"If this weren't an attempt to recruit you on the battlefield, perhaps we might have gotten along more pleasantly."
At that, the Sarkaz warrior fell silent, giving the two of them time to consider.
At that moment, both W and Ines wore thoughtful expressions, as if they were truly considering the Sarkaz's proposal.
"...I appreciate the offer."
"Unfortunately, I'm not good at fighting. I most likely can't beat this disgusting woman."
"How unexpectedly honest."
As she listened to Ines, W still wore a smile. Compared to before, however, that smile had grown even broader.
Seeing this, a trace of satisfaction appeared on the Sarkaz warrior's face beneath his mask. At the very least, things were progressing in the direction he had anticipated.
Both W and Ines were talents he valued. As for the others in the Sarkaz Mercenary Corps...
Aside from that man called Hedley, the others were not even worthy of entering his sight. He had no intention of letting those people leave this land alive.
Naturally, he could not say such things here. He still needed to see how these two performed and what choice they would make.
"Yes, so the remaining option is for the two of us to join forces and kill Hedley."
"That's right. Hedley."
The instant those words fell, the two had already drawn their weapons. In the next moment, three weapons collided.
At that moment, the Sarkaz warrior naturally understood their choice.
"Then I would like to hear why you mercenaries insist on courting death."
"I don't want to be the one getting played. I think playing others is much more interesting."
Looking at the Sarkaz warrior, W continued.
"Besides, I don't really want to dance to your tune. How should I put it? Giving us such a childish little test is just