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This particular day, the Kraus family's mansion was dreary. The customary swarm of combatants honing their skills on the ground was nowhere to be found. The servants, maids, and personnel of the mansion all had troubled expressions and were nervous as they went about their duties. It was all because the Duke had summoned several employees from the mansion within the Kraus family's famous prison barely an hour before. “Argh! Duke, have mercy! Grhh!” As a person squished him with his fist, he exploded into a puddle of blood. Duke Kraus' eyes shone with no remorse as he massacred the people who had worked in his house for years. Everyone in front of him had spent years maintaining the mansion, delivering him food, and caring for his own daughter. But it was also the reason he wasn't hesitating. These people were able to bring their hearts to harm the very people who had fed them and given them a job, even causing harm to his daughter. Nothing could compare to Kraus's daughter. Even
The club fair's security was much tighter today than it had been in the past. The number of soldiers was enormous, and everyone had been trained to an extremely high standard.Everyone expected this, given who was scheduled to attend the club fair.Because the purpose of holding the club fair was to hold a council meeting with the other great powers once a year.A grand elder from the association, an elven empire high elf, a beast empire chieftain, and a Brightwing empire delegate.Cleo Brig, the headmaster of the Brightwing Academy, was the Brightwing Empire's representative.She walked inside the council chamber. The interior of the chamber was broad and then round, with seats navigating a panel in the centre.
I used the system to scan the surroundings. And I was correct: there were an unusually large number of Lycans prowling around.I had a feeling something was awry. And I can only hope it wasn't what I was thinking.'You guys aren't so stupid to cause a commotion, aren't you?' I was exhausted because I had just walked tens of kilometres and hadn't received enough rest."Have you ever seen a hero, Riel?"Eliza unexpectedly asked me a question."A hero? No, I don't even know what their names are.""I heard a hero visited the academy today. I wish I could meet him or her, I'd like to see how different they are from me."Was i
"Who are you?!"Fabian looked at the student uncomfortably, not knowing who he was but thinking he seemed familiar. He'd met him during the conflict, but Fabian had forgotten who Riel was."Oh, please accept my apologies for informing you that I am the elder cousin of your second aunt's brother-in-third law's nephew from the garbage family. You don't recall me?" I stepped forward and made a friendly introduction.Fabian didn't take the disparaging remarks personally. He only had one task for today: he had to get rid of Eliza Kraus.He had been practising as hard as he could since his father asked him to undertake this duty. He had changed quite a deal in such a short period of time.
Boom!“Cough!”As he lay crushed behind a wall, a massive muscular man vomited up blood, his eyes wide with horror. His body was covered in purple blotches and bruises.A 'thing' he didn't recognize stood in front of him. Tyr wasn't sure whether he should call it a beast or a human.A beast having the head of a wolf but the body of a humanoid that didn't pale in contrast to any Orcs.Just a few minutes before, the figure was a feeble mage Tyr could easily destroy, but now he had been defeated in a physical confrontation."Who or what are you?"He asked, inhaling deeply as he examined his injuries. But he seemed unconcerned
"Could you inform me of the situation?"I asked the obese nobility dressed in fancy clothes; the amount of fat on their bodies offended me for the first time. Nobles, whether evil or virtuous, tended to appear dignified. But these nobles were the worst.They were both hideous, snooty, and evil.I could see his knights almost out of breath from lugging such a fat bastard and escaping harm.The official looked up and down at Riel before deciding to ignore him. If it had been another time, the official would not have let Riel go so easy after insulting him. Apparently, asking him a question was considered offensive.But now all he could think of was returning home to safety.Thud!
Elia made a motion toward Lance, which was promptly detected by Lance, who almost responded in disbelief until Elia stopped him.It would have been risky for them to act rashly and aggravate the situation, so they waited for a chance.Screams could be heard outside the dorm building. It was clear from the smoke rising from the windows that the academy had been besieged. Elia, as a student at the institution, felt obligated to do something about it.While Lance felt ashamed by the fact that the academy had been so readily breached.But, after some more thought on the timing of the attack and its efficiency, both of them came to a realization.'The attack was intended to cause strife among the Empires.'
A cool wind wafted through the smouldering academy grounds.The remains of a building that had been razed to the ground were displaced, and there was a slight movement among the debris as a small hand sprang out, followed by two small children.One boy and one girl were dressed in commoner clothes that were nearly torn all the way through.I sighed as I glanced at them. It was not a good time for them to appear.“Brother! Sister! Uwaaaa! Help!”“Hic!hic!”The two kids, who were covered in dust and in shock following the incident, sobbed as soon as they spotted Eliza and Riel.Their cries soon drowned out the sou
"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