The Forlcana Kingdom was located at the eastern coastline of the continent. It, like all other kingdoms, was a vassal state of the Empire.
âThatâs the seaâŠ?â
Urichâs eyes widened. He sat down the moment he crossed over the hill. He finally discovered the root of the fishy smell and salty breeze.
Squawk, squawk.
The seagulls were crying as Urich blankly gazed at the horizon.
âHey, bumpkin. Get up already.â
Bakman spoke while lifting his chin with pride. He finally showed Urich the sea.
âOhhh, itâs been a while since Iâve been to the sea. How long has it been?â
Sven also took in a deep breath and smelled the ocean breeze. Since Northerners often lived near the coastline, there were a lot of seamen amongst them.
âS-So this is the sea?â
Urich was mind blown.
âWater really endlessly fills up the horizon.â
He thought it was amazing, but he was also terrified by it.
âLetâs go back down. The fish from the sea taste pretty good when itâs grilled. Iâll pay for it.â
Bakman lifted Urich and put him on his feet. He looked at the sun pendant that was dangling on their leaderâs neck.
âUrich is now also a believer in Sol.â
It was an important change for Bakman and the other mercenaries. They felt a huge sense of kinship and relief from the fact that their leader also believed in the same religion as them.
âNow, we donât have to worry about receiving Ruâs hatred. Because our leader isnât a pagan anymore.â
It had been two months since Urichâs baptism. During that time, they had continuously moved east while taking on three more requests.
âFrom Ankara, a city at the base of the Sky Mountain Range, all the way to the eastern coastline. We crossed the continent again this year as well,â said Bakman.
During his time as a gladiator for the Horus Gladiator Troupe, they would travel across the continent each year.
Clunk.
The mercenaries were each carrying heavy luggage. Every time they moved, iron clanged against each other.
âMercenaries?â
The people at the outskirts of the city were surprised by the sight of the mercenary group. Urichâs Brothers had 46 members. There were enough members to participate in most conflicts or battles. If they felt like it, they could easily pillage a town.
âBut why would they construct a city here? Are they not scared? What will they do if the city submerges because the sea overflows when it rains?â
As Urich spoke, the mercenaries were grabbing their stomachs and laughing.
âMan, our leader⊠Heâs such a benevolent man. Worrying about them and everything. The sea is going to overflow because of the rain?â
âWell, there might be tsunamis because of a hurricane, but thereâs no chance of the city submerging because the sea overflowed.â
Urich awkwardly stood up and breathed in the ocean breeze. It was the first time he had smelled something like it. There was nothing to compare it to.
âItâs just the smell of the sea. The sea that my brothers beyond the mountain range havenât seen.â
Clunk.
As the mercenaries moved, the luggage bobbed up and down. The combat power of Urichâs Brothers went up quite a bit. Their equipment was passable as a militia, and experienced mercenariesâwho heard rumors of the groupâcame to join them.
âWe have Sven and the Northerners too.â
Sven saved up all of the money he earned to use it on freeing his brothers. He had freed three Northerners up to now, and there were currently a total of four Northernersâincluding Svenâin the mercenary group.
âHalt!â
Soldiers blocked the group in front of the city gates.
The captain came out and looked at Urich and his mercenary group.
âWhat brings you here?â
âWeâre mercenaries. We came to find work.â
âHuuuh? Karacan is a coastal city. Why would mercenaries come here for work?â
The captain laughed. There werenât a lot of jobs for mercenaries in a coastal city.
The reason that the mercenary group came to a coastal city was purely because of Urichâs stubbornness. They came all the way here solely because of his resolve to see the sea. He had unwavering support from within the mercenary groupâenough for them to follow him to a coastal city where there was little work to do.
âOnly ten of you may enter the city at a time. The rest of you can camp at the base of a hill outside the city gates. We will always be watching you,â said the captain.
Because Karacan wasnât a large city, they werenât able to let a mercenary group with over forty mercenaries enter all at once.
âFuck. We have to sleep outdoors right in front of a city? I knew small cities werenât the correct choice.â
âWhat can you do? Urich said that he really wanted to see the sea.â
âBut you know, itâs also my first time seeing it.â
âWhat? You were a bumpkin like our leader?â
The mercenaries were fighting at the back. The captain, who heard that, quickly understood what was going on.
âSo they came here as tourists.â
Tourism was a huge business in the Forlcana Kingdom. The kingdom was a famous vacation spot that many nobles would visit there during the summer.
âDoes your mercenary group have a name? If you just tell me the name, Iâll write it down on the register.â
The captain obviously thought that Urich wouldnât know how to write and held onto his quill. He, who wore pelts instead of clothing, looked like an ignorant warrior to everyone.
âNo, Iâll write it myself.â
Fsss.
Urich grabbed the captainâs quill and took it. He wrote down words on the register. It was sloppy handwriting, as if a child wrote it, but it was written clearly and correctly. Anyone could tell what was written.
ââUrichâs Brothersâ?â
The captain then remembered the name âUrichâ. He had heard the bards singing their sagas while walking around. They would say that it was a new song.
âYou know us?â
Urich gave a prideful laugh after writing down all of the letters. He was proud of himself for learning how to write the mercenary groupâs name.
âI have heard the bardsâ singing before. How did it start? Ahem, ahem. Molando fief in danger! Strong enemies!â
The captain cleared up his voice and then cheerfully shouted. The mercenaries, full of mischief, followed along behind him.
âValiant and heroic mercenaries of 24 that suddenly appeared! Ho!â
âThey faced and fearlessly charged at the hundred Silver Lion Mercenarieeeeeees!â
The mercenaries hit their knees and stomachs, laughing as they sang the song.
âI once dreamt of becoming a bard. Your mercenary groupâs number has gotten bigger. I heard that there were just 24 people. Anyways, donât cause any trouble inside.â
The captain allowed them to enter.
The mercenaries played Rock Paper Scissors to decide who would be the first ten to enter.
âHaha, Iâve been lucky ever since I was baptized. You shouldnât doubt gods,â said Urich after winning his match.
Ten mercenaries, including him, went into the city first while those who remained prepared camp.
The moment they entered the city, they ran towards the brothel. It had been around a month since they last embraced a woman, and they were desperate. The majority of the money that they earned by putting their lives on the line evaporated at the establishment.
âSo this is the sea.â
Urich walked towards the harbor. It had an unfamiliar, fishy smell.
Step, step.
He walked along the coast, and past the harbor was a sandy beach.
Shhhhhhh.
Urich watched as the grains of sand fell through the gaps between his fingers.
âKyahahaha.â
SPLOOSH!
Children were running around, playing in the water and on the shore. Urich stared into the horizon again.
âSo an open sea without land really exists. As expected, Bakman didnât lie.â
He saw with his own eyes what he was skeptical of. No matter how many times he heard what the sea was like, he couldnât picture it.
âJust seeing it once is enough. Explaining it hundreds, thousands of times⊠Itâs pointless.â
His hands naturally formed into a fist. His eyes were chasing the horizon.
Right now, Urich didnât care about embracing a woman. He felt his emotions burst out of his chest as he looked at the endless body of water.
âUWOOOOOOOH! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!â
Veins came up on Urichâs face. He yelled as if he were squeezing every ounce of strength out of his muscles. The children who were playing in the sand were startled and looked at him.
âWh-What? Whatâs with that psycho?â
The people who were passing by also murmured while glancing at Urich.
âThe sea is amazing.â
The mercenary leader spoke while spreading his arms. No matter how wide he spread them, he couldnât contain it all.
âSky, land, and sea.â
All of these are things that people couldnât put into their arms. Humans are unable to fathom its end.
âHaha.â
His voice was hoarse from all the screaming. He walked into the water and lowered his head.
âSince itâs water, I can drink it, right?â
It seemed like clean water since the children were playing in it.
Urich gathered his hands to capture the water and drank it.
Gulp.
âUweeck. What is this? Itâs salty. The taste is soâŠâ
He scowled as he stuck out his tongue.
âWahaha.â
He then heard a clear voice behind him.
A well-dressed boy was standing behind him, laughing. A youthâs characteristic childishness lingered on his face. He had heard Urichâs roar and saw him drinking the seawater.
âYou canât drink it. You donât even know that? Where did you come from? Looking at what youâre wearing, youâre probably from a faraway place. No one in Forlcana wears fur like that.â
The boy spoke continuously. His blue eyes stood out, looking as if he had jewels for eyes.
âShut it. Do you want me to hit you?â
Urich spat out abusive words as if to relieve his bad mood. The boy flinched.
âWell, you donât know who I am. But be careful with your words. I am someone of high status.â
The boy spoke pridefully while acting calm.
âWould anyone know if your status is high or low if you drown in the sea?â
Urich lumbered over to the boy and grabbed his collar.
âU-Unhand me! How dare you! Do you know who I am?!â
âThere hasnât been one bastard that returned safely after saying some bullshit like âHow dare youâ.â
Urich threw the young boy into the sea. The boy had a slim build, but it was Urichâs strength that allowed him to throw the boy with one hand.
Plonk!
The boy had a stunned look while in the water. Soon, his face was red with anger.
âThis bastard!â
The boy pulled out a short sword from his waist. It was a sword about the length of a forearm made for self-defense.
âWhat? Why pull out a sword that some bitch might use?â
Urich slowly reached behind his back.
Kiiiing!
The imperial steel sword let out a chilling sound as it was pulled out. It had a different sense of intimidation than the boyâs sword.
âA real sword⊠is something like this.â
Urichâs sword was a murdererâs sword that had drunk human blood while actually cutting people. There were even visible traces of actual combat on it.
âA-Ahhh.â
The boy was overwhelmed. Even nobility and oneâs rank were equal in front of death.
âRu doesnât discern between who is of high and low status in our world.â
The boy instinctively thought that.
âWhat are you doing right now?!â
A middle-aged man shouted from a distance. He charged toward Urich with an enraged expression.
CLANG!
His sword aimed for the mercenary leaderâs neck. Urich lightly lifted his blade to protect it.
CLANG! CLANG!
Their swords clashed against each other multiple times. Urich glared at the middle-aged man.
âAre you this bratâs guardian? Take care of him better.â
Urich spoke while twisting his lips.
âThis damned insignificant beggar!â
The middle-aged man was still in a fit of rage.
âHaaah, how pathetic.â
Urich had multiple opportunities to kill him.
âBut killing would be a huge mistake.â
If it were the old Urich, he would have already cut down both the man and child then went his merry way. But now, he had grasped the basics of how to behave in a civilized society.
âThe captainâŠâ
Urich kicked the middle-aged manâs shins. The man fell down to the ground, chin first.
ââŠIf he hadnât told me to not cause trouble, you guys would have already been dead.â
Urich put the blade of his sword against the manâs neck then pulled it away.
âYou bastarrrrrd! You will receive divine punishment! How dare you lay your hands on him?! Arghhh, young master!â
Even though the man had lost, his mouth kept blabbering. The man then ran toward the child to support him.
âThese civilized⊠Haaah.â
Urich put away his sword and held his tongue.
The middle-aged man spat out all sorts of curses at him until he couldnât see Urich anymore. It looked like he was really pissed.
âAhhh, should I also go now?â
Urich found the brothels by asking people while walking around. The mercenaries already finished their deeds and were on their way out.
âOi, leader. The women here are quite nice. They taste a bit fishy, though. Haha.â
âJust go switch out with the guys back at the camp. Itâs probably packed with guys who are waiting all stiff.â
Urich bumped fists with the mercenaries to say goodbye before entering the brothel. He was also filled with libido and only returned to the camp after dark.
âSo, whatâs for dinner today?â asked Urich after entering the mercenary camp.
âBefore that, go inside. We have work.â
A mercenary, who was standing guard, was the one to inform him. Urich shrugged his shoulders.
âDid work come in already?â
He entered the tent where Bakman and Donovan were speaking with the client.
âHuh?â
âY-You bastard! Youâreâ!â
Urich and the client both had wide eyes after seeing each other.
It was the middle-aged man who almost died to Urich at the beach earlier. He was shaking with anger while looking at the mercenary leader.
âWhoa, whoa, calm down. Iâm Urich. Iâm the leader of Urichâs Brothers.â
He couldnât stop his laugh, cackling as he took a seat.