A mountain range located on the northern part of the Eastern continent. A person who arrived at that location bent down.
He then cautiously sniffed the scent of the mountain in front of him.
The person's numerous years of experience helped him realize something.
"...It smells fishy."
Cold air was coming down from the mountain.
His intuition was telling him that something was off.
He heard a calm voice next to him.
"It seems to be covered in the scent of blood."
Choi Han commented before turning his head to look at the man behind him.
"Cale-nim, I have a bad feeling about this."
Ron who had smelled the scent of blood stood up straight and reported to Cale.
Cale quietly observed the two of them before quietly asking Beacrox a question.
"Beacrox, did you smell the scent of blood too?"
"...Young master-nim, do you really think they could smell blood even though the mountain is so tall and wide? It is just intuition. Intuition."
Beacrox responded with a stoic expression before turning away from Cale. Cale thought this was very fitting of Beacrox's personality as he started to speak.
"It's too quiet."
The bottom of the mountain.
Originally, mage Glenn Poeff and the mercenaries he brought with him should have been stationed here waiting for Bud to contact them.
However, there was nobody here.
All they could see were traces of people who were waiting here before rushing up the mountain.
He recalled what Bud told him.
'The entire mountain was under an illusion.'
'Now that the illusion is gone, the entire mountain is covered in enemies.'
'...Help me.'
'Please quickly help me.'
Cale's gaze started to sink.
The golden top's whip in his hand started to glow.
"We are going to enter the mountain now."
The enemies had cast an illusion.
That must mean that there was an illusionist here as well.
Furthermore, that illusion was supposedly destroyed.
He was tired of illusions now.
There were also so many enemies that they could cover the entire mountain.
The Mercenary King's mercenaries and the Elves Cale gathered numbered in the hundreds, but the Mercenary King seemed to have determined that the enemies overwhelmingly outnumbered them.
Bud was probably right.
He was the Mercenary King who had experienced many battlefields.
"...That is why we can't just go up without a plan."
The mountain was so high that the peak was covered in snow.
This was the largest mountain in the mountain range that blocked the cold air from the north from reaching south, so, it was naturally tall and wide.
That was why they could not just go up as is.
"Young master-nim."
The Molan household's assassins were quietly standing like shadows behind Ron and Beacrox.
This group of assassins was half of the assassins who had infiltrated the Molden palace earlier. They had urgently rushed over along with Ron.
"Our preparations to infiltrate the mountain are completed."
Ron had expressed it as an infiltration not to a castle or a residence, but to a mountain.
It might seem as if he used the wrong word, however, it was accurate.
Cale opened his mouth to call someone.
