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 through the

will go next," one of the soldiers that was obviously

introduced himself with a voice brimming with confidence and

wanted to make

masked people quickly gave this group

that wanted to

were done introducing themselves, the

half seemed nervous to speak to

former bandits and masked people

student was done introducing themselves, no

the officer shouted from the front

of the bandits took the

gave an obviously fake name and said that

followed suit, giving out fake names and seemingly random reasons

disrespect coming from these barbarians, which gave this

time for the three masked individuals, which were,

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

and had long black hair. He wore a black mask with elaborate designs that only revealed his

wide and was seemingly made of rough, black

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

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

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

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

soldiers threw curious

identity that a masked individual tried not

What was his plan?

wore a star-shaped, black mask that only revealed his mouth and

most spears, it didn't have a wide head, making it resemble a giant needle more than a

the introduction, the other groups of soldiers dubbed the

the officer shouted from the front. "Now that we all know each other, I will be telling you about your job and your new home for the foreseeable

battlefield and what had happened in it ever since

group left the Wild Forest and entered

weaker General Stage beasts from time to time, but

of

the

the group passed another

to talk to each

the weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking as they concentrated on

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