An individual was kneeling on one leg on the floor of one of the ship's many cabins.
"We have discovered the residence of Riel Alheim's family."
A set of eyes caught his sight as he lifted his head. The person's eyes were a deep shade of crimson, forcing him to freeze in dread.
Conrad was neatly seated in the cabin.
"Should we begin the plan, Young Master?"
Conrad paused for a moment before speaking, looking at the butler.
"Let's take it carefully at first. Eliza is a wise woman, despite the fact that every second of her life with that pest fills me with rage. If we do anything to that jerk's family, she would undoubtedly discover the link to us."
"What exactly are you doing here?"Cleo stated, jolting all of the instructors out of their stupor from witnessing Asena's transformation.And all of their attention was drawn to the student who was standing quietly on the beach.I was that student."Umm…I Guess I missed the ships?"Cleo glared coldly at the student before sighing and walking away."I recognize you. It's fascinating, but you've made a mistake by staying here."Selena agreed as well."We admire your bravery, but you should not come here. So, now that you're here, hurry up. We don
To me, magic was a mysterious force. And I was thrust into this world without it. With the passage of time, I can fairly declare that I, who had no idea how to utilize magic or what it actually was, have become one of its most proficient practitioners.At the very least, my potential in it was limitless.To utilize magic, mana from the body would combine with mana from the surroundings and be processed by the magician in the form of a magic circle before being activated.I've read a lot of books and a lot of system guides. The finest methods for producing mana, conserving mana and increasing the strength of magic.But it wasn't until recently that I realized I already knew the greatest technique to wield magic.I didn't need
Henry walked down Dagen's harbour. Not just him, but nearly all of the ships arrived in Dagen.Dagen, the Brightwing Empire's the more prominent city. A city, well-known for its lively business district and trade market.A large crowd of people dressed in various outfits waited nervously as the ships opened their entrances to the docks.The numerous families who waited at the port for a day only wanted to see their children's faces emerge off the ship.However, one person stood out above the rest.A colossal man, a head higher than everyone else in the crowd, exuded an unbreakable aura.Nonetheless, his expression was deeply disturbed and concerned.He was Duke Kraus.After hearing about the academy attack, he nearly died of a heart attack.And when he learned that the portals had ceased working, he nearly had another heart attack.And he suffered a heart attack and was in the hospital for half a day when he learned that a monster like Asena had descended on the island.When he watche
Inside a Grand Building.A man lying on a bed was being observed by a slew of figures who would astound the public.Cleo looked at Riel. It had been two weeks since Asena had been killed. Despite this, he had not awoken.But she smiled.For the first time, a faint glow of mana could be felt emanating from his body.She smiled again as she looked at the figure of the young lady sitting across the bed."Let's give Riel some space, maybe he's too nervous to wake up while we're all here." Cleo made a sarcastic remark."That appears to be the case." Duke Kraus sneered as she looked at the jerk who was currently occupying all of her daughter's attention.They exited one by one.Eliza cast a sombre glance to her side.In her gaze was the slayer of Asena, whose identity the public had been desperate to discover.But all she could think about was how sorry she was.She still remembered when headmaster Cleo brought in a student who didn't look like a human at first glance.The anguish she felt
Duke Kraus, Cleo, Selena, and a slew of other notable names gathered outside the hospital's main door.Their expressions show apparent bewilderment."I'm not sure why he isn't awake yet."Selena mumbled, her gaze fixed on Cleo.She simply received a mischievous smile from Cleo, which perplexed her.Duke Kraus sighed and decided to explain everything himself."That jerk is undoubtedly awake by now, but he's acting as if he isn't. I could definitely feel his mana circle activating....damn bastard."The displeasure in his comments was unmistakable."Come on, Duke Kraus. Isn't it true that they've reached marriageable age? Let them be, after all, your daughter seemed to be interested in that boy. Hahaha, I guess I should make a wedding gift... An engagement gift should be prepared first."Cleo burst out laughing. Her past sentiments of guilt were swept away when she felt the life within Riel radiate brilliantly.Kraus' face changed to a sour expression with a furrowed brow."Shut up, Cleo
"Three epic cores."“Huh?” For a brief moment, Cleo paused.She wasn’t mistaken, what she heard clearly was Riel asking for three epic ranked cores as a reward."Is it too much?" Riel seemed disappointed to see her squinting face.As a result, she quickly cleared up the misunderstanding."It is, in fact, very simple.""The problem is that epic-ranked cores aren't very useful. They are, however, extremely uncommon. Will the fact that I only have two suffice? I'll also give out other rewards.""That's a reasonable bargain."I closed the deal with my only usable hand at the time.I was getting excited on the inside, and if it hadn't been for my body, I would have danced on the floor.Finally!'My deathpact angel is ready to hatch!'Cleo tilted her head, clearly bemused by Riel's excitement.'What will he do with an epic rank core?'Epic rank cores were completely useless.Not because they were useless, but because no one had discovered a way to use or refine them. The most anyone could r
"Archmage, please take a seat.""OK, I guess today is the first time the two of us have personally talked.""The rest of the time, there were always other people with us," Ladia said, nodding. " Is the Archmage uncomfortable speaking with me alone?""If I get uncomfortable talking to a kid like you, I'd rather die," Cleo scoffed. "The princess with tainted hands, on the other hand, is someone I should be wary of."Her words were not held back at all, slamming right into Ladia's most vulnerable spot.There was a sigh heard.Cleo sat up straight, proud and haughty."Don't judge me too harshly, Princess. But I'm not convinced that someone whose hands had been sullied by the blood of thousands and thousands of people would change so quickly.""You are correct," Ladia agreed. "I can only show you through my actions, so please keep an eye on me. Anyway, on the subject of the student, what does Cleo think of him?"Cleo kept a close eye on Ladia, though her gaze was diverted by the newspaper
Eliza opened the door and entered, her gaze fixed on the bowl of soup in her hand. She raised her head to check on Riel, only to be taken aback.The soup in her hands almost fell off as a result of the shock of seeing Riel's face.After seeing the person sitting on the bed, a hint of suspicion appeared on her delicate face.And that was short-lived.Her lips formed a frown, followed by a playful smirk."Why do you appear feminine? Are you a woman in disguise?"Of course, Eliza knew Riel was a man, but given the circumstances, she couldn't help herself.Who told Riel he needed to look so dazzling and feminine?His skin was even more beautiful than hers!My proud appearance soon crumpled. Her words made me feel violated.“Shut up.”"What actually occurred?""Be quiet.""Pfft, here's some herb soup. It will help you heal faster, according to my father."Eliza sat on the couch after setting the soup on the bedside table.And I could finally see the soup in its entirety.The murky green
"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