On a moonless morning, our story quietly began at the Imperial Knight Academy.
Our protagonist, Elsie, has finally arrived at this... burial ground!
"Hey! That's going too far!" Elsie pouted.
It wasn't as terrifying as she had imagined. Aize had already asked Leon to escort her to Dean Xinglan's side.
At this moment, Dean Xinglan had already gathered the children from the elite class on the training field.
There were about twenty people, the oldest being no more than seven years old, and the youngest still in swaddling clothes... It was quite an explosion!
They, like him, were escorted here by the knights of their families.
Beside Dean Xinglan on the stage was an older man dressed in fine armor. His gaze and imposing presence clearly indicated that he was a powerful military officer.
"Children, knights! This is a specially appointed training instructor from the Imperial Knight Academy. He once served as the commander of the Saijing Royal Guard Legion and had command of an army of ten thousand men."
“He will provide you with the best security.” Xinglan offered her seat to the man and said, “Please, Mr. Bergp.”
Looking down at the knights and elites from various families, Bogp smiled and said, "Children, you are all future strongmen."
"I have signed an agreement with the Imperial Knight Academy to provide the academy with military support."
"At the same time, I am also your teacher. What I want is not for you to die for justice in the future!"
"I want you to become kings! True rulers! To lead your families! To defend your territories and interests!"
“And a true king…” Bergp held up a finger: “will never fight alone!”
"Step forward!!!"
With a loud shout from Bogp, a squad of fully armed soldiers jogged in from behind the gate of the training ground.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it, and Elsie's appetite was also aroused by the smell of blood.
She could tell that the soldiers were injured, though not seriously.
"Form ranks!!!"
The soldiers lined up in a row, their eyes exuding a majesty that was clearly unmatched by the family knights; these were all ferocious beasts who had truly fought on the battlefield!
“I’ve been preparing for this day for a long time,” Bergp said arrogantly, tightening his gloves. “I’ve brought out the elite of the army.”
"Put them in cages and force them into one-on-one fights until one side surrenders or dies."
“I had them eliminated one by one, until finally only fifty soldiers remained.”
Bogp looked down at the crowd and said, "Now, I will have them swear an oath to you to become your most loyal swords!"
Elsie nodded. Giving away strong troops at the start of the game, this is simply... Thai Pants!
Bogp waved his hand, and an officer carrying a box walked toward the group, distributing the contents of the box to each of the family knights.
Lyon took the token and was instantly shocked, because he knew... it was the Tilan family's investiture medal!
“I have already contacted your families. Your families care about you a lot. You should be very familiar with this, right?” Bergp said with a smile, though his smile was hardly pleasant.
Elsie held the medal, which was engraved with a fully armed heavy knight, symbolizing Tiran's profession.
On the other side were the Hagrid family's rising stars, Voya and Vog, who held the scepter medal symbolizing Hagrid.
Somewhere, Windsor held the Cyclin royal crest engraved with a meteorite, a barely perceptible look of disdain in her eyes.
"Step forward, soldiers! Your lord is here!" With Bogp's words, the soldiers stepped forward.
At this moment, he whispered something to the knight captain beside him. The captain hesitated for a moment, then nodded and summoned a group of archers.
Everyone was stunned, not quite understanding what Bogp meant. Leon was clearly a little nervous, and not only him, but the knights of the various families were also puzzled.
“Now, children, please choose your favorite knight. Each child can only choose one. Of course…” Bergp’s eyes were cold: “There may be some poor wretches left who have no one to save them.”
"Death awaits them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the archers drew their bows to the limit, and the exit was blocked by a squad of shield soldiers.
The soldiers tensed up instantly; their numbers outnumbered the family scions by more than two!
That means... half of them are going to die!
Resistance? Nonsense! They even had their weapons confiscated!
Moreover, the archers on the stage were all demons handpicked by Bogp, and their accuracy was so high that they could hit the bullseye every time.
Even Bogp himself had difficulty getting out of the gate; these shield bearers were of a very high level.
"Now! Choose!"
As Bogp spoke, some children began to circle around the soldiers, whose foreheads were sweating and whose eyes had lost their previous sternness.
Their eyes were filled with only two words... to live, to live!!!
I never expected that half of the people would die randomly in the final level. It would have been better to lose in the previous battles, at least we could have survived!
...
Elsie fell from Leon's arms, and she couldn't help but smile as she looked at the group of children picking through the soldiers like they were shopping for merchandise.
after all……
[There's a cheat code.]
[Holy crap, can we please ban this cheater?! ???]
"What are you talking about! If it's not off, it's on!?" Elsie retorted.
【Okay, okay!】
To be honest, these so-called soldiers are not exactly elite; most of them have B-grade talent and are all of human bloodline.
Suddenly, a fair-skinned young man entered Elsie's field of vision—A-rank talent! Elven bloodline!
Just as she was about to raise her hand to choose, the soldier had already been chosen by someone else; these soldiers with obvious bloodline characteristics were too easy to identify.
"Cough!" A sudden cough caught Elsie's attention.
That's... Windsor?
Princess Windsor gave her a look, as if to suggest that she should follow her.
After bypassing several soldiers, she stopped in front of a soldier covered in bandages, and a casual gesture led her to choose this soldier!
Wow! I think she likes you!
"That's really strange!" El thought to Windsor, who had left after giving the hint.
Only then did she take a good look at the soldier at the very end of the line. He smelled strongly of blood and seemed to have suffered a serious injury.
Its bloodline is just that of a simple human, without any special bloodline, and its potential is... A-.
It wasn't very high, so Windsor was trying to trick her?
Come on! Just pick one randomly! The sooner you choose, the sooner you can rest!
That's true!
Elsie looked up and met the eyes of the soldier wrapped in bandages. His gaze was calm, though he seemed somewhat frightened.
"Thump!" Suddenly, a soldier in the ranks who had been abandoned multiple times knelt down.
He grabbed a little boy's leg and cried, "Please! Choose me! I don't want to die!!!"
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