Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !-Chapter 99: Getting to know each other

This little event was an opportunity to get to know the villagers.

For example, there was the village chief’s wife, in her fifties, with sparkling eyes and a kind smile.

Her name was Mira and she was an incredibly gentle healer, known for her remedies made from simple plants and medicinal herbs she gathered herself in the surrounding forests.

That evening, she circulated among the mercenaries and apprentices, checking their wounds and chatting with them as if they were old friends.

She told Izo how she had once healed a soldier who had been bitten by a wolf, while joking that animals are easier to heal than men, as the latter were generally too proud to admit they were in pain.

To everyone’s surprise, Izo grinned slightly at this story and started talking to her.

This mercenary, usually so discreet, revealed himself for the first time to be a little sociable.

On the other hand, there was the man who had provoked Maxime and Andrew leaning on his pitchfork at the entrance to the village.

Francis was a massive man with greying hair who was busy forging all the tools the villagers needed.

He was still covered in soot and had scorch marks on his arms, signs of long years spent wielding hammer and anvil.

But beneath his gruff exterior, Francis was a loving father and loyal friend, appreciated for his sound advice and sense of humor.

Tonight, he exchanged stories of battles and weapon-making with Andrew, extolling the virtues of his latest blacksmith’s hammer, which for him "had surpassed the work of his ancestors by 3 generations!"

After a few drinks, he recounted how he had once forged a sword so sharp that "even a child could cut an orc in half".

Unfortunately, he had lost that sword, which he had made on a whim, mixed with a flash of inspiration.

Elinor, barely twenty, was a farmer’s daughter who raised sheep with impressive agility and vivacity.

That evening, dressed in a simple linen tunic, she listened with fascination to the stories of the mercenaries. Her red hair and intense gaze captivated the attention of the apprentices, especially Alden, who almost seemed to look at her with admiration.

The two stood off to one side and chatted together.

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It seemed that the feeling between the two was very good.

Among the apprentice knights, apart from Alden, were Tomas, Theo, Lila and Caleb.

Tomas was the young man who had fought Andrew with Leo.

Leo, for his part, hadn’t wanted to risk his life, so he hadn’t come.

Theo was a slim-faced young man with piercing eyes. His discreet nature contrasted with his skills: he was a highly intelligent strategist as well as being an apprentice knight in the early stages of success.

That evening, he often stood back, observing the interactions, his lips sometimes quirking a discreet smile.

Until he started chatting with Tena, who had a minor talent for intelligence.

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The two began to talk about many different things, including politics, finance, territory management and war strategy.

Their discussion went wonderfully well.

Occasionally, villagers or mercenaries would join in, until they realized that they were not at all up to the level of such discussions.

Among the apprentice knights, the only woman who had wanted to come was Lila, with her childlike face and boundless energy, she was an apprentice knight full of life, ready to protect others at all costs.

She laughed out loud as she listened to Francis the blacksmith’s stories, and even asked Mira to teach her simple herbal remedies if he had time.

She even showed the village children how to hold a sword.

When James saw this scene, he was interested and started chatting lightly with her.

First about swordplay, then about other things.

In particular, the two found they had something in common.

They both loved the beauty of nature, and loved to take quiet walks to observe it.

Their dreams were also very similar. They both wanted peace in the world, even with foreign races.

For them, the world would be happy the day all races lived together in harmony.

The fifth and final apprentice knight was named Caleb.

He was tall and sturdy, with a serious look in his eyes, but he had a tender heart and cared about everyone’s safety.

He was the second apprentice knight at the stage of great success and his strength was very close to Alden’s.

That night, he took the time to talk to each villager.

Noticing a little sadness in his eyes, Andrew couldn’t resist talking to him.

He learned that he had originally wanted to become a simple farmer and take over his ancestors’ land to cultivate.

When he learned that he had an extremely rare knightly talent - a medium-level knightly talent - he didn’t feel much.

His dream was to live quietly with his farm animals and continue to cultivate the land of his ancestors.

But when he saw the pride in his father’s eyes, and how he told the villagers that his son possessed a very high talent for becoming a knight, he could never look him in the eye and tell him that what he wanted was to be like his father.

And so, in spite of himself, he had forged a new life goal.

"I want to protect the people who are living my dream.

Francis, who had heard everything in spite of himself, was touched.

"Come back to the village one day, and I’ll forge you a unique blade and top-quality armor from what’s left of my precious materials."

As the night wore on, the villagers began to sing songs from their childhood, and apprentice knights and mercenaries were invited to dance.

Rudimentary musical instruments had been made by the villagers, adding to the good mood.

The evening passed quietly in good spirits, until Maxime, who had been lying quietly at the foot of a tree with Laura in his arms, saw one of Tena’s brothers coming towards him in a slight panic.

"What’s wrong with Moron?" asked Maxime, frowning.

"The orcs...the orcs are coming!"

Simultaneously, Laura gripped Maxime’s hand tightly, feeling worried that if it were only the orcs arriving, Morvon wouldn’t have been so panicked.

He himself was a mercenary who had already experienced many battles.

"They are extremely numerous, far too numerous!"