Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !

Chapter 49 Jack Knight

"Good power", Ernest commented with surprise.

Henry seemed equally surprised.

Clearly, this blue-haired man was listening to the red-haired man's orders.

So the red-haired man could only be stronger!

Unconsciously, everyone ignored Maxime behind them.

Soon, all the young men found their opponents and began to fight.

Surprisingly, the fight was fairly evenly balanced on both sides.

There were 2 apprentice knights on each side and 3 powerful elite soldiers.

The mercenaries' skills had been honed thanks to a very powerful talent, a little training and, above all, some real fighting!

But the aspiring knights were not to be outdone: long years of training combined with a certain talent and excellent fighting techniques could only make them strong!

They obviously lacked combat experience, but that made the strength of both sides similar!

And so, as time went by, blood began to flow on the ground as the fight became more and more violent.

The head of the guard was full of confidence at first, but as time went on he began to grow anxious.

"Shit, who did I provoke?"

"That Outa brat kicked an iron plate there!"

"Mercenaries that strong having to meet the baron at this hour probably have some reputation and good strength!"

"If it turns out it's only a tiny part of the mercenary group, but I've offended them so even if all goes well with the baron, I'm going to have problems of my own!"

Finally the noise of the crowd and the fighting was so loud that it attracted one of the most powerful people in the territory:

Knight Jack!

"Stop at once!"

When Henry and his friends heard this loud, powerful voice covering the entire square, they stopped immediately out of habit.

But the saber-toothed tigers didn't, and all seized the opportunity to strike a powerful blow at each of their opponents.

Henry was stunned and fell to his knees in front of Ernest after an uppercut to the chin.

For a few moments, his thoughts literally stopped.

When he opened his eyes again, the tip of a sword was right in front of his throat.

All his friends were found in a similar situation.

"I think you should mind your own business next time," Ernest said, addressing Henry.

"Take advantage of our moment of inattention, you have no honor!" exclaimed Henry angrily.

"Because when your father mobilizes a score of soldiers to look after 6 young men, that's honorable?"

"And when the 6 young men manage to defend themselves, 2 apprentice knights and 4 elite soldiers attacked them too, that's honorable too?"

When Ernest noted the facts, he had a very mocking, ironic face as he looked out over the crowd.

At this point, it was almost becoming a spectacle.

"Everybody get out of here!"

That loud, powerful voice returned with renewed intensity.

Knight Jack finally made his appearance.

He was dressed very lightly, but it showed his strong build at a glance.

A huge sword could be seen hanging from his back.

Next to him, even the impressively muscular Rodrigo and Piedro looked like children.

He first passed the head of the guard and arrived not far from Ernest and Andrew, who still had their swords pointed at the apprentice knights.

Their expressions were extremely serious as they watched this strong man appear.

Although he didn't know who it was, the pressure he exuded simply by being there was enormous.

It was as if this man had reached a higher stage of life!

"Sheath your swords, young men, this is no place to fight," he ordered firmly.

Finally, Maxime could take no more.

"I beg your pardon? This is no place to fight?" he said, stepping ahead of his mercenaries for the first time and positioning himself less than a meter from Chevalier Jack.

"Yes, it's not a place for..."

But Jack was immediately interrupted.

"No, at some point you've got to shut your big mouth and take note!" shouted Maxime angrily.

"First of all, we were threatened by that chief guard when we entered the town as guests of Baron Irut.

"It's you who need the strength of our mercenary group, not the other way around."

At this point, Maxime was full of anger, he already had little patience for this kind of thing, but events happened one after the other, causing him to lose patience.

But seeing a commoner speak to him in that tone, Chevalier Jack also got angry and wanted to express himself.

"No, but..."

And he was interrupted again by Maxime.

"No! You shut your fucking big mouth, knight. Because it's because of your laxity that after that, we were disturbed during our meal in the tavern which spoiled the end of our meal."

"Then your damned guards pissed us off again by threatening us without asking our side of the story."

"Once my men were back on the ground, your aspiring knights came to attack us."

"And now you think you're the boss and can settle the situation calmly?"

"I'm going to show the world here that our saber-toothed tigers are not easily intimidated even by noblemen!"

Seeing this combination of circumstances, Maxime even thought that Baron Irut had planned everything and was testing his mercenary group.

The crowd was completely shocked by this development, but at the same time extremely admiring.

In this world, respect for knights and noblemen was deeply rooted. No one would even think of going against them unless they had noble status.

If they didn't, they'd have a cold body the next day.

But Maxime couldn't care less at this stage, he had his own character and he didn't care about the consequences as long as he kept his spine straight.

He knew he could count on his latest enhancements and talent to make a killing if Baron Irut's men really went too far.

Knight Jack drew his sword, his face seething with anger.

The sword was over a meter wide and at least two meters long.

But this move was a mistake in Maxime's eyes.

"After all I've said, he still dares to draw his sword? The status of knights is really too high in this world", Maxime thought.

The next moment he murmured:

"Nox Limit!"

A surge of energy ran through his body and he wanted to escape in all directions.

But somehow Maxime managed to channel this energy solely into his body, then as his eyes turned white he lunged at extreme speed towards Chevalier Jack.

The short meter of distance between the two figures was as if non-existent as Maxime struck a physical blow of an astonishing 4.5 points!

Chevalier Jack only had time to activate his vital seed, which instantly strengthened his physique.

But unfortunately it wasn't enough.

He had underestimated Maxime far too much; if he'd known that this discreet young man with blond hair was so strong, he'd never have left such an obvious opening.

"Fuck you Ron, you didn't tell me this guy could be so strong and fast!"

These were Jack's last thoughts before his imposing body was sent flying by Maxime's punch, which had landed right in his face.

Henry and his fellow apprentice knight were able to catch a glimpse of Maxime punching Jack.

It sent violent shivers through their bodies.

Their life's goal, their idol, their motivation to get up every day and train, had just been sent flying by a single punch from a man younger than them.

Worst of all, they had provoked this young man.

Their spirits were shattered as they shivered with fear.

This young man was so crazy that they could kill them right here.

The crowd was in disarray.

"Shit did you see that?"

"What the hell!?"

"Knight Jack has just been sent robbed by a stranger?"

...

Maxime remained standing in the middle of the square, his men still pointing their swords at the aspiring knights crouching on the ground.

The scene seemed chaotic, with soldiers still on the ground around them.

Yet, looking at this young man with blond hair and white eyes exuding an invisible aura of power, some of them had stars in their eyes.

It was as if they were witnessing the birth of a future legend.