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."

all the soldiers, even though they were loudly

was

himself with a voice brimming with

to make a good

bandits and masked people quickly gave this group of

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

done introducing

the other half seemed nervous

and masked

student was done introducing themselves, no one spoke for a

yourselves," the officer shouted from the

bandits took the initiative, but he

an obviously fake name and said that he was

out fake names and seemingly random reasons for why they were

were disgusted by the clear disrespect coming from

for the three masked individuals,

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

himself, Zero, was around 185 centimeters tall and had long black hair. He wore a

gigantic, curved sword. It was wide and was seemingly made of

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 see me again as

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

edge. It wasn't nearly as massive as Zero's sword, but

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 last

that a masked individual tried not to be associated

What was his plan?

wore a star-shaped, black mask that only revealed

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

groups of soldiers dubbed the group of

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

officer introduced everyone to the history of the battlefield and what

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

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

stupid, and this group of

hour later, the group passed

later, the group passed

many of the soldiers began to talk to

hours later, some of the weaker-willed soldiers

such speeds was draining their