Kill an enemy.
Or take a prisoner.
And they could actually earn a reward of one gold coin or one gold pound?
For a moment.
The officers all thought they had misheard.
But when they saw the smile on Sifa's face.
And how unsurprised Abrio, the recruiter, looked.
They knew they had heard correctly.
In that case.
If word spread through the camp and reached every soldier's ears.
They wondered whether the soldiers would go wild with joy.
Every one of them would probably be itching to fight, eager to head straight into battle and kill the enemy.
After all, rewards this generous.
Were simply unheard of in other countries' armies!
Seeing the officers' expressions shift from shock to ecstasy.
Sifa knew he had achieved his goal.
He had never expected the troops he recruited from various places to become as brave and skilled as the soldiers of great nations like Loen after only a short period of training.
So, to carry out his plan, he had to give them a sufficiently powerful incentive.
One powerful enough to fully ignite their desire to fight.
Clearly.
Money was the most direct and effective way to stir a soldier's fighting spirit.
War had always burned through money.
When he obtained the Sequence 1 formula and learned about the ritual.
Sifa had understood that.
That was why he had sold off large quantities of the materials provided by the Demi-Humans.
Converting them into vast amounts of gold coins and wealth.
And using that money to sustain a war involving over a hundred thousand people.
Once their excitement subsided.
The officers looked at Sifa with some doubt.
They wondered whether he could actually afford such rewards.
Sifa had anticipated this.
Without betraying anything, he issued a command.
Beside him, the masked Amyrius projection placed