Sword God in a World of Magic

The officer looked at the student. "Does this answer your question?"

The student nodded and stepped back.

The student hadn't thought that these three masked men were most likely traitors from Duke Mithril's side.

Their status also explained their need for a mask.

Everyone hated traitors, no matter to which faction they belonged. Someone that backstabbed their home was very easy to hate.

One of the masked men slightly lifted his hand in a nonchalant fashion.

The officer gestured for him to speak.

The man looked at the student. "Not everyone wearing a mask is wearing one because of the reason you might think."

"Some of us are just not interested in getting embroiled in politics."

"We are here to do our job. Nothing more, nothing less."

The man stepped back and went silent again.

"Of course," the officer said with a smile.

Then, the officer took out his spear and turned around. "We need to get going. We have to reach our goal by nightfall. Since we don't have much time to spare, I will be dealing with all the different beasts we find."

The group of soldiers gathered their things and prepared themselves.

Then, the officer charged forward at an impressive pace, and the soldiers followed behind him.

All of the soldiers were running at around 80kph, which wasn't their top speed, but still very tiresome.

This was probably a test from the officer to see which of his soldiers were worth anything.

The group ran towards the northwest, completely ignoring the road, and after just a bit, they had already entered the Wild Forest.

Some of the students became nervous. The group was charging through the wilderness without any care for safety. This was far too reckless!

However, the other warriors didn't care.

They were 30 warriors at the General Stage. The only thing that could endanger them was a Late General Stage beast or stronger, and those didn't exist this far to the north of the Wild Forest.

"Why don't we introduce ourselves while we run?" the officer shouted from the front. "Let me start. I'm Lance, and I'm a sergeant in Duke Whirlwind's personal army."

even though they were loudly charging through the

soldiers that was obviously here to make

with a voice brimming with

guards that wanted to make a good

masked people quickly gave this group of soldiers

forth, the group of soldiers that wanted to impress their

Bootlickers were done introducing themselves, the students came

to appear competent and smart, but the other half seemed nervous to speak to so many foreign people while charging

bandits and masked people

the last student was done introducing themselves, no one spoke

the officer shouted

one of the bandits took the initiative, but he didn't

name and said that he was here to

names

disgusted by the clear disrespect coming from

three masked individuals, which were, by far,

politics, which is why I'm wearing a mask. I have no interest in being scouted by any faction. I don't care about your beliefs. I don't

was around 185 centimeters tall and had long black

wore a gigantic, curved sword. It was wide and was seemingly made of rough, black stone.

I don't want to drag my family into this conflict. Just like the person

centimeters tall, had short black hair,

back was a long, slightly curved sword with only one edge. It wasn't nearly as massive as Zero's sword, but it was just

two and will take on the name Two. I'm here for the money, and I'm wearing

the soldiers threw curious

a masked individual tried

What was his plan?

180cm tall, and wore a

back was a rather short, black spear. In comparison to most spears, it didn't have a wide head, making

introduction, the other groups of soldiers dubbed the group of masked individuals

we all know each other, I will be telling you about your job and

everyone continued running, the officer introduced everyone to the history of the battlefield and what had happened in it ever since the Ice Wyvern had

group left the Wild Forest and entered the

on, some of the soldiers noticed some weaker General Stage beasts from time to time, but

stupid, and this group of people definitely

hour later, the group

later, the group passed another

the past hours, many of the soldiers began to talk to each other while the officer briefed

some hours later, some of the weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking as they concentrated on keeping

speeds was draining their concentration, and they didn't want