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 though they were loudly

go next," one of the soldiers that was obviously

soldier introduced himself with a voice brimming

wanted to make a good impression

quickly gave

the group of soldiers that wanted to impress their

were done introducing

smart, but the other half seemed nervous

former bandits and masked people

introducing themselves, no one spoke for a

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

of the bandits took the initiative, but

gave an obviously fake name and said

names and seemingly random reasons for why they were

by the clear disrespect coming

was time for the three masked individuals, which were, by

wearing a mask. I have no interest in being scouted by

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

his back, he wore a gigantic, curved sword. It was wide and was seemingly made of rough, black stone.

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 this conflict. Just like the person before me,

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

was a long, slightly 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 of a battle style that preferred speed and

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 glances at the

very identity that a masked individual tried not to be

What was his plan?

wore a star-shaped, black mask

In comparison to most spears, it didn't have a wide

the introduction, the other groups of soldiers dubbed the group of

that we all know each other, I

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

the group left the Wild Forest and entered

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

of people definitely didn't feel

the group passed

hour later, the group passed another

of the soldiers began to talk to each

weaker-willed soldiers stopped talking

was draining their concentration, and