Ghislain took a couple more days to rest and recover before calling for the mercenaries to assemble.

Though he wasn’t in peak condition, the fact that he could move at all had significantly shortened his recovery time.

As Gillian arranged the mercenaries into formation, he suddenly paused, glancing over at Ghislain with a questioning look. Ghislain, confused at first, quickly realized the reason. Belinda was slowly walking toward them from the mansion.

“What’s this? Are you here to see us off?” Ghislain teased, a smirk on his face. Belinda snorted and shook her head.

“See you off? No, I’m coming …