Chapter 514: Sage of Thousand Blades

Chapter 514: Sage of Thousand Blades

Conference room 7

"The undead had escalated, and we need to respond to it," said Cardin.

We are meeting to discuss the skirmish that occurred an hour ago.

The undead came with unexpected numbers; it was a battle with the worst odds we had fought, but our people had repelled them, barely and not without a cost.

"We will. I am signing off on three battalions and five more companies," I replied, and the eyes of many lit up.

We have only seven outposts, each housing a company, but within a month, twelve companies and three battalions will be stationed at the boundary.

One battalion will leave for the boundary before midnight from Panar.

We discussed a few more things before coming to the topic. We had postponed last time.

"He did good. Killing a High-Mage, despite below Lv. 30. Even those of Lv. 30 and above couldn't do it," said Cardin, and many nodded.

I couldn't do it. It requires specific skills and talent to go against the mages. Even with the aura, I am sure of my limit.

"Well, we can't hold it off anymore. If we didn't give it to him now, it would be a disservice to his loyalty," I said. I am talking about his promotion.

Which he deserved to get after the battle of Panar, but I held it off.

I wanted to send him into the wild to advance his class, but that young man wasn't willing to listen.

He wants to stay here with his men.

It is quite unfortunate. He has a powerful class and inheritance skills. I wanted to foster them.

I could force him, but that would be counterproductive. So, I am going to give him his well-deserved promotion.

Along with the thing. I had been planning. I could not think there was a better person for the responsibility than him, and the result of the battle proved it further.

"I am signing off for the promotion of Captain Okor Uram to Lt. Colonel," I proclaimed, and they nodded in acceptance. He deserves it. No one would refute it.

"He will command the seventeenth battalion," I added, and a shock appeared on the faces.

Including that of Cardin.

"My lord, I don't think that is wise," said Colonel Vihra.

"Orok is powerful and talented to lead, but he is young, and advancement to his class is blocked. I think we should give this responsibility to someone experienced," added Major General Hiren.

I smiled and turned to Cardin.

"The orcs wouldn't be happy with it," he said. To that, I smiled.

Yes, the orcs wouldn't be happy. They would have been ecstatic if any other orc were given this position, but they would not be with the albino orc.

"They will have to deal with it," I replied.

Lt. Colonels' command battalions and nobody would have said anything if it had been any other battalion, but the seventeenth battalion is different.

It is special because it doesn't exist. It exists only on paper. It is an idea, a plan.

A plan for an elite battalion.

We formed the plan for it after the battle of Panar. It is designed to be a force that could tear through the enemies to reach their critical targets and kill them. It will be the tip of the spear.

The battalion will get more funding, better equipment, and greater training.

A few names have been suggested for it, but they didn't feel right. Orok feels right, despite his main skill suffering from the block.

Elite armies are special, not only in name but also in power. Some could reach a height where they gain their own unique classes.

Gaining those unique classes is extremely rare, and it needs to be very distinct and good to awaking that. It is hard to attain that gift.

"My decision is final," I stated.

Many still wanted to argue and even opened their mouths, but closed them, seeing my expressions.

A few minutes later, everybody left, leaving only Cardin.

"That young man has huge potential, but he will need to unblock his class," said Cardin. To that, I couldn't help but nod.

"He does," I replied, to the man.

That man has the most powerful class in the entire army. Even the classes' of Stone and Azalia couldn't compare to his.

Even in the city. His class is most powerful, after mine, Caena's, and Bell's.

It has the same weight as the Lord Class but has a pure martial focus. It is why, despite being unable to use it fully, he killed the Lv. 30 High mage.

However, if it is just class, I wouldn't choose him.

I will meet them a few minutes later when I will make rounds.

Click!

I entered my office and sat on my chair, before closing my eyes and looking through every floor.

Nothing is hidden from me. I could see everything.

I opened my eyes a few minutes later and looked at the files waiting for me.

'My lord, can you spare a few minutes?' came a voice in my mind.

'Sure,' I replied.

I didn't ask why she wanted to meet me, but I knew it must be important for her to ask to meet me suddenly.

Click!

A minute later, the door opened, and Bell walked inside.

"My lord," she greeted. "Bell," I replied and asked her to sit.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I asked. "These," she replied, and three books appeared.

"Gifts?" I asked and she nodded.

I had given the responsibility of the gifts to her.

Given the number of guests, we had invited. There were a lot of gifts. They needed to be opened and 'thank you' notes to be sent to the givers.

"Are they special?" I asked, and she nodded heavily.

There was a silence for a moment before she looked at Lola and Zela.

I looked at them. They both nodded and walked out, along with Jon, who was invisible.

The door closed, and I turned to Bell.

"As you might have heard, my house loved books," she said, in response, I nodded, it was well known.

It would be an understatement to say, her house loves books.

People used to say, her house fucks books. They love books more than their spouses and children. It is also said the leader of her house gets a class that has an academic element.

"We had one of the best collections of books on the entire continent," she added, with her eyes turning distant.

She piqued my curiosity, but I waited. It took nearly a minute for her misty eyes to clear.

"There were not many books we didn't have, but there were still some we wanted. My parents had made a list of the books that they most wanted,"

"These books were on the list and very high at that," she replied.

Hearing her words, I couldn't help, but turn curious and look at the books. To be honest, they didn't look very impressive or old.

"What are these books?" I asked.

"Basics of Aura Manipulation by Arasin Kalid," she replied, and I was a little disappointed by the title. It is quite simple and has 'basic' in it.

The author felt familiar and when I used the skill to find where I read it, my eyes widened.

"Yes, written by the sage of thousand blades himself. It is considered the best book on Aura of our era," she replied.

Sage of Thousand Blades.

He is one of the greatest powerhouses of the last incursion. His power was beyond comprehension, and he was considered the greatest master of aura of the era.

"These must be particularly valuable?" I asked. "Extraordinarily valuable. We only know of seven people who have this on the continent," she replied.

"Most importantly. It is a fountain of knowledge."

"As for the word basic, it is for the sage. For people like us, it is a sea of knowledge. A few gulps of it would be more than enough for us to reach the pinnacle of the world," she said philosophically.

I wanted to read them immediately, but instead, I turned to her with another question.

The most important one.

"Who is the one who gifted us such treasure?" I asked. My curiosity was palpable.

"You would not believe it, but when thinking about it. It is believable, given his ancestry," she said and I kept looking at her.

"Alex Rutto," she answered.





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