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."

voice reached all the soldiers, even though they were loudly charging through

one of the soldiers that was obviously here to make a

a voice brimming

to make a good impression

former bandits and masked people quickly gave this group

this day forth, the group of soldiers that wanted to impress their

were done introducing

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

bandits and masked people dubbed this

introducing themselves, no one spoke

yourselves," the officer shouted from the front with a stricter

the initiative, but he didn't

fake name and said that he was

giving out fake names and seemingly random

and Rookies were disgusted by the clear disrespect coming from these barbarians, which

the three masked individuals, which were,

me Zero. 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

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

was wide and was

I

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

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

I'm here for the money, and I'm wearing

threw curious glances at the

introduced himself with the very identity that a masked individual tried not

What was his plan?

around 180cm tall, and wore

rather short, black spear. In comparison to most spears, it didn't have a wide

groups of soldiers dubbed the group

front. "Now that we all know each other, I will be telling you about your job and your new home

history of the battlefield and what had happened in it ever since the Ice Wyvern had taken over the

the Wild Forest

on, some of the soldiers noticed some weaker General Stage beasts from time

and this group of people definitely

hour later, the group passed a

the

many of the soldiers began to talk to each other while the officer briefed

weaker-willed soldiers

such speeds was draining their concentration, and they