Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !

Chapter 50 Wake up in the morning

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.

Jack was on the ground, about ten meters from Maxime.

Lifting his head with difficulty, everything blurred as he tried to look at Maxime.

The energy of his vital seed moved quickly through his body and into his head.

After a few seconds, he felt a gentle warmth in his face.

His eyesight quickly recovered, and he was able to stand up again a few moments later.

Seeing this scene, Maxime silently deactivated his talent.

He didn't think it was necessary to activate his talent any longer.

"Indeed, knights have become a species apart. This regeneration ability is truly enviable," Maxime thought silently.

Simultaneously, an incredible wave of weakness swept through his body, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Activating Nox Limit twice is indeed a little too hard for my body."

He knew he'd receive a backlash for activating his talent twice, but he didn't think it would be this bad.

Yet he'd somehow managed to reduce the talent's consumption by preventing it from escaping to his mercenaries.

But with his current control over his talent, it was still too hard and the loss of energy was still immense.

Now he felt that with his body, even an ordinary adult could defeat it.

Meanwhile, Jack stood up as if nothing had happened.

Despite his weakness, Maxime used his acting skills and remained calm.

But the anger in Jack's eyes could be seen by the entire crowd in the square.

He approached step by step, exuding an extremely powerful coercion.

Maxime looked at him quietly.

"If need be, I'll activate my talent a third time."

A dangerous glint appeared in Maxime's eyes.

He knew full well that if he activated his talent a third time, even if only for a short time, his lifespan would be permanently shortened.

But Maxime was determined.

Knight Jack returned to his previous position, but this time extremely vigilant in the face of Maxime.

He also saw the dangerous gleam in Maxime's eyes.

"Tell your men to sheathe their swords. The fight's over for tonight."

As he said this, the coercion he exuded disappeared.

Jack's words surprised Maxime, making him doubt his intentions.

But after a moment's reflection, Maxime looked at his mercenaries and beckoned them to obey.

As soon as he was free, Henry quickly escaped behind Jack.

"Professor, avenge us now! Their leader is obviously not a knight, you'll only make mincemeat of him!"

Jack tapped Henry lightly on the head, signaling him to be quiet.

"I'll take that punch as compensation for the disruption you've had today in our town."

"I sincerely hope you'll be able to help our territory out of this complicated situation."

Of course, these words were spoken in a low voice, so that only those nearby could hear.

Knight Jack then departed, watched by a stunned Chief of Guard in the distance and the aspiring knights.

Quickly, the aspiring knights and soldiers still standing carried off their comrades, who were groaning painfully on the ground.

"Captain..."

Andrew was worried for his leader.

So were the others, equally at a loss for what to do.

"It's all right. It's only a small event."

"But we'll postpone our visit to Baron Irut."

"Let's find a good inn and get some sleep."

After Maxime's explanation, his mercenaries nodded.

It didn't take them long to find an inn, pay 6 pieces of silver for the night and the morning meal.

It was already getting late, and with all that had happened in just 2 days, they were all tired and went straight to bed.

The crowd didn't dare approach Maxime and his mercenaries either. So they went back to partying in the nearby taverns.

They chatted about recent events.

In this isolated little town, interesting things rarely happened, so even ordinary events over 10 years old could still be a topic of conversation here.

So what happened between these young mercenaries and the town soldiers spread very quickly.

The very next morning, Baron Irut was interrupted during his breakfast, which was surprisingly conventional and not very luxurious.

"Baron, sorry to disturb you but I've got some important news!"

Baron Irut, who was in his forties and had an unshaven beard, looked up at a young soldier.

Feeling that gaze full of vicissitudes and deep but also imbued with a certain kindness, the young soldier took a deep breath and then began to recount the events.

Hearing that a young mercenary and his men had beaten to the ground his soldiers and even aspiring knights, including two apprentices, Baron Irut's expression didn't change much.

He didn't even bother to stop eating.

He'd guessed the identity of these young mercenaries from the report provided by Chevalier Ron.

But when it came to the part of the story where Maxime lost control and started to get white eyes, the Baron's expression changed for the first time.

And when he heard that this young man had sent a right so powerful that Knight Jack lost consciousness for a moment, Baron Irut immediately stood up.

"What did you say?

"Knight Jack lost consciousness?"

Baron Irut seemed particularly excited.

"Yes lord, but he got up quickly..." added the young soldier hastily.

"Interesting, very interesting indeed," commented the Baron, sitting back down quietly.

"Yves."

Yves being the young soldier's first name.

"Tell the men to start the work we discussed immediately.

"Yes, seigneur," replied Yves, bowing gently.

"Oh, and tell them that if they finish ahead of schedule everyone will receive a bonus of 50% of their pay."

Yves's expression appeared astonished, but he obeyed at once.

"I'm off to instruct them in the lord's orders," he replied immediately before leaving.

...

In a much more modest part of town, Maxime and his men ate breakfast in the tavern.

Observing the curious yet intimidated expressions of the inn's other occupants, Andrew shook his head.

"You sure made a lot of noise in town last night, boss," he said, obviously mocking.

"Nonsense..." replied Maxime, raising his eyes slightly.

The other mercenaries were amused.

"Just look at the way the waiter's hands are shaking when he serves us, it's so funny!" exclaimed Peter, laughing loudly.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but the owner of the inn can't stop looking at us all the time," added Piedro mysteriously.

"hahaha Did you see it too? And clearly, as soon as we look at him too, he immediately turns his head away, obviously embarrassed at being caught in the act!" continued Rodrigo, also laughing.

But Maxime wasn't in the mood.

Ernest noticed and asked him:

"You're not well, chief? What's on your mind?"

The mercenaries' laughter quietly stopped, then looked at their visibly worried leader.

"No, I'm trying to guess to what extent our actions last night will affect our negotiations with the Baron."

Ernest smiled accordingly, which questioned Maxime.

"You worry too much chief, we'll go and see how it goes."

The other mercenaries nodded as well.

"If not, in the worst-case scenario, we'll ravage the Baron's mansion," Andrew commented with a smile.

All the mercenaries looked at him for a moment before laughing loudly.

Maxime laughed too.

What was so funny?

It was the fact that this situation, which at first seemed like a joke, could after a certain period of reflection become reality.

Indeed, if Maxime's talent could be fully exercised, anyone could increase their stats by 50% for 30 minutes.

Maxime could have the strength of a senior knight wielding a sword, while Andrew and Ernest could barely reach the level of a newly minted knight.

Rodrigo, Piedro and Peter would all have the strength of an apprentice knight at the peak stage.

Of course, no one knew the knights' hidden assets and therefore their actual strength.

But taking into account only the physical strength of the mercenaries and knights, they could really ransack the mansion.

But not to mention the events that might follow, they all knew that Maxime could no longer activate his talent without irreversible consequences.

So it really was a joke...for now.

They continued talking and laughing undisturbed.

Once their bellies were full, Maxime stood up and said with a smile:

"Come on, guys, let's go see the baron and see what happens."

"Yes, sir!"

Their cries startled the other guests, but no one dared say anything.

Once their backs were turned, the atmosphere in the inn changed completely.

It was as if everyone felt less pressure on their shoulders.