Chapter 220 220 – The Elites

Our arrival really helped the city guard troops. We defeated the enemies a lot and distracted them. So, the shapeshifters have more time to revive our fallen soldiers.

"I am very honored to fight by your side, my lord." Velvet pressed her body against me after she finished off a Durcia soldier. "I wish I could keep doing this with you."

I just smiled at her.

"Arrrgggghhh!!!" A soldier bumped into some of my troops, knocking them down. He dashed towards us, causing Velvet to point a gun at him.

I held my wife's hand to prevent her from shooting.

"Don't do anything!" I gave the order, realizing that the soldier was wearing a different armor than the others. He was the leader of this army. "He is my opponent!"

"You think you can fight me, huh!?" That soldiers keep charging forward. "We are the elite troops who will destroy you!"

I jumped up, bumping my knee into the man's face. He instantly fell with a bloody nose, and I stepped on his chest.

"Elite?" I chuckled. "You guys are this strong because of the interference of other people. Without those potions, you are just human."

He tried to break free, but his efforts were to no avail. My strength is far above him.

"Let go of me! Did you know that I am prince Alric Durciann!? I am the successor to the throne…."

I stomped on his face so hard before he finished speaking. "Then, let me give you a facial treatment, your majesty. You always want to look good, right?"

I kept trampling on his face, making him unable to do anything anymore.

"Oh, you have a high spirit, huh?" I chuckled again after stopping trampling his face. He struggled to stand up. His face was almost unrecognizable because it was covered in bruises and blood.

Velvet approached me. "Do I need to do something to keep him from walking anymore? It'll be troublesome if he runs away."

I laughed, not expecting that words to come out of my wife's mouth.

"Sure, my love." I rubbed her cheeks. "And I leave it to you how to do it. As long as you don't kill him, I still need him."

She smiled and slashed both of the prince's legs off. That man fell again, screaming in pain.

"Treat his wounds! Don't let him die!" I gave another order.

"Don't think you've won, Vorn!!!" The prince roared, but I had already walked away from him with my wife. "The troops from the kingdom of Durcia will defeat you and seize our territories again!!!"

"Restrain him," I said to one of the shapeshifters. "I want to meet the residents of this town."

As soon as I left my group of troops, I met several residents who immediately bowed their bodies.

"I am the leader of this town." A middle-aged man with black hair stepped forward. "No residents were injured at all. This is thanks to you and your troops. So, as a thank you, please allow us to invite you and your lovely wife for dinner. We will prepare roast pork which is this town's specialty."

I glanced at my wife. "How about it, my love? People say the roast pork here is really good. Think of it as a little vacation. You've been too tense lately."

She gulped, and I rubbed her face.

"Ah, you remember that incident." I regret talking about that.

But she shook her head, smiling again. "It's okay, my lord. We can only go home tomorrow, right?

***

King Julius hurriedly walked into a large area still within the palace grounds.

"You sent my son to join that trial squad, Fergus!? We've been so worried because he's been missing for weeks!" The king's face was so red with anger. "Don't you have a brain!? How could you send a successor to the throne on such a dangerous mission!?"

"Ah, you finally found out." Fergus, opening a giant portal, laughed. "He asked for it. I can't refuse a request from royal blood, can I?"

The king's teeth chattered, then he pointed at the dark magus. "Catch him! He has no business here!"

The royal soldiers and mages accompanying the king were already preparing to attack.

"Good luck controlling the super soldiers!" Fergus snapped, then several super soldiers with muscular bodies started walking towards the king. "Or do you want me to destroy this palace and all its inhabitants?"

The king's eyes widened. "How dare you…."

"You better focus on gathering more recruits, king." The dark magus turned to stare at his growing portal. "We still need a lot. Remember, the key to our victory is in me. If you do something to me, you will suffer the consequences."

The king clenched his fists. The veins in his face tensed up. However, in the end, he let out a long sigh as he raised his hand. The soldiers who were escorting him lowered their weapons.

"At least tell me why you sent my son." The king really tried to hold back his anger. "I heard that you also gave him a strength-boosting potion."

"I told you, he asked for it himself." Fergus shrugged. He had no specific reason. The dark magus only enjoyed watching people of high social standing do stupid things.

He loves it when people who look down on him fall into doom.

The king snorted. "You think I will believe what you say?"

"If there's nothing important to discuss, could you just go, king?" Fergus was starting to feel irritated. "Well, you can see this, though. But don't bother me."

King Julius was about to speak again, but he was choked up by what emerged from the huge portal: a gigantic hand that looked like it was made of huge roots being connected together.

Not long after, a head covered with leaves emerged from the portal. Like the hand, the head seemed to be formed with big roots.

Apart from that, there were also three holes on his face, which seemed to function like a mouth and eyes.

"W-what is that?" The king staggered backward in shock to see that enormous being coming out of the portal.

It was a tree creature over 200 feet tall.

And Fergus spread his arms out in laughter. "With this, victory is already in our hands!!!"