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."

reached all the soldiers, even though they

was obviously here to make a

a voice brimming

him, the other guards that wanted to make a good impression spoke up, introducing

masked people quickly gave this group

of soldiers that wanted to impress

the Bootlickers were done introducing themselves, the

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

and masked people

was done introducing themselves, no one spoke for

the officer shouted from the front

of the bandits took the initiative, but he

and said that he was here

followed suit, giving out fake names and seemingly random reasons for

coming from these barbarians, which gave this group

three masked individuals,

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,

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

wide and was seemingly made of rough, black

I'm also here to earn money, and I'm wearing a mask because I don't want people to find out my identity. I don't want to drag my family into this conflict. Just

tall, had short black

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 quick

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

threw curious glances at the

introduced himself with the very identity that a

What was his plan?

medium-long black hair, was around 180cm tall, and wore

short, black spear. In comparison to most spears, it didn't have a wide head, making it resemble a giant needle more than

groups of soldiers dubbed the group of masked individuals

to all of you!" the officer shouted from the front. "Now that we all know each other, I will be telling you about your job and your

everyone to the history of the battlefield and

Wild Forest

some weaker General Stage beasts from time to time, but none of

this group of

the

later, the group passed another

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

some hours later, some of the weaker-willed soldiers stopped

was draining their concentration, and they