"Serpentine Mercenaries. I've never heard of it."

When Almark shook his head, Wilbis, too, nodded, I guess.

"A mercenary regiment that showed up very recently. Naturally I don't know. I don't know much about it either, but I'm strong anyway. Not a lot of troops, but with all the brave men who are not afraid of death, they will always win even if they deal with a few times as many enemies. That's the story."

"Really?"

With the fate of mercenaries who repeat collective separation, new mercenary regiments are constantly disappearing when they are born, but still rarely grow so strong that they are said to be the strongest in a very small period of time.

"You must be blessed with a brilliant commander, too."

"Oh," King of Snakes ”? Sounds like it."

Wilbis nods.

"King of Snakes"?

"I hear that's what the leader of the Snakebone Mercenaries is called."

"Is it the king's title?"

"That's the story."

Almark doubted his ears.

King of snakes.

King, what?

The title King, has a special sound among the mercenaries.

Of course, it doesn't mean a real king.

One day they start, it can be called one of the mercenaries' insanity in the north.

Some of the mercenaries in the war are particularly good at martial arts, and very rarely are they called by the honorable name of "king”.

“King of Swords", "King of Axes", “King of Spears", “King of Bows" …

That's not just two names.

The tribute meant swords for swords, axes for axes, and the strongest and best of the mercenaries who use their gains.

As a tribute to mercenaries, the unnatural use of the word "king”.

Originally, it was also a mockery irony of the mercenaries who, however strong, could not even have a small territory in their own country.

I don't know the truth.

Either way, the honor of the "King” given to those who excel in personal martial arts was the highest honor for the mercenaries of the North.

Even if you look around the entire north, there are only about five mercenaries called “kings”.

Among them, not martial arts, but the only honor given to the mercenary commander bears the name of that mercenary regiment, the "King”.

It means that the mercenary regiment under its command is the best and most powerful of its time, and once there was supposedly a “king of eagles," a "king of scorpions," but then no “king“ emerged with that overwhelming mercenary regiment.

However, the leader of the Snake Bone Mercenary Regiment is known as the "King of Snakes”, who takes the initials of his own mercenary regiment.

There have been mercenaries who call themselves "kings," but their names are passed down through the merchants to Nakahara. The "King of Snakes” doesn't call himself that.

That was, in other words, a sign that many mercenaries recognized the power of the Serpentine Bone Mercenaries as unparalleled.

"That's amazing"

Wilbis nods at Almark's words.

"It could be the time of the Snakebone Mercenaries for a while to come."

The war in the north still shows no sign of an end, I guess.

Even to the best of Almark's knowledge, Philan is desolate, Bastia is desolate, and still the battle is not over.

How long will the mercenaries, the fathers, fight?

I felt the cold wind blow through Almark's body in the north.

Where the story is separated, Coster tells Almark.

"We stop by this port once every few months. If we talk about the North then I'll tell you again."

"Yes, thank you"

"Is your father a famous blacksmith? If you tell me your name, I'll ask you when I see someone like you."

"No."

Almark shook his head at Wilbis' suggestion.

"Because it's a common name, and it's not famous. Thank you."

"Right."

"The Guardian of the Stars" seems to be leaving the port in a few days.

I was totally tilting the day.

Almark thanked the two of them and left the port behind.