"Sir... you've been watching me for quite a while."

Being stared at by a passenger in the carriage, the blond young man in his thirties clearly felt too awkward to continue training. He stopped what he was doing and stepped forward to ask, "What is it?"

He looked over the group of three.

He swiftly passed over the maid Gelin and the middle-aged coachman, leaving only the youth with wine-red eyes.

Judging by the other party's luxurious robes and accessories, he was probably a noble?

That was also why he had not immediately made a move.

Otherwise, with the fierce temperament of the locals, he might have blurted out something like, "What the hell are you looking at?"

"My name is Sulu. I'm a... traveler. I've long heard of the reputation of Billichus mercenaries, so I wanted to hire one as a bodyguard..."

Sulu smiled and gave a perfectly reasonable answer.

"A bodyguard?"

The blond young man immediately understood. "Then you should go to the local Mercenary Guild. My name is Leon!"

"I was watching your martial arts just now. It seemed to be the local Steel Fist Style..." Sulu began making small talk.

Naturally, he had dug this information out of Felix's memories.

As a master, Felix knew a little about some of the mainstream schools in this world.

Moreover, Leon himself seemed to have some interest in finding employment.

After chatting for a few more moments, Leon was astonished to discover that the other party knew quite a lot about the several martial arts styles practiced by the locals. He felt even more friendly toward this traveler named Sulu.

"Mr. Leon... do you live alone?"

Sulu asked curiously.

"Yes. We Billichus mercenaries must sever ties with our original families at sixteen and head out to make our own