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."

all the soldiers, even

go next," one of the soldiers that was obviously here to make a good

with a

guards that wanted to

bandits and masked people quickly gave this group of soldiers

forth, the group of soldiers that wanted to impress their superiors

done introducing themselves,

managed to appear competent and smart, but the other half seemed nervous to speak to so many

masked people dubbed

last student was done introducing themselves, no

to introduce yourselves," the officer shouted

of the bandits took the initiative,

obviously fake name and said

followed suit, giving out fake names and seemingly

Bootlickers and Rookies were disgusted by the clear disrespect coming from these barbarians, which gave this group the nickname

for the three masked individuals, which were, by far, the

to earn money, and I hate 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 care

had long black hair. He wore a black mask with elaborate

sword. It was wide and was seemingly made of

I'm wearing a mask because I don't want people to find out my identity. I don't

175 centimeters tall, had short black hair, and wore a blank, black mask, which covered his entire

Zero's sword,

name Two. I'm here for the money, and I'm wearing a mask because I don't want my former colleagues

threw curious glances at the

himself with the very identity that a masked individual tried not

What was his plan?

was around 180cm tall, and wore a star-shaped, black mask that only

to most spears, it

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

all know each other, I will be telling you about your job and your new home for

of the battlefield and what had happened in it ever since the Ice Wyvern had

left the Wild Forest and entered the wilderness of the Ice

on, some of the soldiers noticed some weaker General Stage beasts from time to time, but none of the beasts attacked

weren't stupid, and this group of

the group

hour later, the group

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

of the weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking as

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