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

of the soldiers that was obviously here

a

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

masked people quickly gave this group of

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

Bootlickers were done introducing

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

and masked people dubbed this group

last student was done introducing themselves, no one spoke for a

the officer shouted from the front with a stricter

the bandits took the initiative, but he

and said that he was here to earn

other bandits followed suit, giving out fake names and seemingly random reasons for why they were

by the clear disrespect coming from these barbarians, which gave this group

three masked individuals, which were, by far, the

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, and you won't

around 185 centimeters tall and had long black hair. He wore a black mask with elaborate designs that only revealed his

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

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

masked individual was around 175 centimeters tall, had short black hair, and wore a blank, black mask, which

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

on the name Two. I'm here for the

soldiers threw curious glances at

that a masked individual tried not to be

What was his plan?

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

most spears, it didn't have a

introduction, the other groups of soldiers dubbed

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

everyone to the history of the battlefield and what

minutes into the explanation, the group left the Wild Forest and entered the wilderness of the Ice

weaker General Stage beasts from time to time, but

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

hour later, the

the group passed

began to talk

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

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