Chapter 430:
It was a night with no starlight, only a single bright moon lighting the sky.
Yoo Young-min, on his way to the mercenaries' barracks, noticed someone blocking his path.
‘Who’s that? Do they need something from me?’
The area where the mercenaries stayed was designated as a separate zone, and Yoo Young-min was passing right through that path.
The fact that someone was standing there meant they clearly had a purpose.
Judging by their aura, they had to be a Divine Spirit, and quite a high-level one at that.
‘I don't recall ever crossing paths with or making any connection to a Divine Spirit of that caliber while doing mercenary work.’
Mercenary work was generally regarded as a dirty job.
In the mixed realms, there was a widespread view that mercenaries were low-class, unruly people with a disregard for order. To be fair, many of those in the trade weren’t exactly clean-cut.