Chapter 142: Marching To Inevitability

The road ahead was a long one. Hubris wanted to leave early because he knew they couldn't rush it. They still had a battle at their destination, he didn't know how long the other army would take to get there but he couldn't risk it.

The chatter amongst the hounds didn't die down, the more they walked the more they seemed to have a lot to say. The excitement that filled the air couldn't be described with just words.

It was a beautiful atmosphere that snaked through Kiro's every muscle, and made him feel enthusiastic. He'd never been in a large scale battle before, he'd never been part of a battalion, so he had no idea where the feelings were coming from.

But this felt right, like he was made to do this one particular thing.

'Can a game even give you feelings your real self doesn't have?' He wondered.

He didn't know the answer, but he also didn't quite care. He wanted to bathe in this feeling as long as possible. It gave him hope, it gave him a sense of justice, he didn't hate it.

They'd managed to scrape up about a thousand hounds to follow them into this madness. They'd meet up with other races on the road, that's when their army would be complete. Hubris had already asked Kiro to lead one or two battalions. He couldn't exactly say no to him, so he agreed.

The only ones that were required to stay behind were the elderly and the young, of all races. They had nothing much to offer than being meatshields of the strong. So their task was to hold the fort while the strong were out to fight.

They couldn't go at full speed, the two would leave the rest in the dust and the rest would arrive tired at the field ahead trying to catch up.

"S-sire," Belial said almost out of breath.

He when they looked behind them, the army wasn't exactly marching, they were fast walking just to stay close enough to their King.

"Just how weak are they?" Kiro whispered to Hubris disappointed.

"Huh? Then how did the last one alude my senses? I couldn't sense his Killing Intent at all."

"That's because we're such beings. Even if one of us comes at you, intending to kill you, they won't exude any negative feelings." He said proudly.

"That's... Psychopathic, you mean to tell me, you guys are devoid of such emotions? To the point you made it a weapon?"

Belial didn't even need to answer, as Kiro looked around he really saw them, he paid attention enough to notice that even though they were heading to battle there was zero bloodlust.

He couldn't believe he never noticed until now. He was used to Hubris who leaked killing intent like it was his life line.

Though Kiro didn't fault him too much. Hubris was very young when he was tossed in another realm. He had to learn to fend for himself, alone, without his people. Naturally he'd evolve and grow differently from them.

"How is this trained?" He asked interested, he had to bring this to Nikolai somehow.

"Formally? There's no training Sire. I suppose the environment we grew up around and the culture makes us how we are now."

"So any of you can be assassins? That's pretty amazing."

Belial smiled and lightly bowed. Kiro thought it was too bad none of them could use Kaos. It was strange but then again, the monkey King did mention that the energy was created by him. It's only natural for the hounds to care little about it, since they were natural enemies.

But if that was the only reason they didn't even try to harness it, that would be an illogical reason. Seeing as that would be beneficial to their strength. If an enemy creates something that every can benefit from, that's not really an enemy. That's an ally.

He thought back to the report, 'Ammon is it? I hope you die by my hand.'