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Skadi spoke with measured fairness.

This White Horns Sarkaz was very strong. She counted as one of the stronger land-dwellers Skadi had encountered.

Yet, for some reason, her will to fight was extremely weak.

It was as if—

She had grown somewhat weary of fighting.

"Kuisaxinna. That is my name."

The White Horns Sarkaz said so.

"I will not draw my sword now."

She offered the longsword she had been carrying.

"Never heard that name before."

W took the longsword.

She probably was not some famous Sarkaz mercenary.

Still, the sword looked exquisitely made. Perhaps it could be sold for money?

After all, she was Skadi's prisoner.

Skadi's prisoner was everyone's prisoner!

By that logic, her belongings were W's spoils of war!

"Kal'tsit called her one of the Confessors, W."

The Abyssal Hunter reminded her.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Sarkaz girl's hand trembled, and the longsword fell to the ground.

She had heard of the Confessors.

Those people in skull masks would sometimes appear on battlefields, then effortlessly slaughter an entire unit.

W had only been lucky enough to witness that scene from afar before running away.

As for the other battlefield scavengers who had been watching—

The Sarkaz girl had never seen them again.

Was this White Horns Sarkaz one of them?

Had the Regent's people come here?

W thought.

Yet now, a Confessor had become a prisoner.

How much money could she get if she sold her to the Princess's side?

The Sarkaz girl could not help thinking.

She was a battlefield scavenger, but not merely a battlefield scavenger.

Sometimes, she also worked as a low-level intelligence broker.

Sometimes, she also doubled as a Sarkaz mercenary who robbed other mercenaries.

That was why W had dealt with people from both sides of the civil war.

"Zerg is taking