Franz suddenly spoke.“How’s the mercenary group doing?”Two years ago, he had established a mercenary group called *Lightning*, with the core consisting of the Reapers and the Lightning Guard, and placed under Salah’s management. Karla thought for a moment before responding:“The mercenary group has now reached a B-class rating, with an estimated number of about three thousand members. Among them, there are five hundred Grand Fighters, ten Battle Kings, and two high-level mages. According to your plan, sir, the group has been divided into teams: one hundred heavily armored warriors, one hundred thieves, two hundred archers, seven hundred swordsmen, nine hundred shield bearers, and one thousand spearmen.”Franz nodded and then asked, “But don’t we have any cavalry?”Karla smiled bitterly and replied, “As you know, the Empire has very strict regulations on warhorses, and magical beasts can’t be equipped in large numbers. Moreover, they are difficult to capture, so almost no mercenary g
The next morning, Franz’s estate was bustling with preparations for the journey. This time, the Second Prince, Pecival, was heading to the Royal Academy with only a small entourage—just two hundred Imperial Cavalry, all of whom were Grand Fighters. The knights were fully equipped, each clad in golden armor engraved with strange black patterns. The armor was designed with intricate joints to allow for greater flexibility in battle, and their heads were protected by helmets that covered their faces, leaving only the eyes exposed. Even their feet were clad in metal boots. In short, they were walking iron beasts. Each knight rode a purebred warhorse, holding a spear in one hand and a cross-shaped sword at their waist. Franz couldn’t help but feel somewhat despondent when he saw them. *Why don’t I have a cavalry like this?*For this trip to the capital, Franz didn’t bring many people along—only ten members of the Lightning Guard, whose sole mission was to protect Elena. As for Elena, it wa
Franz rode alongside the Second Prince, with the Lightning Guard behind, protecting the carriage in the center. The Imperial Guard formed the outermost layer, creating a two-tier defense. As Franz looked at this cavalry, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration. Truly, they were the elite of the Empire—each soldier was powerful, and their discipline was impeccable. Compared to the City Guard, they were worlds apart.“Don’t envy them. You’ll have your own cavalry soon enough. Didn’t the Emperor give you permission to take a thousand men from the Tiger Roar Legion? Why don’t you request cavalry from them as well?”The Second Prince, Pecival, clearly noticed Franz's thoughts and smiled.Franz’s eyes brightened, but he quickly shook his head.“It’s not that I don’t want to, but you know the Tiger Roar Legion only has about ten thousand cavalry, including five hundred Sky Knights. If I were to ask for a thousand cavalry, it would be a miracle if my father didn’t have me executed rig
Hundreds of arrows, each glowing with vibrant auras of battle energy, arched through the air toward the Imperial Guard formation."External battle energy projection—all of them are Great Knights! Everyone, take cover behind the horses!"Percival quickly issued orders. This was, after all, a world of magic, and arrows imbued with the energy of Great Knights weren't easily dodged. The crimson glow of Franz’s left Sharingan flickered as he instantly moved in front of the carriage. Forming hand seals, he slammed his hands onto the ground."Earth Release: Earth Wall Technique!"With a resounding “thump,” a wall of earth rose, shielding the two women inside the carriage. Franz exhaled in relief, though inwardly astonished. These arrows had nearly pierced the earth wall! While Earth Wall Technique was only a C-rank jutsu, it offered decent defense, yet these arrows almost broke through. The strength of people in this world was certainly not to be underestimated.While the women were safe, th
Spatial magic was an incredibly rare type of magic across the continent; even within the four great empires, it was uncertain whether there was a single person capable of wielding it. According to legend, those who mastered spatial magic were known as *barrier masters*, for they controlled space itself and could teleport instantly. Watching Franz move like a flash, one couldn’t help but wonder—was he truly a barrier master? But no one had ever seen a barrier master wielding a sword before.“You—”The fire mage barely had time to utter a single word before the sharp blade of the Kusanagi sword separated his head from his neck.*Clang!*But when the Kusanagi blade struck the remaining elder, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. Franz looked at the old man in shock, his crimson Sharingan eyes flickering as he attempted to cast a genjutsu. However, the elder, in his arrogance, merely closed his eyes in disdain.“Kid, do you even know what spatial barrier magic truly is?”*Bang!*
"What did you summon me for, kid?"Gamabunta grumbled in his usual, deep voice. Franz grinned and pointed at Talon, saying:"Nothing much, just someone to give you a bit of a challenge."Gamabunta narrowed his eyes, sizing up Talon, who in turn regarded the massive toad cautiously."Ah, it's hot, hot!" Franz hopped around on Gamabunta's head as fighting spirit surged from the toad's body. With a loud boom, Gamabunta kicked off the ground, launching into the air with his short sword raised above his head, glinting in the sunlight. Talon's eyes widened, and he quickly leapt aside.*Boom!*Where Talon had been standing, a massive crater appeared, with his warhorse smashed to pieces."So powerful."Talon let out a slow breath. It might have looked like a simple move, but it carried an intense sword aura. Just moments before, he’d felt as though he were locked in place—that was *pressure*. Yes, *pressure*: even before the sword arrived, its aura locked him in. This toad was a true sword m
The Divine City is different from other cities because it is completely under the control of the Holy Church and is not influenced by any other power except the Church. As people say on the Lion Continent: "This is the city of the gods."At the head of the Church is the Pope, followed by the Saintess, then twelve Cardinals, forty-eight Bishops, and finally the Divine Masters—those who lead the branches of the Holy Church in the cities across the Lion Continent. On this continent, any city that does not want to be labeled as heretical must have at least one branch of the Holy Church within its walls. Many cities have tried to resist the Holy Church by destroying or forbidding the construction of a branch within the city. As a result, those cities were later crushed by the boots of the Purging Knights. All the inhabitants of these cities were burned alive in the name of heresy eradication.On this continent, there is only one religion, one faith—the Holy Church, which does not allow any
Winter in D city, with a few scattered raindrops gently falling on the shoulders of passersby, suddenly makes one feel lonely amidst the bustling streets. Modernization has brought economic progress, but it has also made people gradually become indifferent and cold. Some individuals lock themselves away in the virtual world, hoping to find something more beautiful and to feel more balanced with others in the virtual community. In a dormitory at D University, a young man is hunched over his laptop, muttering to himself:“Take that! Rasengan!”Duane is a third-year engineering student at D University. He is not handsome, his family is not wealthy, and he is not exceptional in his studies. His assets consist only of a few hundred dollars in his ATM card, a legendary Nokia 1202, and an old, used laptop. He entered the university gates full of aspirations and dreams. But after three years, he suddenly realizes a harsh truth: he is powerless. Or rather, he’s just unable to achieve what he d