The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Don't be surprised. Now that you've joined the Silver Wolf Class, the Dean will naturally want to see you. I'll let you know the time later."

"If you choose the second option, no one will know that it was you who shot the second arrow, and the dean will compensate you separately for the merit you have made."

“Then what’s there to consider?” Viner said decisively.

"You were making such a serious face, I thought something was going to happen, but it's just this?"

“If you dare to speak so glibly in front of the dean,” Samif paused for a moment, her words dripping with coldness, “I will kill you.”

The sudden, chilling killing intent, like a cold wind passing by, instantly brought Vena to her senses, and she realized that the other party was no joke.

Little Ma, who was originally following closely behind, sensed the danger and quickly distanced himself from Vina to avoid being implicated.

Samif was loyal to the headmaster from beginning to end, and even her joining the Knights was only because of the headmaster's orders.

No matter how others belittle or ridicule her, Samif has long been used to it.

But if anyone dares to disrespect the dean, they should worry about whether their head will still be on their neck when they wake up the next day.

"Do you understand?" Samif asked Vina for confirmation.

"I understand, I understand!" Viner nodded repeatedly.

Chapter 192 Pitiful, Weak, and Stubborn

It seems that Lucien has committed all of Kunji Village's fresh troops to this ambush.

So much so that after wiping out all the rock worms, the First Squadron entered Kunji Village without any hindrance.

"The fourth squad leader should lead his men to take stock of the wounded soldiers' injuries and the extent of equipment loss."

"The third shift is to collect all the bodies together and burn them later. Be careful to prevent any from escaping."

Sain simply bandaged his wound and then went back to directing operations on site.

He relayed the instructions one by one in an orderly manner.

Gunnis's surprise attack from inside the insect's belly did indeed cause him some trouble.

However, there were only a few.

If it weren't for the initial blow that caused some damage to Sain, Gunnis wouldn't even have had the chance to injure him.

"Squad Leader Sain, please come over here."

The squad leader of the second squad, who was in charge of the search, reported to Sain.

"it is good."

Sain walked toward the direction of the call, which led to a shocking deep pit behind the mountain stronghold.

How should I describe it?

Blood pooled into a dark red torrent, intertwined with the scattered remains of limbs and bones. It was hard to imagine how many corpses had stained the soil red.

If it were a sacrificial ritual, at least remnants of the magic circle could be found, but no traces were found at the scene.

This entire deep pit resembles a feeding trough for livestock.

Even Sain, who was used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, couldn't help but frown slightly.

On the other side of the pit, there are several tunnels leading to unknown destinations, presumably the work of rock worms.

“They’re using human flesh to feed those rock worms.” Samif appeared silently beside Sain like a ghost.

“Samif...you’re really scary like this,” Sain couldn’t help but say.

“Can it be even half as scary as what they do?” Samif retorted.

Sain remained silent.

Using the blood of several magical beasts as a catalyst, combined with numerous extremely dangerous ingredients, an awakening potion with severe side effects was created.

Then, with the allure of the awakened emblem, they lured a large number of bandits to willingly become guinea pigs.

Those who survive the first round of side effects are then stripped of their consciousness under the influence of the drugs, becoming puppets controlled by others.

If they can't survive, they won't be wasted; they'll simply become food for the cave worms.

No wonder these cave-dwelling rock worms are much larger than their counterparts.

Once they had accumulated enough strength, they set their sights on the surrounding villages and towns.

If the First Company hadn't tracked down their movements and forced them to withdraw most of their forces, the disaster would have affected far more than just Hanover.

“I’ve already sealed those documents away; you’ll be in charge of them when the time comes,” Sain said.

Heraldry is ultimately a privilege reserved for a very small number of people.

Those with ulterior motives are more likely to turn to extremes the more they desire but fail to obtain what they want.

"Also, the loss of horses and equipment this time is greater than I expected. Although we have just resupplyed, I'm afraid we'll have to trouble you again."

“It’s best to talk to old Vanderlei about these things,” Samif said. “He knows more about these mundane matters than I do.”

"You've got it easy being a hands-off manager..." Sain shook his head with a sigh of helplessness. "But thanks anyway. If it weren't for your support, the First Company would have inevitably lost some knights this time."

"If you really intend to thank me."

Samif extended her hand to Sain.

"doing what?"

“When I was supporting the First Company, I ruined a good bow. As the company commander, you have to reimburse me for it.”

"...I'll give you the documents later." Reluctant to owe anyone a favor, Sain reluctantly agreed.

Trading a standard longbow for a captain's exclusive powerful bow seems like a worthwhile deal.

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Vina, who had separated from Samif, took the opportunity to slip back into her tent.

"It's a shame you didn't see what just happened."

Vina shared what she had just seen and heard with Anna.

They simply rewrote the story of how he shot an arrow at Shura and attributed it to Samif.

"hehe."

Van der Ley, standing to the side, simply smiled and did not expose him.

He is indeed old, but he's not deaf or blind.

Based on Vandley's understanding of Samiff, that thunderous arrow could not have been shot by her.

On the contrary, Viner's breathing became noticeably weaker after going out with the squad leader, which clearly indicated that something was amiss.

“That’s why Sain wanted to launch an attack on Kunji Village ahead of time while the squad leader was still there,” Vandley interjected. “With two squad leaders, one in the open and one in the shadows, those bandits wouldn’t be able to cause any trouble.”

“Indeed.” Wiener wholeheartedly agreed.

"You have the leisure to watch the show, do you know that the First Company just delivered another supply order?"

Anna, on the other hand, was clearly in a bad mood.

"...Didn't they just finish resupplying?" Wiener asked, puzzled.

“That was just now, and this is now. You’ve been watching this show for so long, haven’t you realized that although the First Company won, it was only a narrow victory? Now, there’s a shortage of medicine and equipment to treat the wounded.”

As if to confirm Anna's words, the tent flap was suddenly lifted from the outside.

"What bad luck." Julian walked in with an expression as if someone owed him money.

“Well, as the team doctor of the first squadron, it’s understandable that they prioritize treating the wounded in their own squadron,” Field followed up, explaining, “besides, their injuries are much more serious than yours.”

"I'm not angry about this."

"Then what are you angry about? I've already changed all the rest of your medicine."

"He's a professional team doctor, and you're just a veterinarian at best. How can you compare them?"

“Julian, I’ve always treated you like a human being.”

"..."

Julian was speechless, choked by Field's words.

“Haha, it’s alright. Given the current situation of the First Squadron, we don’t need to rush. We’ll stay here a little longer. Julian, if you think Field’s cooking isn’t good enough, you can wait in line after the wounded in the First Squadron,” Vandley said, trying to smooth things over.

"What about the squadron that was originally scheduled to be resupplyed?" Wiener asked.

“The Fifth Company is just receiving regular supplies, it’s not too urgent. Besides, we’ve already spoken with Company Commander Sain, and he’ll send someone to the Fifth Company to inform them of the change in supply schedule,” Anna explained. “So it’s time for you to step in.”

"What? I can't handle the medicine." Viner suddenly had a bad feeling.

"That's none of your business. Just take care of these things."

After saying that, Anna quickly touched the ring on her chest, as if afraid that something would beat her to it.

Armor and weapons as tall as a small mountain instantly filled half the tent.

After resupplying the first squadron, the remaining equipment was nearly depleted. The needs of the subsequent squadrons would depend entirely on Wiener's performance.

"It's all up to you!" Anna said, patting Vina on the shoulder.

"Are you trying to make me die from overwork?" Viner's lips twitched slightly.

Despite appearing unharmed, he had not yet recovered from the exhaustion caused by the One-Sword Asura technique and his body was still fatigued.

With this quantity, it's enough for Wiener to work non-stop all night.

"Really? I remember someone saying that doing what you love is the same as taking a break."

Anna even imitated Vina's tone of voice at the time.

"Thank you so much for remembering it so clearly."

Unable to refute, Viña could only helplessly accept the repair tools Anna handed her, saying, "I will definitely be more careful with those two words in the future."

"Ah."

Anna loved seeing Venus's stubborn yet helpless expression.

If we use spiritual rewards as a supplement, let's focus on material rewards. (Chapter 193)

The side effects of awakening the emblem through such unorthodox methods are simply unbearable for a normal person.

Even after surviving the first round of rejection, it only slightly shifted the countdown wheel backward.

However, there's no need to consider side effects when dealing with dead people.

Unable to become a Herald in life, but can become a Herald's corpse after death.

Perhaps it's another way of achieving one's desires.

The sixth team, which was the first to retreat to the rear, was redeployed to the front to clear the battlefield.

The purpose of sending students to the first battle was to ignite their fighting spirit, and the purpose of collecting the bodies after the battle was to teach them to respect death.

When taking the lives of those bandits in battle, I didn't think much of it; after all, it was a matter of life and death, and there was no time to think too much.

After they came to their senses, seeing the corpses scattered all over the place was too much for many to bear.

"vomit!"

At least half of the people experienced physical discomfort and, after vomiting, continued to carry the bodies into the pit.

"Sigurd, why don't you come and lend a hand?"

One of the students, seeing Sigurd completely unaffected by the hellish scene, felt as if he had seen a savior.

"My job is just to keep watch."

Sigurd said coldly.

He could lead the charge and kill the enemy, but he would never stoop down for such a trivial matter.

In Sigurd's eyes, cleaning up the battlefield was something only inferior people should do.

Unable to get a response, the trainees could only wipe their mouths and continue moving the bodies.

It wasn't that Sayin was deliberately making things difficult for them.