Chapter 5: Duplain (2)
Those who saw Dereck for the first time in the mercenary world always wore a puzzled expression.
Too young, yes, but despite his youthful appearance, he was well-equipped and seemed far too kind.
Young or kind.
In this world, either of those traits would usually get you stabbed in the back and left for dead. Yet Dereck’s face showed both.
How a young and kind-looking boy could survive in the mercenary world was a mystery to anyone.
But there was a clear truth—Dereck had lived as a mercenary since childhood, and yet there was no weariness in his eyes. That meaning could only be understood by joining Dereck on the battlefield.
—Thump! Thud!
—Kiekk!
A goblin struck by a first-tier magic arrow spat black blood and collapsed in the middle of the forest.