Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 13: The Arrival of Misfortune

Chapter 13: The Arrival of Misfortune

The reason the Netheril Empire was able to grow and expand despite being squeezed between barbarians and orcs was due to its strong development and cultivation of arcane masters.

Of course, what brought them success with arcane masters also became their downfall!

When an empire's armed forces begin to take extreme measures, significant hidden dangers and flaws inevitably arise.

Suppressing his excitement, Steward Ralph raised his voice and shouted:

"You should be grateful to have the lord here. These aberrant creatures are nothing more than lambs to the slaughter."

"But at the same time, don't let your guard down. Don't rely on the lord to handle everything."

"You must play your part, earn your rewards, and prove your worth..."

Angela, who had just returned with a large piece of flesh essence, bit her lip and lowered her head slightly. Beneath her silver mask, there was a trace of unease on her face.

However, Matthew gently patted her shoulder and said softly, with a warm tone of reassurance:

"Don't worry. With me as your support, you can freely display your talents."

The young knight had never experienced such treatment before, and she was filled with a sudden surge of loyalty and determination.

She nodded solemnly, saluted, and began commanding the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and prepare to continue their journey as quickly as possible.

Glancing at his empty mana reserves, Matthew reminisced about the real-time feedback he received from killing the aberrant crocodile. Looking at the 800 experience points and 4 skill points he'd accumulated, he couldn't help but smile to himself.

"Indeed, recruiting a bunch of henchmen is absolutely necessary..."

"Stepping in at crucial moments not only establishes authority but also allows me to rightfully claim the kills."

After dealing with that large wave of aberrant creatures, their numbers once again dwindled.

The soldiers were able to relax a little.

Angela had the soldiers rotate and rest.

She also made sure that those who hadn't yet fought worked together to kill some aberrant creatures, building up their battle experience and honing their skills.

Angela did this to prevent any mishaps later, in case inexperienced soldiers faltered or panicked in a crisis.

How are veteran soldiers made?

By training rookies into them!

Matthew, however, saw things more clearly. Originally, out of the 20 soldiers, only half were warrior-class fighters, with only Old John and Captain Sean reaching level 3.

After several hours of fighting, four more soldiers had stepped onto the warrior's path, becoming level 1 professionals.

The other soldiers had also improved their skills to varying degrees.

Matthew was most impressed by Leon's rapid progress.

In just over an hour, Leon had learned Basic Blade Techniques LV1 from Old John and had made significant progress in White Wolf Swordsmanship, approaching LV2.

His extraordinary rate of growth left Matthew astonished.

As expected, in times of chaos, the chances of heroes emerging increase dramatically.