The Useless 8th Prince

Knight Recruitment

“T-But Mr. .. People like me really don't understand how to teach. How could I possibly go to Blackrock City?”

Asterious who was kneeling in front of Ciel looked puzzled.

Meanwhile, Ciel who saw Asterious expression could only sigh deeply. He then explained.

“Didn't you want to be the strongest Minotaur in history? Being strong is not just about the muscles. Do you understand?”

“I don't understand, Sir!” exclaiming Asterious without the slightest embarrassment.

The corner of Ciel's lips twitched. Although already know Asterious and understand that it is a type of muscle without a brain. Ciel also did not expect it to be this severe.

“Then I'll make it easy. Try to imagine.

You have become a level 5 demon .. no! It had even become level 6 and was known throughout the land. At that time, all the demons would stop looking down on the Minotaurs or perhaps the other Heteromorph races.

You ... become a legend of the race Heteromorph.”

“I ... a legend?” Asterious muttering. Imagining that, his eyes became brighter.

“Really! You are a legendary warrior! But that's just you.

Then imagine. You grow old, weaken, and then die. In the early years of your death, not much will change, but …

How about in the next thousand years? There are no more powerful warriors in your tribe! All your stories are only spoken as encouragement or propeller written in the book. Finally ... aren't they all just going back to being slaves?” ask Ciel.

“Back being a slave ..” Imagining such a future, Asterious seemed unwilling. “No!”

“You or not, that's what will happen if you are too selfish.”

“How ... how do I prevent such a thing from happening, My Lord?!” Asterious asked in panic.

“Easy. That is heritage.” Ciel replied with a calm and relaxed expression.

“Letition??” Asterious tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

“Really! Legacy.” Ciel nodded. “Not only weapons or other valuable objects, but science! You guide the Minotaurs and other Heteromorph races. Once they became stronger, they would guide the juniors. It will happen continuously. Not only would the Heteromorph race not be slaves. The future of their descendants might even be better. You understand now?”

“...” Asterious pondered for quite a while. His serious expression turned even brighter. Realizing what Ciel meant, he nodded. “So like that!”

“Good if you understand.” Ciel smiled

“The problem is, I really do not understand how to teach, Sir!” exclaimed Asterious with a helpless expression.

“I'll send you along with Kun. He had a lot of experience in knight training. He'll take care of everything. All you need to do is keep practicing, sharing stories with other Minotaurs and Heteromorphs while encouraging them.” Ciel explained casually.

“Just like that???” Asterious gawking. The bull's face looks ridiculous.

“Yes. Just like that.”

“I totally agree, Sir!”

“Then meet Kun soon, I have already told him about this matter. You also have to pack because you have to leave tomorrow.”

“According to your order, Milord!!!” exclaimed Asterious with a serious expression.

Ciel nodded before saying, “You can go now.”

The fucking Bathory's starting to move. I really need to finish my plan.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Hearing the knock of the door, Ciel immediately said, “Masuk.”

“The youths have gathered, My lord. As you ordered ..all participants are 15 to 19 years old. No one is over 20 years old.”

Camellia who entered the room immediately reported. Hearing his report, Ciel nodded.

“You already asked them to register as per the three new divisions formed, right?”

“Everything has been announced and they also already understand the duties of that division, Mr.”

Ciel nodded once again. He smiled before saying, “If my guess is correct, most of them will definitely register in the Guardian division, right?”

“True, Mr.”

Ciel shook his head lightly. He can predict it. After all, a knight from the Guardian Division was at most only tasked with patrolling the designated town or village. Except in the war to protect the city or village, they were arguably more comfortable because the task was easier.

In the Striker or attacker division, their task is heavier because they have to jump ahead on the battlefield. Whereas in ordinary hearts, they would be trained hard, assigned to eradicate Demonic Beasts or bandits.

As for the Watcher division, Ciel did not deploy it and would recruit them personally as it would be foolish for people to know he made the spy and surveillance division open. Of course, he intended to use ‘Eye of The Lord’ to select people who had matching talents.

The three shadow divisions. Ciel will choose the best from the registrants. They will be offered a special contract. If agreed, they would be considered ‘gagal’ on the surface, but directly drawn into the shadow division which has more advantages.

After all ... the three shadow divisions were arguably the forerunners of the elite soldiers under Ciel.

“As I said before, test their levels all. Ages 15 to 16, level 1 (late) pass immediately. Ages 17 to 18, level 2 (early) pass immediately. At age 19, level 2 (intermediate) passed immediately.

Prioritize for ages 15 and 16. The younger, the younger cultivate it because it has more time to shape them.” Ciel immediately ordered.

“Is there another order, Mister?” ask Camellia.

“For the rest of the people from the two lacking divisions as well as the recruitment of the Watchers, I will intervene myself. For now ... test them all as I said earlier.

For those who escape directly. Let them sign the contract. If you don't want to or bid, just take it out. We do not need non-compliant knights.”

“According to your order, Mister!”

Seeing Camellia leave the room, Ciel let out a long breath. He looks tired.

After the recruitment is completed .. there will be training in the 3rd month of summer. I hope they can develop as quickly as possible.

Ciel thought when he felt the crisis of the Bathory region. He felt pursued by time. No time to play around. If he let his guard down, the young man was afraid that Marquis Bathory would suck his blood to dry.

Money from dad, I will use to raise the three shadow divisions.

The money from the crops of the previous spring, most of it would be used to raise new knights and that was not enough. Likely, a large chunk of money from the upcoming summer harvest would also be used to train them.

Ciel ruffled his own hair with a grim expression. He could not help but complain inwardly.

Damnit damnit! Other nobles had plenty of time to train troops. While I'm ... damn it! A month or two is obviously very less!

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