On the Run for Three Years, Caught Red-Handed by My Former Teammates

Three years ago, the half-elf mage Edsa screwed over his whole party and fled in the dead of night with the dragon whip of a legendary Frost Giant Dragon.

Three years later, Edsa, now dressed in a gold-trimmed robe and fat as a pig, casually hires a down-on-their-luck “low-rank” mercenary squad to do odd jobs in the Misty Forest.

As it happens, this squad is none other than the old employer he grievously wronged back then: the renowned S-rank mercenary team, “Breeze of Sadness.”

“Employer? The bastard who stole our brother's dragon whip doesn't get the protection employers enjoy!”

As four burly men pin him against a tree, Edsa swallows hard. This is it, I'm done for...