Chapter 70 The first contract 5 (1/2)

as Mars sat he noticed some unrest among the other mercenary's it seemed like they were arguing about something but as usual Mars didn't care enough about the mortals to care about what they were talking about that is until Jack spoke his name

”no matter if he really has a AMW Mars can still beat him with a sword”

the other mercenary showed a hint of disdain when Jack said Mars's name

”heh, just a iron ranked brat with good ears what can he do against a AMW?”

”so what you just suggest we surrender!?”

”all I'm saying is we stand no chance against a AMW and if the bandit leader really have one well then let's just say I don't owe Relt my life”

”...coward”

”yeah that what stupid men call smart men that know when they are beat”

the other mercenary spat on the ground and left along with his friends however he only went a little ways away before he sat down on the ground it seemed he had some backbone after all and wasn't scared away by a mere rumor told by one of the village guards

'I wonder what a AMW is...'

Mars decide to get some answers and walked over to Jack and asked

”what's a AMW?”

”you really don't know?”

”nope”

”...AMW means active mana weapon, it's basically a powerful weapon powered by a mana stone or a magic beast core”

”AMW huh... sounds neat”

”...are you confident in beating something like that?”

”sure I am, what you didn't think I showed all my tricks during simple training?”

Frank gave a smile and shook his head before he patted Mars on the shoulder

”in that case we will depend on you”

”yeah count on it”

Mars was confident that he could beat whatever a active mana arms or whatever it was

'or at the very least I die once, before I beat it...'

Mars sent a glance at the the mercenary Jack was speaking to earlier and realized he was a sliver ranked mercenary as for his name he couldn't care less only that he had some skill

'well he won't last 10 moves against me... whatever'

Mars lost interest and focused on petting Victoria on the head until the convoy come out form the walls and the mercenary's quickly got back on their feet and into formation around the convoy, as usual Mars joined Jack and Lina in the back of the convoy and as they walked Mars asked more about the AMW and gradually got a picture in his head

”so basically it's a 'hot' weapon...”

”a hot weapon?”

”it's a concept, basically a sword is a 'cold' weapon and from what you say a AMW is a 'hot' weapon”

”...huh, if you say so Mars”

Jack looked at Mars with confusion on his beast like face

'but I really didn't expect to find a hot weapon in this world...'

Mars wondered what the limit of Alfan's technology was

'well there's a concept of hours, minutes and seconds, and there's even a big clock tower in Marlton which is a mere border town...'

Mars stopped thinking about technology as his attention was caught by something else as he suddenly looked off into the forest

”a scout...I'll be right back!”

not waiting for Jack or Lina to respond Mars kicked off the ground and reappeared moments late at the front of the convoy where he quickly found Frank

”Frank, there's a scout some 300 meters off to the west do you want me to deal with him?”

”...no let's use him”

Mars gave a nod and stroked his chin

”so should I wound him until he calls for help and draw out the main force?”

”no not like that, although I like your way of thinking... for now just act like normal, but inform me again when the main force shows up”

”...I don't think I need to”

Mars pointed forwards and on a hill some 600 meters away was some 30 figures that were standing in between the trees, clearly they didn't think they needed to hide

”...shit, contract front 600 meters!”

when Frank yelled out the convoy stopped and the mercenary's spread out making ready to meet the bandits head on, in the middle of the group of bandits where a man a little over 190 centimeters tall that carried a large battle axe that had a big red magic beast core that was fixed in the middle of the blade even from this distance Mars felt energy radiating off the battleaxe

”I guess that's a AMW?”

”...yeah it looks like it”

Frank looked bitterly at the lead bandit before he gave a glance at Mars and asked

”can you take him?”

”hmm... sure but can I keep his battleaxe if I do?”

”fine”

”...nice”