The return of the corps commander.

    It is said that the corps commander, as if living up to his second name of undefeated, linked up with the soldiers inside the castle and completely destroyed the Minotaur Federation through his possessed command.

    The victory itself was perfect.

    What had to be protected was clearly protected, and the northern part of the kingdom union that the Minotaurs had invaded would be restored in less than a month by the remaining soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Corps.

    But now people have no choice but to feel uneasy about that title.

    Waaa-

    The wide open castle gate welcomes the returning commander and knights, and the people shout in celebration of their return and victory.

    The controlled thoroughfare that starts from the northern castle gate continues all the way to the barracks, and those who have returned enter proudly, receiving a baptism of pollen from people through the wide thoroughfare.

    For the people living in the southern part of the kingdom union, including the Grace domain, the quick return of the corps commander is welcome as they agree that no one can replace him, but today, mixed with cheers, uneasy conversations can be heard.

    “Oh my god, the rumor was true…”

    “Was it true that Commander Helias’ arm was cut off?”

    “What should we do if other races invade now? If a group of different races comes again, can they fight with arms like that?”

    “Fools, even if the corps commander had his arm cut off, would that alone be enough to cause the city to fall? There is a knighthood. The knights of the 3rd corps that the corps commander collected.”

    “What are you going to do if giants or other races with giant demonic beasts that even the knights can’t handle attack? I have no one to deal with such huge guys other than the corps commander, but thinking about the corps commander looking like that now makes me a little anxious.”

    “From what I heard, the time for holding arms has passed. So is it really over?”

    “Stop talking like a beggar. Even if you don’t have one arm, you wouldn’t have that skill. And these days, isn’t it said that wizards are good at prosthetic hands and legs? We can’t touch it because it’s expensive.”

    “You are the stupid one. Don’t you know what it means that the Gaia Church was unable to use recovery magic in time? It looks like a curse type, but if the curse is severe, you can’t wear a prosthetic hand or anything.”

    Since there were only a few soldiers remaining in the castle, disturbing sounds passed through the back of my head in an instant as I was in the ranks controlling the main street with spears in hand.

    And with all that noise behind me, I finally began to see the corps commander coming in from afar, making improvements.

    The person riding in from the front on a black warhorse is Legion Commander Helias Sain Thion.

    And behind him was General Bulterion, who faithfully followed his words.

    The corps commander covers his severed arm with a cape while on horseback, but anyone can tell that he has no arm.

    The corps commander, who drives the horse while holding the reins with only one arm, looks confident as if he does not care about the missing arm, but people still whisper of anxiety.

    Helias Sain Tion, the undefeated commander of the 3rd Legion of the Kingdom’s Allied Forces.

    He is a man who reigned for a long time as an absolute human powerhouse in charge of one of the front lines of the Kingdom Union.

    The reason why he received the somewhat arrogant title of undefeated is because one of the important reasons why the kingdom did not fall is due to this corps commander.

    He avoided friction with elves as much as possible, and although there were many enemies of various races, orcs, and others, he was a person who ran around the battlefield and slaughtered the strong, especially in all-out wars with demons.

    Since the enemies that the corps commander faced alone were enemies that could only be dealt with by clinging to one or two special knights at the risk of mutual destruction, the power he preserved could be said to be at least 1/3 of the knights who are the foundation of the kingdom. all.

    In addition, in the early days of the war, when other nobles were pushed back and fled to the capital, abandoning their people in this Grace territory, it was this man who quickly and boldly led the people to move to a new territory and strengthen the defensive wall.

    So, even though people are anxious, they only believe in the corps commander and follow his requests without any complaints.

    Because they know that what he does is to bring them peace of mind.

    But he came back with his arm cut off.

    He was so skilled in both fighting and tactics that he earned the title of undefeated, and was even called a hero by people, but his arm was cut off.

    In fact, it is said that the tactics he devised in the royal castle played a major role, inflicting damage that was close to annihilation of the Minotaurs.

    After waiting for the soul soldiers to arrive, he had them all heavily armed and made an unreasonable charge, dividing the leader of the Minotaur and the soldiers under him, and then, with himself at the center, escorted by the commanders of the 1st and 2nd corps, he faced the leader and the guards head-on. It was a tactic to destroy the morale of the Federation by confronting and killing them, and to cause confusion by attacking the unity gathered by one strong person, a fatal weakness of the Federation of different races, although it was somewhat ignorant.

    Even though he is old, he personally showed that the majesty of his title has not yet died.

    But that doesn’t matter to people.

    The important thing is that although he is undefeated, he may have won the fight, but the fact that his arm was cut off means that he was on the verge of defeat and that his chances of losing in the future have increased.

    As the corps commander slowly approached and the volume of the voices of those who were talking loudly died down, I was finally able to speak to Enin.

    “Didn’t they say that a high priest of the Gaia Church could attach a fallen head, let alone a severed arm?”

    He looks at the corps commander wearing his ceremonial attire and holding a spear, and asks Enin next to him why the healing magic didn’t work.

    Healing magic is the only way to repair any significant damage if you pay enough treatment fees. In particular, the Gaia Church’s healing magic is said to be so great that it is difficult for other churches in the empire to match it.

    I am very curious about the situation in which the Gaia Church possesses such technology, but the corps commander is in such danger that he ends up like that.

    In response to my question, Enin told me exactly what he had heard at the informal military conference held just before the corps commander arrived.

    “The corps commander faced off against some of the most powerful Minotaurs, and I think the weapon he used was an ax with a serious curse engraved on it. It is said that it had an impact and that the fight lasted for over an hour, so he missed the time to receive treatment with Haeju.”

    “Even though there were three corps commanders, we fought for over an hour… It’s really scary.”

    The corps commander was also a corps commander, but the guy who united the Minotaur tribe also seemed to be a cool guy.

    While I was thinking about this and unconsciously following the words passing by, I made eye contact with the corps commander.

    His gaze may have been intentionally spreading his gaze evenly to those around him to let them know that he was alive and well, but at the same time he was trying to check people’s reactions, but by chance they ended up staring at each other.

    But when I looked into his eyes, I realized it wasn’t just a glance.

    ‘You’re looking at me like you’re looking for something.’

    The corps commander’s eyes continued to search, as if he was looking for something.

    It took less than 5 seconds for each person to keep turning their head in front of so many people.

    He was looking at me for a moment, trying to figure out the other person’s skills. In the moment when we met, he looked at me as if he was scanning in an instant, and then turned his head.

    “Did you see it?”

    As soon as the corps commander passes by, Master speaks to him.

    “Well, I was watching. We made eye contact.”

    “Besides that, what level of skill do you think that corps commander will display now?”

    ‘Oh, you were doing that again.’

    Master has one habit.

    The habit of measuring the other person’s capabilities and finding out how strong he or she is.

    Master was already exploring the skills of the corps commander whose arm was cut off.

    Think carefully about your vague answer to what she said and then give it back.

    “The commander of the corps… From what I remember, he was ambidextrous and skillfully used the sword with either his left or right arm.”

    He is an old man over 70 years old.

    However, what makes him unrivaled by anyone is the feats he has accumulated over the years, and the overflowing magic contained in the huge vessel of his soul that was created step by step through those feats, is the foundation that has made him undefeated while fighting against various opponents even to this day. will be.

    But its true value is different. No matter how old he was, his soul would not have been large from the beginning.

    The swordsmanship that allowed him to achieve a lifetime of feats.

    His unorthodox swordsmanship, in which he continuously changes the hand holding the sword and relentlessly attacks the enemy, has allowed him to reach his current position.

    “Now that his arm has been cut off, it would be difficult to reproduce the swordsmanship he normally used. If they attack without thinking, I’d like to have their heads cut off and get caught at the castle gate, just like before, but now it might be difficult when the demons are the commander of the army.”

    If it’s a really strong guy, it would take at least one knight corps dedicated to confronting it, but if our corps commander doesn’t handle it properly, the damage will be greater elsewhere.

    I thought there would be no more demons coming for the time being, but if this news reached the demon territory, they might try to start another war.

    “Returning to the unit!”

    In the meantime, the short improvement event is over and we return to the unit.

    Immediately after the military parade is over, there is a meeting to handle important agenda items and report on what has happened.

    Enin gathers the documents he had prepared in advance and stands in front of the door.

    “Then, I will go to the meeting.”

    “Yes. But can I not follow you?”

    “It’s okay. Unless it is a general meeting like last time, it is customary to hold the meeting without the deputies present. And I think it will be long because I will probably be doing non-gong sales as well. Lee Rim, please just welcome those who come.”

    “Okay, come back.”

    After Enin left for the meeting, I had some free time.

    I was told to wait because I didn’t know who might come, but since all the people who had business to do would be in the conference room in the first place, there was virtually nothing to do.

    So, in order to train with my teacher, which I had put off yesterday, I wanted to show him the techniques I learned from Eila.

    After standing there holding the spear for quite a long time, I relaxed my stiff body and spoke to my teacher.

    “Master, should I call it a new technology? I now have a useful skill.”

    “Hmm? Technology?”

    “Yes. It’s hard to explain in words, but I’ll show you.”

    “Technology. Are you talking about the strange behavior you showed me once again?”

    Master’s words reminded me of a situation like this that had happened several times before.

    However, these are things I showed off to my teacher by saying that I developed them on my own, as I did not yet know how to use a sword.

    Now that I think about it, they were strange sword techniques that were close to black history, and would take more than one notebook to write down, if only to write down the gaps.

    I remembered that I hadn’t practiced swordsmanship for a while because the teacher also laughed when he saw those swordsmanship techniques and brought a sword to destroy them all.

    “Uh… I don’t think that’s the case this time.”

    “He’s saying this even after being put in that situation, so don’t look forward to it. There’s nothing to do, so I’ll just watch.”

    Master, like me, had nothing else to do, so he accepted.

    So, I made a magic sword and held it, and Master took Estark and headed to the yard behind the supply center.

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