"Who are those people?"
Lina turned away from the window and looked at Count Vissan. His expression was just as grim as hers, and the easygoing demeanor he had maintained throughout their journey had disappeared entirely.
"Those men are also mercenaries from Altai, but they're a different group. They're notoriously ruthless and will do anything for money. Most of them operate around the Cuman Sultanate, so I have no idea why they've suddenly appeared here. They may have accepted a commission to hunt down those other mercenaries."
"But aren't they all from Altai?" Lina blurted out in disbelief.
She had heard of people fighting over money, power, and territory, but watching a group of men slaughter their own countrymen so mercilessly was still difficult to comprehend. Surely, even if they were mercenaries, there had to be some sense of belonging or kinship between them.
