Future Knight

Chapter 88

Formation of the Black Wyvern Special Forces

When the order for an all-out war was given to the entire army, the conscripted soldier unit to which Kang Chan belonged also received relocation orders without exception. Zikyon was furious upon hearing the news.

“What did you say?”

“The unit is relocating.”

“On whose authority?”

“Probably the higher-ups. Anyway, it seems we’re going all-in now.”

An all-out war was exactly what Kang Chan had been hoping for.

However, Zikyon felt very disappointed at the thought of leaving behind the splendid five-story mansion they had painstakingly built.

It was so cozy inside the tree that she regretted not living there sooner.

This was likely because she was a Green Dragon.

Having no choice but to leave the mansion, Zikyon made a vow.

When she returned to the Elven forest, she would kidnap an elf if necessary to build an even grander mansion.

“Ah, ah-choo!”

“Oh no, are you catching a cold?”

“No, I suddenly felt a chill. I apologize.”

Arteon and Cracksion were in the midst of a heated discussion about the all-out war with the human and orc allied forces.

In the midst of their conversation, the meeting was briefly interrupted by Arteon’s cough.

“Our Dwarven tribe has decided to send the maximum number of troops.”

The mention of maximum troops stirred the meeting hall.

Cracksion, the king of the Dwarves, was implying that they were staking everything on this all-out war.

“Our Elven tribe has also decided to mobilize all remaining forces.”

Only 3,000 elves had survived the Night of Nightmares. Even if they gathered all the elves scattered throughout the forest, their population did not exceed 30,000.

Despite this, mobilizing all remaining personnel was a huge gamble for Arteon, putting the survival of their race at stake.

“It’s decided then. Let’s prepare to depart as soon as possible.”

“Yes, then we elves will create the warp gate.”

“How long will it take?”

“Given the large number of personnel and the long distance, it will probably take about five days.”

“Five days should be enough time to prepare the troops.”

Dwarven soldiers did not have to walk long distances arduously like the soldiers of the Eastern Kingdom.

They had Arteon, a 9th-circle archmage.

* * *

When news arrived that the Dwarves and Elves would come through the gate within five days, Duke Jaksen could breathe a sigh of relief.

He was currently in the midst of a meeting to reorganize the rear logistics and unit deployment.

“Establish the logistics base in the Brasch region of the Sorpen Federation and use the Arudio River for transport to ensure safer delivery. Additionally, about two divisions of troops and ten Gigantes should be stationed at the logistics base to guard against enemy infiltration.”

“Does anyone have a different opinion?”

“No, utilizing the Arudio River for water transport is currently the safest supply route.”

“I agree as well.”

“Alright, we’ll go with that plan.”

“Understood.”

After concluding the operations meeting regarding the logistics base, Duke Jaksen and his staff continued with the strategy meeting on unit redeployment, which lasted until the early hours of the morning.

As an all-out war requiring time, Duke Jaksen had not slept for several days, buried under a mountain of tasks. His face looked very tired.

Even though he was a Sword Master with exceptional physical strength, these past few days had been extremely tough.

“Captain, you look very tired.”

Wolfdale, the deputy commander of the Helrainer Knights, handed a steaming cup of coffee to Duke Jaksen, who was leaning back in his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Coffee was an expensive luxury that only nobles could afford.

“No… Oh! Thank you for the coffee.”

The soft aroma of coffee spreading in the conference room soothed his weary heart.

“No matter how much of the continent’s greatest Sword Master you are, you should take care of your health.”

“The continent’s greatest… I just sit in this position under the nation’s halo.”

“That’s incredibly humble of you, to the point of being annoying.”

“I’m just stating the facts… Slurp.”

As Duke Jaksen slowly sipped the hot coffee, he suddenly thought of Kalitz Garman.

The greatest swordsman of humanity…

‘Ah, how great would it be if Garman were here with me now?’

There were a total of seven Sword Masters on the allied side, including himself.

These included the veteran Daist from Terbia, the Elven swordsman Elradian, and Hurricane Blade Urkanta.

However, even if they all gathered, there was no guarantee they could face the elemental king that the Green Witch would summon.

That worried him constantly.

Of course, the Elven queen Arteon, a 9th-circle archmage, would provide support, but he couldn’t help but worry.

Moreover, the veteran Daist, who had been asleep for two days, woke up and mentioned that there were two Sword Masters among the Dark Elves. One of them even commanded an ancient giant, possessing such immense skills that Daist himself couldn’t match. Additionally, there were about thirty black Gigantes with abilities close to those of a Sword Master. Daist added that he had lost most of his eighty Gigantes to them.

Although they had six Sword Masters and around 250 Gigantes on their side, the enemy’s strength remained largely unknown. It was a disconcerting all-out war.

“Ah! That’s right!”

Wolfdale, who was drinking coffee, suddenly shouted as if he remembered something he had forgotten.

“Captain, have you heard the news?”

“What news? Slurp.”

“I’m not sure if it’s true, but there’s a rumor that a mysterious Sword Master appeared in the conscripted soldier unit a few days ago.”

“Gasp!”

Duke Jaksen, who was drinking coffee, nearly spilled it at the mention of a mysterious Sword Master.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Oh, you haven’t heard? I only heard about it this evening, so I haven’t confirmed it yet, but isn’t it absurd? A Sword Master in the conscripted soldier unit? And apparently, he’s accompanied by a tamed Ogre. Does that make any sense? Hahaha.”

Everyone in this world knew that Ogres could never be tamed.

However, Duke Jaksen’s face grew serious upon hearing this story.

“Come to think of it, I seem to recall receiving a report with such content.”

He indeed received the report, but being extremely busy at the time, he had tossed it aside with many other overdue tasks.

“Let me see, I think I threw the report over here…”

Duke Jaksen rummaged through the piles of reports and documents on his desk and found the report that had been casually discarded.

“Here it is.”

He was startled as he read through its contents.

“Gasp! You were right!”

Chronicles of the Holy Year. 1001. 04. 02 Weather: Clear

Title: Appearance of a Mysterious Sword Master

During the enemy’s surprise attack, a mysterious Sword Master and a tamed Ogre suddenly appeared among the conscripted soldiers, pursuing and annihilating 5,000 Green Elf infantry alongside the conscripts.

Currently, Raon Lanchester, the commander of the Hermes Knights dispatched by the Sorpen Federation, is negotiating, staking his position as commander.

Notable Details: Coexisting within the unit with two incredibly beautiful women. One of them is an Elf.

End.

「Visman Empire Intelligence Bureau」

“Locate this person and report to me. I must meet him early tomorrow morning.”

“Huh? Oh, understood.”

As Wolfdale rushed out, Duke Jaksen read through the report again, unable to believe it.

‘Where on earth did this Sword Master suddenly appear from?’

As someone who knew better than anyone that a Sword Master wouldn’t just fall from the sky, he couldn’t comprehend it.

But whether this person fell from the sky or emerged from the ground, it didn’t matter to him.

All that mattered was that he was a real Sword Master.

And he had no intention of letting a minor country like Sorpen take him away.

‘Hmph! How dare you, Raon Lanchester? Do you think the Visman Empire will let a Sword Master be taken by a minor federation like Sorpen?’

He resolved to bring the Sword Master into the Visman Empire, even if he had to stake his position as Duke.

* * *

Kang Chan wanted to quietly spend some time alone.

It had been a while since he last had a moment for solitary contemplation…

It was all because Zikyon, Erika, and Loki never left his side for even a moment.

That day, Kang Chan was sitting on a rock, gazing at the enemy camp.

Numerous Green Elves were forming a strong defensive line, preparing for the all-out war with the allied forces.

However, Zikyon, who had no interest in them, didn’t keep her mouth shut, trying to pass the time.

“That time, I was living as the wife of a baron in some rural village. That guy was such a pervert, every night he…”

“Really?”

“…”

Since the day she had led the innocent Erika and Loki astray at the inn, Zikyon had been telling them stories about her sexual experiences whenever she had the chance.

As this continued, Kang Chan eventually couldn’t hold back and spoke to Zikyon.

“Hey! Can you please take those stories somewhere else? Let’s focus on training!”

“Why? You join too.”

“Why would I join?”

“Don’t you find these stories interesting? Are you impotent?”

“What, what did you say?!”

Meanwhile, as Kang Chan and Zikyon were bickering, the knights led by Duke Jaksen appeared in the conscripted soldiers’ camp.

Tollen, who had received no prior notice, ran out barefoot to greet the Supreme Commander.

“S-Sir Commander! It is an honor for you to visit this humble place.”

Tollen’s eyes were filled with reverence as he looked at the continent’s strongest human.

“I have received a report that there is an unidentified Sword Master here. Where is he?”

“Oh! Are you referring to Sir Kang Chan? He is over there…”

When Duke Jaksen turned his gaze in the direction Tollen pointed, he saw four people leisurely sitting on a rock on the hill, chatting away. Each of them possessed celestial beauty.

“I have come to speak with him. Lead the way.”

“Yes, sir! This way, please.”

Forgetting that he was barefoot, Tollen led him to Kang Chan.

‘Hmm? What is this presence?’

Kang Chan, who had been in the midst of an argument with Zikyon, suddenly stopped talking and looked down the hill.

A man with a powerful presence was approaching from below.