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

the soldiers that was obviously

a voice brimming with confidence

that wanted to make a

masked people quickly

of soldiers that wanted to

introducing themselves, the students came

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

and masked people dubbed this

last student was done introducing themselves, no

you to introduce yourselves," the officer shouted from the front with

one of the bandits took the initiative, but

an obviously fake name and said that he was here

suit, giving out fake names and seemingly random

disgusted by the clear disrespect coming from these barbarians, which

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

I'm here 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 about your promises. I'll do

himself, Zero, was around 185 centimeters tall and had long black

sword. It was wide and was seemingly made

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 like the person before me, you won't

black hair, and wore a blank, black mask,

as massive as Zero's sword, but it was just as long. His weapon spoke of a

and will take 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

curious glances at

with the very identity that a masked

What was his plan?

tall, and wore a star-shaped, black mask that

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

introduction, the other groups of soldiers dubbed the group of

all know each other, I will be telling you about

battlefield and what had happened in it ever since the

left the Wild Forest and entered the

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

of people

the group passed

hour later, the

began to talk to each other while the officer briefed everyone

the weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking as they concentrated on

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