Lina saw this and snorted coldly, leading her people away.
The onlookers around saw this conflict ending so abruptly and shook their heads, returning to their own activities.
After leaving, Gray and his teammates arrived at a tavern.
"Boss, don't you want that sword anymore?"
"The duel is in three days, and wasn't your weapon damaged last time in the small world?"
The mercenary sitting next to him took a large gulp of wine and asked Gray:
"No need, I'm waiting for someone to see if they have good goods."
"Those Phoenix Mercenary Group people are really disgusting, always doing things that can't stand the light."
The other mercenaries thought about what had just happened and said indignantly.
"Since you know, be careful these days."
"Once the duel three days from now is over, I'll make them know the consequences of messing with us."
Gray looked around at his teammates and spoke plainly.
As the leader of the Frost Wolf Mercenary Corps, he wasn't someone with a good temper.
