ARCHDEUS

ALLIANCE(1)

Regis would soon march with his troops as an embodiment of the execution of King Theodore II's orders.

Along with the royal army and other nobles, Regis will soon join.

He was wearing a full gold-colored armor with a stone as big as half a palm embedded in the chest of his armor.

For 16-year-olds, Regis is high. He was 172 cm tall, although he was far less tall than Alex, who was 182 cm at the same age.

At least 8,000 soldiers will march. Where 20% of soldiers who have an average class are knights and some are wizards, marksmen, and lancers. While the rest were regular non-class and partisan soldiers.

Not only that. They also had a magic cannon equipment capable of casting tier 3 magic. In fact Morhust had a pact to purchase a magic cannon capable of casting tier 4 magic from Fertiphile. However, due to the fief war problems that befell so many feudal areas, the Fertiphile delayed production.

Morhust also understood so they extended the contract.

"Joshua!"

"Yes, Brother?"

Joshua is one of Regis' brothers. She was from the same mother. He has a physical especially hair color that is not too different from Regis except he has a height of 166 cm. But by nature, this child is different from Regis, he is calm and tends to be introverted. He himself is 15 this year. In contrast to the Fertiphile family who were very orthodox and fanatical towards the path of knights, the Morhust Family tended to be more open to all talents. That's why Joshua will try to take the path as a magician where he will next school year enroll in the kingdom's King Julius' Magical University.

"You are now in adulthood. This is your chance to gain experience of ruling the county."

"Good, Brother."

During his brother's departure on the battlefield, Joshua would be entrusted as Interm Governor for Morhust. Joshua has learned some basic lessons about government science and politics. Now it is time to practice the acquired knowledge.

"Romar!!."

A drake was pulled using a magic chain by at least five knights towards Regis.

Regis smiled proudly.

This was his beloved pet that he bought from the United States of Avargia. It was the Beastman country in the eastern region of the Laurentia Continent.

Beastmen themselves are often categorized as demihumans. Although they have a level of intelligence equivalent to humanoid even many who recognize their beauty, but still beastman can not be categorized as humanoid given the existence of various organs that resemble other creatures.

Regis then boarded the drake.

Drake is a variation of small dragon that has basic elements in the form of land and wind. That is why they have thick skin and strong legs.

"RAAAARRR!!!"

The drake roared and raised his front leg thus demonstrating his authority as the strongest being here.

It caused the horses belonging to the soldiers to be frightened to let out a rattling sound.

Drake who was ridden by Regis walked forward gallantly.

With Regis in the front row indicates the march will begin soon.

The soldiers with classes gathered in the next row of course they rode horses. While regular and non-calcians and partisans were at the very rear with most of them going on foot.

Regis raised his sword to the sky.

He was about to take it down as a sign of marching beginning.

But just as he was about to do so, a messenger horse ran not far from his sight. What intrigued Regis was that the flag carried by the horseman was the flag of the Fertiphile nobility.

Regis quickly sheathed his sword.

Soldiers who were about to blow trumpet fanfare were confused by the intent of the movement.

Regis who was riding on the drake moved to where the messenger stopped where the place was where his butler was.

"What's wrong?" ask Regis.

The horse the messenger was riding was frightened when he saw the drake but Regis did not care and asked again.

"Mr Governor, this is a message from Young Master Fertiphile," said the Chief Servant holding the letter.

Regis got off his drake. Quickly, the knight behind him held the drake control rope so that the creature did not run away.

Regis took the letter and opened it.

A few weeks earlier, Regis got a message from Alex to work together on the management of the false dungeon. Regis was quite surprised because this was the first time a false dungeon had appeared in the eastern region of the kingdom. But Regis found something strange. Namely, if the false dungeon was discovered, there should have been news that the count brought an army to conquer the dungeon.

Not only that, the discovery of the dungeon was also too close to the time of the count's departure. So Regis checked for the existence of a false dungeon in Fertiphile but found nothing from Fertiphile's official report. Instead he instead found reports of false dungeons in the Adventurer Guild and clients of false dungeons held by a company. Regis quickly understood what Alex's request meant. This friend of his wanted him to work together to expel the company from the property rights and the right to manage the false dungeon. Regis was in disbelief, his friend who had rejected 30% ownership of his Skavian mine now even wants to monopolize the False Dungeon alone. But of course, as a good friend, he would support her.

Now, what message did this friend send?

Regis reads the message.

He read the message over and over again.

He suddenly nodded.

The letter fell from his hand.

"Master?"

"Sister?"

The Chief Servant and Joshua who were nearby wondered what the contents of the letter were until it made Regis like this.

"Damn it!!!"

He quickly climbed his drake and immediately kicked the drake to run.

"Sister!"

"Joshua, from today on your first assignment to lead an army in war! The matter of commanding leave it to the higher-ups!"

Regis who rode the drake at full speed gave a shout of instruction to Joshua and the others.

He no longer saw and heard the panic from Joshua and his other subordinates. Even some knights chased after him with horses. But because drake was a magic beast with high class so it was easy for him to make a great distance with the knights.

Regis had quickly left the city and left for Fertiphile.

***

Grain and Riven are being tasked with overseeing the entrance gate of the City of Fertihall.

This was their first task after joining the regular soldiers.

Since the age of 15 years, they have entered the barracks with the idea of being able to become a soldier.

It is not felt that they have now achieved this dream.

The salaries of non-class soldiers were indeed quite small but this could be considered quite a prestige job for commoners.

"Hey Riven, once the task is over, we'll go have a drink, okay?"

"Yes, it's up to you."

"It's a very sunny day. It is unfortunate not to drink. Hmm ... how else do we invite everyone from our group in the barracks?"

"You mean that kind of reunion?"

"Well, right! I want to see them all."

While in the barracks, they were in the same group, the greenland group.

"We have 30 people. What if we invite Mr Robinson?" ask Grain.

"Yes, no problem" replied Riven.

"Good, it means you, me, Mr. Robinson, then ...."

Grain counts one by one the members that a group has with him.

"Jack, Raddis, then there's Alex-"

Suddenly Riven shut Grain's mouth quickly. Whispering with fear.

"What are you doing! Don't say that name casually, Stupid?!"

"!!!"

Grain. After his mouth was no longer closed, he whispered to Riven.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. We almost got fucked up."

Riven nodded.

Both of them glanced to the right and to the left. Seeing that no one was aware of the name of the person they were saying, the two sighed again.

For commoners like them, saying the name of a person like Alex carelessly and even without the use of a title, can be considered insulting and threatened by lese majeste. Moreover, these two people were county soldiers so they were not only exposed to civil law but also military law.

"But bro, I don't know I really miss that friend of ours. Although he's quite quiet but if he's not around, our group will always feel that there's less."

Grain said as he scratched his hair and gave a stupid smile.

"Huh .. yes I know. But what can we do? We're in a different world to him."

"You're right, but if there's a chance, I'd like to meet her, at least we should invite her for a drink once."

Grain and Riven simply nodded in agreement. Both of them were indeed unable to pronounce the person's name carelessly but in their hearts, that person would always be one of their best friends.

"What's that?"

The question of one of the other gate guard soldiers averted the eyes of the two.

They saw from afar a bunch of dust flying and there was a silhouette as small as a dot between the dust.

Grain, Riven, and the other soldiers had no idea what it was. They just wait for that thing to come.

As time goes on, the closer it gets, the more visible it becomes.

"Yes God! That's monster?!"

They quickly picked up their weapons and were ready to slash the creepy creature.

"Stop!"

Suddenly a domineering voice appeared and then they came to a realization, on the creature's back, sat a blond and golden-armored man.

"I, the Oldest Young Master of Morhust, would like to meet the Oldest Young Master of Fertiphile. Now you guys get the fuck out of the way!"