Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !-Chapter 227: Protection of Plouta (1/2)

Seeing all these faces, Maxime's emotions seemed to overflow for a moment.

"I hope that when you came here with the intention of killing my men, you were also prepared to die."

Maxime showed absolutely no hesitation; the two knights really felt that they were going to die if they did nothing.

Argan and Tengan looked at each other, their faces betraying their hesitation. Maxime seemed young, too young to be a serious threat despite his good looks and wyvern.

The idea grew in their minds that he was perhaps just a nobleman too sure of himself, playing the warrior.

Tengan gripped his sword, ready to risk his life to see if he could really get away with it.

"I have already met a great knight in the capital, and this young man is not one."

Hearing this, Argan slowly nodded. In this situation where he felt extremely close to death, he began to lose some of his lucidity.

Any tiny glimmer of hope was worth taking.

"If we kill him, the wyvern might not come after us." he replied to Tengan.

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It was a risky bet, but they had no other choice.

In perfect synchronization, the two knights lunged at Maxime, their swords tracing sharp arcs in the air.

They were incredibly fast, and their combat skills were among the best among knights of their level.

But this time, they were facing someone much stronger than them.

Maxime did not back down.

With a precise movement, he dodged Argan's blade by leaning his body slightly to the side, then caught his wrist in one fluid motion.

"What!?"

Argan tried to escape, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

Without a second's hesitation, he exploded his vital seed.

By exploding his vital seed, he knew that he would have absolutely no future as a knight.

But it allowed him to greatly improve his physical abilities.

"If I can survive, no matter the price I have to pay, it will be worth it."

While thinking this, he mobilized all the power of his body and tried to escape from Maxime's firm grip.

His vital energy was such that green energy was escaping from his body, showing all the power he was deploying at the moment.

Faced with this, Liam couldn't believe it.

"Were we really facing such a monster?"

"Only now do I realize how lucky I was to cut off his arm."

Ivan swallowed hard.

"If he had used that strength from the start, we would have died without knowing how..."

Argan's hide seemed almost incapable of withstanding such force, and it cracked in many places.

Maria, who was standing obediently behind Maxime a few dozen meters away, showed no expression, but inside she was amused, as if she were watching a show.

"How could the master of a wyvern be defeated by an ordinary knight? Those stupid humans!"

It was also at that moment that Argan began to panic.

"What's going on?"

"No matter how much strength I use, it makes no difference."

At that moment, he saw a smile appear on Maxime's face, and then heard these words:

"This is interesting, I've never faced a knight who can explode his vital seed before... But I'm a little disappointed."

"It turns out that the increase is at most 30%, for me, that's still not nearly enough."

In the next second, Maxime pivoted on himself and threw Argan to the ground with brutal force thanks to the hold he had on him.

"Arghh..."

Argan's spine seemed to shatter into a thousand pieces due to the violence of the impact, and at the same time he spat out a mouthful of blood.

All this happened in less than a second.

And there was still another knight.

Tengan, taking advantage of the opening, tried to pierce Maxime's body with a quick thrust.

But Maxime, with almost superhuman agility, sidestepped and caught the blade with his bare hands, squeezing it so hard that cracks appeared on the metal.

Tengan's eyes widened.

"He's neither a knight nor a great knight... Who is this monster?"

He couldn't help but mutter these words aloud, and Maxime coincidentally heard them.

And that made him smile even more.

"It's true. Currently, I am neither a knight nor a great knight. I am a simple mercenary. More specifically, the captain of the Saber-toothed Tigers."

"In your next life, try to be discreet and don't become my enemy."

His sentence had barely ended when a fist crashed violently into Tengan's abdomen, taking his breath away and sending him rolling several meters.

But it wasn't enough to kill him.

Tengan, still dazed, tried to get up quickly, but a boot crashed down on his chest, crushing him violently to the ground.

The impact was such that the force transmitted through the knight's body created a pit under his body.

It was hard to imagine the state his body must now be in.

The two knights lay there, unable to move, their bodies broken under the devastating force of the young mercenary.

They gasped, unable to utter a word due to the pain.

Liam and Ivan watched the scene with disbelief but also with admiration.

On the dimensional battlefield, because of the power of the Dravaks, they had failed to realize something important.

The power of their leader was truly phenomenal, and far above that of any knight.

On the battlefield, the silence was heavy, the two knights completely unable to utter a single word.

Finally, after a heavy silence, Tengan stammered:

"We... we surrender..."

Argan growled, but in his current state, surrendering was the only option to stay alive.

"Surrender?" Maxime whispered.

"How could such a good thing exist?"

Maxime's cold words extinguished all hope for the two knights, their expressions changing from anger to sadness very quickly.

A few tears even appeared on the faces of the two knights.

"Please... Cut off my right hand and make me disabled if you want, but I must find my family... My wife... my children..."

"They count... They all count on me to live..."

Tengan's words were like a drop of water falling into an ocean; they did not provoke the slightest emotion in Maxime.

"I have a sister, without me and with the number of people who covet her beauty, she will suffer an extremely unfortunate fate," added Argan, hoping to provoke a slight compassion in the young mercenary.

Especially since it was the truth.

But obviously, Maxime was still unharmed.

"You should have thought of that before killing my men and causing casualties among the villagers."

Then Maxime's silhouette became blurred for a moment, then the image became clear again, Maxime still standing in the same place while slowly sheathing his sword.

At the same moment, the heads of Tengan and Argan rolled on the ground.

Two knights had just died so easily that Ivan and Liam still could not believe their eyes.

On the dimensional battlefield, there was no way of understanding the status and strength of the Dravaks they had themselves killed and faced.

But in this world, they understood very well the weight that a knight carried. He was a terrifying fighting force, a true one-man army capable of facing 100 ordinary soldiers without worry and even winning under these circumstances.

They were the weapons of the nobles to prevent any rebellion on their territory, as well as to prevent assassinations.

The number of knights a territory had was almost synonymous with the power and greatness of that territory.

But they were so rare that some barons had only one or two under their command.

Their training required not only talent, but also time, resources and sometimes luck.

But now two such precious knights had died before their very eyes.

"What are you waiting for?" asked Maxime, fury still clearly visible in his eyes.

"Our men are still fighting, go help them repel the invaders."

This roused Liam and Ivan from their stupor, so much so that they temporarily forgot about Wigor's death.

"Yes, sir!" they replied simultaneously, before running towards the center of the village.

Every second that passed could mean the death of one or more of their men, so the two ran at full speed, to the point where they could both feel their hearts beating wildly.

As soon as they reached the center of the village, they spotted six mercenaries cornered between two destroyed houses, with two women and three children behind them.

One of the children clung to the dress of a young woman.

"Mommy, I'm scared..."

The woman took the child in her arms and comforted him with a soft voice:

"Everything is fine, the good mercenaries are going to save us."

"Sandrine..." murmured the other woman at her side, fear clearly present in her eyes, but not having lost hope.

"Yes, I know, if ever the situation goes wrong, we'll run as fast as we can into the forest," Sandrine whispered to the other mother.

If Maxime were there, he would recognize Sandrine immediately, because she was the only waitress at the Plouta inn.

And she was very popular among the mercenaries.

All around them, there were many corpses.

Liam, when he arrived, recognized those of some of the mercenaries.

While those who were still standing all seemed wounded and at the end of their strength.

"Hold on, guys!"

"If they want Plouta, they'll have to go through us!"

A voice among the mercenaries suddenly rose, boosting everyone's morale.

"Come on, let's fight!"

"We, the Saber-toothed Tigers, are not afraid of anyone!"