own?”

Phew!

“You fearless brat! You died today!”

Phew!

Everyone rushed at Jiselle as soon as they saw her, but they were all defeated. Many of them were cleared out by Yulien and Kyle.

Jisel quickly absorbed the mercenary group. They all had a history of messing with Jisel’s bandits at least once or twice, so there was no lack of justification.

Osval was greatly impressed by Giselle’s great deeds.

‘Is that really your intention to take over the entire mercenary world? Is that really possible?’

No matter how strong you are, it is impossible to control the entire mercenary world. That was common sense. But now, looking at the way Jiselle moves, I can’t help but think that it might be possible.

‘Ouch, I’m crazy. What am I thinking right now?’

There’s no way that could happen. Oswald came to his senses.

‘I’ll have to check the situation and run away immediately if these guys attack me.’

Most of the mercenary groups that remained in this town were just average. They all moved elsewhere to avoid embarrassment to the lord.

But even if you just move to the next territory, the story is completely different.

‘There’s a scary guy in Crest County!’

Crest County. A powerful territory located right next to Nordhill.

Count Crest was a vassal of Margrave Falkenheim, the most powerful man in the kingdom. This meant that he belonged to the most powerful faction in the kingdom.

And like most lords, the Earl of Crest had a mercenary group that he worked closely with. It was said to be the strongest mercenary group in the area.

If Jiselle continues like this, she will definitely run into that mercenary group.

‘No, that’s the chance. Then you have to run away or surrender to them.’

Osvald watched what Giselle did with such wild dreams.

Osval, who was watching Jiselle fight closely, asked with a serious expression.

“older brother.”

“why.”

“Brother, you only fight in close combat, so why are you rumored to be a wizard?”

“Can’t you tell just by looking? Anyone can tell he’s a wizard.”

“Anyone can see that he’s a berserker?”

“… … .”

“……sorry.”

“Hmm, I guess it’s hard for ordinary people to recognize it.”

Jiselle felt slightly wronged. He had recently become very interested in magic.

So, even though my body was in good shape, I still had various magic spells cast on my body. Representative magic spells include magic that always maintains a comfortable temperature and magic that increases vitality.

He was constantly using magic on purpose so that magical power would flow naturally through his body. He had become a body that could not live without magic.

And yet, no one noticed this high-level use of magic!

“What a pity.”

It couldn’t be helped because their eye levels were different. Still, after learning magic, Giselle’s understanding of the world deepened.

After I was able to use the power of will, it was not easy to raise my level.

But as I learned magic and came to understand the laws of the world, my willpower also grew little by little.

“I didn’t know that training could be done this way. After all, there are no set rules for enlightenment.”

Jiselle was satisfied. All the skills and knowledge he had acquired were intertwined and becoming one.

But she couldn’t help but feel disappointed that people didn’t recognize her. Jiselle moved without stopping as if trying to erase her disappointment.

The last remaining mercenary group, which absorbed the other mercenary groups in an instant. The leader of that group glared at Jisel while lying on the ground.

“You… … Do you think you’ll be okay after doing this?”

“Then you thought you would be safe and bothered us?”

“… … .”

Other mercenary captains also made threats to Jisel, but they failed to get their money’s worth. This is because it is true that they were the ones who started the trouble and started the trick.

But this is going too far. Even criminal organizations don’t wage war so ceaselessly.

Eventually, the mercenary captain gave a strong warning.

“Your rumors have already spread throughout this area. If you keep acting like this, ‘Ironclad’ won’t leave you alone.”

Ironclad was the name given to the most famous mercenary group in the area, the Ironclad Lions.

It was the mercenary group of the Crest County that Osval had been afraid of. It was a place of great power, with rumors that its leader was one of the highest ranks.

Jiselle had heard the rumor for a long time, but he wasn’t scared at all.

“I don’t care if it’s armor or cotton armor. The mercenaries who fight me only have to choose one of the two.”

“What, what are you talking about?”

“Retire, or join our mercenary group.”

“… … .”

“What are you going to do? You are no exception.”

The mercenary captain bowed his head.

It would be difficult to make a living if I retired at this age. But I didn’t want to go to another region and work as a new employee either.

Osvald interrupted Giselle from the side.

“Okay! Just join! What are you going to do? My brother said he’d give you a team leader position if you come!”

“… … .”

The mercenary captain was furious at Osval’s words, but he could not bring himself to refute them.

If you join the Yulien Mercenary Corps, you’ll be able to work at least as a leader. Like that spineless Osval.

Eventually, the mercenary captain nodded and muttered softly.

“I will… join.”

Jiselle smiled brightly.

“Okay, we’re a ‘family’ now. Let’s work together to create the best mercenary group in the future.”

“… … .”

The mercenary captain’s eyes grew cold. The dream is truly grand. The captain is shy, but the vice captain is very ambitious.

With this, Jiselle took control of all the mercenary groups in the Nordhill territory in just one week.

And the Yulien Mercenary Group quickly grew into a mercenary group with over 100 members.

* * *

The leader of the Ironclad Lions, Tyran was a fairly well-known mercenary in the Kingdom of Teramont.

He was quite large in stature and his entire body was covered in muscles like a boulder. He was truly worthy of the nickname “Iron Armor.”

The air and majesty he exuded was reminiscent of a lion. No mercenary could make eye contact with him.

He was born a powerful predator. That’s why he was called the Iron Lion.

Many nobles had their eyes on him and tried to recruit him in some way, but he refused them all.

The reason he turned down a life of wealth and fame was simple: he did not want to spend his life belonging to a noble family.

Tyran’s goal was ambitious: to create the best mercenary company in the kingdom, so that no noble would dare touch him.

He was always moving towards that goal.

“The Earl of Crest will soon start a war of territories. We will participate in it, so prepare thoroughly.”

“All right.”

Tyran gathered the mercenary group’s executives and announced the news.

Everyone bowed their heads to the dignified Tyran’s words. They looked as disciplined as regular soldiers.

Unlike other free-spirited and unsystematic mercenary groups, the discipline of the Iron Lions was strict.

Tyran looked at the map and spoke to the mercenary leaders.

“It is the will of Margrave Falkenheim to sort out as many other forces within the kingdom as possible before the Demonic Crusades break out.”

An executive swallowed and asked.

“Are you saying that a civil war… could break out?”

Tyran glared at the executive. Even if it were true, it was a word that should not be spoken carelessly.

The officer realized his mistake and immediately lowered his head. Tyron glared at him for a moment before continuing.

“If the Demonic Realm is unleashed, there will be no more Territory Wars. That means our mercenary group will have no chance to be active.”

For mercenaries, fighting the Demon King was a waste of life, because even if they won the war, others would take all the credit.

Before that, you definitely need to lay a foundation and build up your power. The territory war was the best stage for mercenaries to gain strength.

Of course, it is not certain when the Demon Realm will break out. There have been rumors of it breaking out since 100 years ago, but the Demon Realm has remained quiet until now.

However, since it is unknown when the Demon Realm will move, mankind had no choice but to always keep the Demon Realm’s movements in mind.

“Don’t worry about anything else. Earl Crest will take the lead according to the will of Margrave Falkenheim. We will stay with him for the time being. That’s all you need to know.”

“All right.”

No one was too worried. The power of Margrave Falkenheim was already so great that it covered the entire kingdom.

They just need to ride the wave of change and grow their power.

Tyrone spoke as if warning.

“Just in case, everyone, be careful with your words. And tell all the mercenaries in this area to stand in line. If they stand on the wrong side, they’ll have to fight us.”

The Ironclad Lions were a large mercenary group with a whopping 500 mercenaries. There was no way a small or medium-sized mercenary group could go against Tyran’s will.

Tyran truly thought so. At least in this area, no mercenary had ever gone against his will and survived.

A few days later, one of the officers reported the results. He was the one who managed information in the Iron Lions.

“All the mercenaries in the vicinity have agreed to follow our will. Even those who do not participate in the war have firmly pledged to remain neutral.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

It was a situation where the mercenaries were colluding. However, Tyran nodded with an expression of surprise.

This was the power that Tyran possessed. Mercenaries also had to be careful and stand in line if they didn’t want to die.

In this area, the nobles had no choice but to give him a hand, as he was able to manage the mercenaries participating in the war in this way.

Everything was going as Tyran had thought, but then the executive brought unexpected news.

“The mercenaries near the Nodehill Estate… … are unlikely to join us right away.”

Tyran frowned at the unexpected content.

“Why?”

“Because there are no mercenary groups left. They say that they were all… forcibly absorbed into the Yulien Mercenary Group.”

“What? Forcibly absorbed? Weren’t there quite a few small mercenary groups in that territory? I heard they were all operating normally until recently.”

“Yes, they troubled the Yulien Mercenaries a few times… … and the Yulien Mercenaries went after them all and took revenge.”

Tyrone tilted his head at those words.

When I heard that absurd story, my thoughts stopped for a moment.