Bab 127: Chapter 109: Convergence_1

For Midheim, the early mornings of deep winter were not a comfortable time.

A group of mercenaries stood at the crossroads, looking at Midheim not far away, their eyebrows revealing a degree of dissatisfaction. Among them, a hot-tempered man was even waving his great sword, roaring loudly.

"What's going on? Do we have to keep waiting? Just how long are we going to wait?"

"Please be patient, my dear friend."

Smiling, Kevin soothed the warrior before him.

"I believe they are just slightly delayed. It's not yet the agreed time."

"So, we're just fools waiting here in the cold wind? This damn snow is getting into my boots."

The warrior stamped his foot, visibly upset.

"This is not what I want to see. I swear, when that guy arrives, I will..."