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."

soldiers, even though they were loudly charging

of the soldiers that was obviously here to make a

a voice brimming with confidence

to make

and masked people quickly gave

soldiers that wanted to impress their

the Bootlickers were done introducing

of the students managed to appear competent and smart, but the other half seemed nervous to speak

bandits and masked people

done introducing themselves, no one spoke

yourselves," the officer shouted from

the initiative, but he

obviously fake name and said

followed suit, giving out fake names and seemingly

Rookies were disgusted by the clear disrespect coming

for the three masked

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 about your promises. I'll do my job,

just introduced himself, Zero, was around 185 centimeters tall and had long black hair. He wore a black mask with elaborate designs that only

wide and was seemingly made of rough, black stone. His weapon oozed

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

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

a long, slightly curved sword with only one edge. It wasn't nearly as massive as Zero's sword, but it was just as long. His weapon spoke of a battle style that preferred speed and

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

of the soldiers threw curious glances

very identity that a

What was his plan?

and wore a star-shaped,

it didn't have a wide head,

of soldiers dubbed the group of

the officer shouted from the front. "Now that we all

officer introduced everyone to the history of the battlefield and what had happened in it ever

into the explanation, the group left the Wild

Stage beasts from time to time,

weren't stupid, and this group of people definitely didn't feel

hour later, the group passed a

hour later, the

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

weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking as they concentrated

so long at such speeds was draining their concentration, and they didn't want to talk