The dispute between the two mercenary groups had not started just a day or two ago.
Their reputations in Nolan were nearly equal; both were among Nolan's most renowned mercenary groups.
Thus, the rivalry between Frostwood Shield and Black Gold had continued for years.
The Black Gold Mercenary Group had always used all manner of underhanded tactics to provoke Frostwood Shield, seemingly intending to drive Frostwood Shield out of Nolan through outright violence.
Frostwood Shield Leader had always chosen to yield, but today, he felt it was time to accept Black Gold's challenge.
The atmosphere within the Mercenary Guild had become tense to the extreme. Mercenaries from both Black Gold and Frostwood Shield had quietly drawn their weapons.
The mercenaries belonging to other groups wisely moved away from the center of the dispute.
Frostwood Shield Leader gripped the dagger in his hand tightly, doing his utmost to focus on the enemy before him.
But directly behind Black Gold's leader was a television projection. The sight of a mouse teasing a cat in the projection made Frostwood Shield Leader's expression twitch slightly.
He reminded himself countless times to be serious, to be fierce. In a standoff like this, he absolutely could not lose in terms of presence!
"Forget it. There's no atmosphere for a death match at all."
The leader of the Black Gold Mercenary Group suddenly sheathed his drawn longsword. Even the members standing behind him froze for a moment, before immediately turning their eyes toward the projection on the wall.
The mouse on the wall was threatening the cat with a transparent glass. The snippets of music accompanying their every action were comical and adorable.
With that music setting the mood, the mercenaries who had been filled with rage moments ago had long since shifted their attention to the