The Second Incarnation of the God of Creation

Assault! (1/3)

Going a little back in time before the interruption inside the castle training grounds...

A gentle breeze swept through the tranquil forest as many carriages slowly made their way in a southerly direction where they had set up base.

A bright glimmer shone through the tiny gaps between the tree leaves. A young man with short brown hair dressed in knightly attire could be seen mounting a black horse.

The brown-haired young man slowly turned his head up to the vast blue skies while squinting his eyes.

"Sigh, isn't it better for us to take a break? At the rate we're going we'll be worn out."

The young man complained sighing as he rode the back of the black horse. Sitting on the back of a horse with a bright white fur, a middle-aged man with rough facial features turned his gazed towards the young man riding next to him and snorted through his nose.

"Rest, you say. Our invasion will begin in roughly two weeks from now and were not even halfway done. It's best not to be to relax after all, there is no telling what will happen in a war."

The middle-aged man said in a serious tone. The Zestril kingdom was not one to underestimate even now there is no telling what trump card the other side may have.

Once those words were uttered, all the other knights who overheard their conversation instantly tensed their muscles.

"Maybe so but... old man, do you really think we'll lose?"

"No, that's not what I meant, I'm saying you should not let your guard down and become overconfident, such actions will only cloud your judgment and caused unnecessary mistakes, eventually leading to your death."

The older knight said calmly. It was precisely the act of overconfidence that caused the death of some of the mightiest being who could have shone brightly but, because of their own confidence that prevent them from thinking clearly caused their own downfall which prevented them from truly shining.

While being confident is a good thing but, too much confidence will only do more harm than good. The young knight looked at his elder and secretly scoffed.

"I think you overthinking things, there will be roughly 10,000 of us on the battlefield and also, we'll have commander Matthew on our side our victory is already guaranteed."

The young knight said fervently as he looked at the elder beside him. The elder knight said nothing and kept his eyes turned to the front. He a veteran soldier who has been working as a knight for many years.

He was called Aiden a middle-aged man approaching his early forties. He had a head full of white hair and almond shaped eyes.

(There are some things one must learn through actual experience rather than through lecture)

The elder knight thought as his eyes slowly narrowed. The cries of beast and monsters sounded from the overgrowth forest, but not many dared to attack a group of this size and as for the ones who foolishly dared to attacked, they were easily killed by the knights at the front.

The hooves of the horses as well as the many carriages wheel made their way noisily through the forest while raising a cloud of dust. They traverse through the thorny forest and slowly made their way through a valley which was between the kingdom of Watanabe and the kingdom of Albanian.

The group came at a stop at the peak of a hill while glancing down on a grassy plain below where various tent was set up. Knights could be seen there transporting various food crates around storing them inside the tents.

Roughly one hour later....

The group was inside a black tent that was set up a fair distance away from the rest they were discussing their plans.