I followed Henry out of the hall.
And, as I had predicted, there were two large camps established upon the empty space in front of the twin towers.
The two camps were gold and emerald in colour and were composed of a solid-looking fabric. It appeared to be a large bungalow rather than a hastily constructed camp.
"Take a look at that. Who do you think would win if the Elf Princess and The Fourth Prince battled right now?"
I simply dismissed Henry's idiotic question.
If they fought now, the Prince would undoubtedly win. After all, this is his domain.
……
Within the Gold Camp.
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Considering Henry was still unconscious, I decided to go to the shop and see the family before the second exam.I arrived quickly, and I noticed some people following me, but I recognized them.They were commoners from the prince's entourage. It appears that the prince assigned them the responsibility of investigating my activities.Okay, I understand, so I'll let them observe as long as they don't interfere.I could see the shop from a long-distance away. Not only did I have good eyesight, but the shop had more than tripled in size.That was the amount of profit it was making; it was a profit-only business.Everything the business sells is profit because I got all the stuff and c
We were now walking back home while Henry was jogging. His new body made him look forward to working out. He would kick trees that grew along the side of the road occasionally. He wasn't wrong when he said he was addicted to the sense of having a lot of strength. "We have 6 days, and I know you just received your element. But first, let's look at aura. I will tell you that if you learn to harness your aura, using your element will be as easy as playing with a toy." "Yes! Huff...hufff... Where can we even begin?!" Henry exhaled heavily because of his brief surge of activity. I honestly did not know. I can't remember how I got an aura the first time. Actually, I knew how the system 'provided' it to me. Although I became hi
Henry stood at the dungeon's entrance, his face expressionless as if he hadn't slept in days. His eyes had dark circles, his cheekbones were sunken in, and his clothes were shambling. "Isn't this the last one?" With pleading eyes, Henry inquired. But, on the other hand, I was considering something. His status had altered significantly since the last time I looked. And now I understand how individuals around the world grow stronger. While I do not gain any stats when I level up, the people of this world gain a stat upgrade at random when they level up. The amount of stats you could get when levelling up was completely random, but it never topped ten stats at once.
[High Orc -Mystic Rank]Level 64Race: OrcElement: NoneHP: 1800 CON: 360ATK: 96 STR: 32DEF: 54 DEX: 10Speed: 44 AGI: 44Mana: NoneI take a peek at the orc's lifeless body, which was lying on the floor. It was clear from it that the orc perished with multiple wounds on its body, so many that it could no longer move.Then I noticed Henry on the floor, ligh
Henry and I simply sat in the dining hall; Henry was brooding and seemed as if he was contemplating something."Nothing will happen right..." For some reason, Henry felt there was something weird about the whole potion plant situation. Even though he wasn't an expert, he knew the neighbouring dungeons didn't have a potion plant, and if they had, someone would have found it throughout these years."There's something strange here...where did Feliks go?" Henry was confounded as if he had missed something crucial."What are you contemplating? Are you concerned about your father? You shouldn't be, because your father is by far the most powerful man in town." There was no need for Henry to be concerned, I said."I have a feeling something is about to happen; it's simply my int
"Blurgh!" Henry got down on his knees.He'd only taken a few steps before slumping on the ground in despair.As his confused mind cleared, Henry realized he had just slain the one man who had been with him since he was a child.And in such a brutal manner."Fuck! What exactly did you do!?" Henry yelled as he banged his hands on the ground."Get out.t...of...my...head!!"Even now, all he could think about was killing someone. He cursed his good fortune for bestowing such a dreadful skill on him.Drip!Blood slowly began to drip from his hands, which had begun to flow as a result of the multi
A three-thousand-strong army, not large enough to draw significant attention but not insignificant enough to be ignored.Even more so when they were all at least D-rank fighters and mages.Earlier, on my route to Agnus's place, I unexpectedly noticed a large crowd with my senses. At first, I assumed it was the army of some high-ranking noble arriving in the city.On closer inspection, the unit did not appear to have arrived peacefully and was fully prepared with everything that a person could be outfitted with. And when I got a closer look, I could hear them talking about destroying the city, taking over the city, killing the city head's family, and other things.The one thing I observed was that they were all talking about invading
"After a few months in bed, your father should be OK. By the way, I have a question for you."Henry knelt close to his father, who was riddled with wounds. He eventually breathed a sigh of relief because his father was breathing normally and the wounds had stopped bleeding for a long time. In his heart, he thanked his friend Riel."What exactly is it?"I thoroughly considered it before deciding that I would like to reign over a piece of territory somewhere in the world in the future. But I will not be controlled by anyone else; I will be at the top, with everyone underneath me.That's such a lofty goal, isn't it?As a consequence, the Empire may become an enemy, nay, they will undoubtedly become an enemy. Someday, I would use
"Hey! Why should we listen to a brat like you?" The interjection came from the back of the crowd, a young soldier, his face flushed with anger, his eyes blazing with defiance. The rest of the soldiers turned to stare, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.A genuine smile spread across my face. Finally, someone had the audacity to speak up. A flicker of satisfaction ignited within me. This was exactly what I had been hoping for, wasn't it? Didn't this feel like the natural order of things?I had anticipated this moment from the very beginning. There was no way these esteemed scions of nobility and battle-hardened knights would meekly submit to the commands of a mere child. The moment I was elected commander of one of the three mighty armies, I knew this tension would inevitably arise. After all, who among these talented warriors would willingly follow a teenager with little to boast of in terms of accomplishments? And let's not forget the shadow of my less-than-st
Ladia couldn't help but castigate herself for her lapse in judgment. How had she not seen it before? If the involvement of the magic towers would significantly aid the Empire, then the impact of the very person who had defeated the magicians of the tower participating would be monumental.The princess's heart thrummed with the realization, chiding herself for taking so long to come to this epiphany. Was Ethan's proposal the correct course of action or not? She no longer dwelled on the question.With a steely gaze, Ladia announced, "I have reached a verdict."The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the princess. The final decision lay in her hands, and she was ready to reveal it. The anticipation hung heavy in the air, and Ladia took a deep breath before continuing. "I have decided to accept Ethan's proposal."A murmur of surprise rippled through the room, but Ladia held up her hand for silence. "I believe that Ethan's plan, with a few modifications, is the best course of action for
My suggestion ignited a firestorm of debate among the upper echelons of the capital. The princess convened her officials in the grand throne room, where the air was thick with tension and uncertainty as they deliberated their next course of action. Ultimately, the march toward the City of Aran was postponed by a full day, a delay that weighed heavily on everyone present. The officials found themselves divided, caught between two stark choices: should they attempt to reclaim the nearby City of Aran from the Beast Kingdom, or should they focus their efforts on retaking the more strategically significant City of Northfall?"But, Your Majesty," one of the officials interjected, his voice rising above the murmurs of the assembly, "as we stand now, we cannot afford to risk an attack on the Northfall Fortress! I have heard reports that the beastmen have fortified their walls and laid even more traps to ensnare us! If we allow this farce to continue, we will be nothing more than lambs led to
A chill snaked down Ryle's spine. Ethan's suggestion hung in the air, heavy and suffocating, like a shroud woven from despair. To attack City of Aran, a fortress city now bristling with tens of thousands of Beast Kingdom soldiers, felt like a declaration of utter annihilation. Even Lance, their most valiant commander, had fallen captive within its walls.Ryle's brow creased into a deep furrow. He, too, was a commander of the Initiation Army, a man who had tasted the bitterness of defeat and the sting of loss. He couldn't fathom how Ethan, this newly appointed leader, could so blithely propose a course of action that reeked of self-destruction."I cannot, in good conscience, agree with your plan," Ryle stated, his voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. "As we stand now, attacking Northfall City is a fool's errand, a suicide mission. We are scattered, depleted, and outmatched. We must first rally our remaining forces, regroup along the borders, and then, and only then,
"Ryle Green, step forward!" the Royal advisor said, seeing Ryle was in a daze.Ryle coughed and stepped forward, his heart pounding with excitement as he knelt before the Princess."Ryle Green, you are hereby granted authority over fifty thousand soldiers," the Princess said, her voice like a melody that soothed the soul. "You shall be the commander of the Vanguard Army!"With a snap of her fingers, the Princess bestowed an insignia upon Ryle's shoulder, its glow of light like a beacon of hope in the face of the looming threat of the Beast Kingdom."I will crush those beastmen for you, Your Highness!" Ryle said, his voice filled with determination and resolve.The Princess smiled, her eyes filled with pride and hope. "We have faith in you, Ryle," she said. "Together, we will defeat the Beast Kingdom and restore peace to our lands."Princess Ladia nodded, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I expect a lot from the younger generation, Ryle," she said, her voice laced with both encou
The Dwarven Kingdom, a land renowned for its glittering wealth, held its breath. The Brightwing Empire’s meager offer, a desperate plea for aid, was all they had to entice the notoriously hard-drinking mercenaries. Even if their weapons were outdated, their reputation for unmatched effectiveness in battle preceded them. Surely, that would be enough.“Your Majesty,” a guard murmured, his voice barely a tremor in the air. “They have arrived.”Princess Ladia, lost in a labyrinth of thought, startled slightly. She had wrestled with the decision for what felt like an eternity, but finally, a solution had emerged. All that remained was to face them, to meet their gaze and offer her hand in this desperate alliance.Viscount Lamiel, a man whose arrogance was only surpassed by his thirst for gold, strode into the royal garden, flanked by a legion of equally boisterous mercenaries. Princess Ladia recognized most of them – the nobles summoned by the crown, their faces etched with a mixture of g
The scene unfolded with brutal efficiency. Several soldiers, their faces grim and resolute, descended upon Drew and the other soldier, their movements swift and decisive. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. They walked away with heads bowed, accepting their fate with a stoic silence that spoke volumes of their resignation.Ryle, his expression a mixture of weariness and amusement, ran a hand through his hair, a sigh escaping his lips. "What a waste of a perfectly good sleep," he muttered, his voice laced with a hint of exasperation. "Young men like myself need our rest, yet everyone seems determined to disrupt my slumber over such trivial matters."His gaze shifted to me, and a playful smile curved his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself," he said, extending a hand towards me. "Ryle Green, third son of Count Green, and as you might be able to tell, the future commander of this very army." He spoke with an air of unwavering confidence, his words carrying the weight of
Two soldiers from a rival camp, their boots crunching on the gravel path, happened upon the conversation. One soldier, his face contorting with barely suppressed mirth, clamped a hand over his mouth, desperately trying to stifle a chuckle. His companion, sensing the impending eruption, jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow, a silent plea for decorum. But the laughter, like a trapped spring, was too powerful to contain. Tears welled in the soldier's eyes, threatening to spill over as his shoulders shook with silent mirth. Finally, with a strangled cry, he burst into a full-blown guffaw. "Hahahaha! If it's the Young Master leading us! Hahaha! We'll be able to… Pft! Hahaha!"The sound of his uncontrolled laughter echoed through the camp, drawing curious glances from nearby soldiers. Gaston, his face a mask of confusion and irritation, turned to the source of the amusement. "Excuse me, but what's so funny?" he demanded, his voice laced with displeasure.The soldier, still gasping for br
The unyielding army of the Ice Demon City had been journeying for a considerable number of weeks, traversing a multitude of cities and towns along the way. During our sojourns, we would occasionally restock our supplies, find respite in taverns, and often in the great outdoors, before resuming our arduous trek.Given the unfortunate circumstances, we were informed that the Ice Demon City was the most distant of all cities from the capital. This reality meant that we were among the last to receive the urgent message, compelling us to join the ranks of the other nobles and their armies in the capital.It was in the fourth week of our relentless march that we finally arrived in the grand and magnificent Capital city. The journey had been long and arduous, but our determination never wavered, as we knew our presence was required in these critical times. I had already surmised that the majority of the other nobles and their forces would have already amassed in the capital, readying themse