It goes without saying that I am strong even without a gavel.
Able Carrier''s transcendent power is not limited to mere weapons.
"Krrrrr!"
The knight captain, who had rolled his eyes and fainted, slowly copsed. The lost horse trudged along without knowing what was going on.
"Sir!"
The knights'' panicked cries echoed through the forest. It seemed as if they had never imagined that the captain would fall in just one blow.
"This Isn''t the time to be worrying about others."
I rushed towards them like the wind.
Tada! Shhhhhhhh!
Then, immediately, a sharp counterattack began. As expected, it was a coordinated effort worthy of the Imperial Knights. Putting aside the embarrassment, they quickly got into abat stance.
But the problem was that the opponent was me.
A downward kick that spun around in midair struck the knight''s helmet.
"Huh?"
A human body made of flesh and bone collided with arge lump of iron. But the resultpletely overturned everyone''s expectations.
The helmet dented, and the knight''s body flew away.
"What kind of nonsense is that!"
"Why doesn''t it make sense? It''s happening right before your eyes."
I moved straight toward my next prey.
But that was just then.
Tingle!
I felt a prickle in my chest.
It wasn''t because I was attacked by an opponent but because I felt an overwhelming sense of crisis for a moment.
Should I say that it''s as if I''m going to get in trouble if I just go in without thinking? So I instinctively pulled back.
Woof! Wedge-!
"Ugh!"
A bright beam of light shed before my eyes, apanied by an ominous vibration. As I tilted my head back, a force that seemed to tear space apart shot out.
''What is this?''
It wasn''t the kind of power that the knights I had just faced could produce. I could tell the level of my opponent just by taking a quick nce at them. The skill gap was so big.
Soon, someone appeared through the bushes. Perhaps the author is the one who just did that move.
"As expected, you are amazing. You have the skills to be called the Berserker of the North."
"You are?"
"Even if you''ve never been to the West, you probably know about me."
"… …Who was it?"
I tilted my head and blinked. It wasn''t my intention to tease; I just did it out of genuine ignorance. Human memory is not inherently urate. Besides, things that are not recalled often tend to be forgotten.
Although I absorbed most of Abel''s memories, I couldn''t remember who the other person was.
''I think I''ve seen him somewhere.''
Tall, slender body, and gently flowing blond hair. A yful expression and mysterious green eyes. And there''s even a fluttering red cloak...
No, there''s no wind, so why is it fluttering like that?
"Oh! He''s quite the lunatic. Like someone who is calm even when his escort is in danger."
I vented my frustrations at someone whose nose I couldn''t even see.
Then, a dark doll suddenly appeared from the shadows.
"I''m not crazy enough to wave my cloak with my own hands."
"How can you be less useful than Shuguri if you''re a ck agent?"
"Huh? Me? I''ve been putting in so much effort in the dark, and you don''t even notice it… …Sob!"
"Stop acting like this doesn''t suit you and just tell me who that person is."
"You really didn''t know? He''s themander of the 1st Western Corps… no, the deputymander."
After hearing Cordell McNeil''s story, a certain person finally came to mind.
Trevor Warren, deputymander of the 1st Army Corps in the West. Although he was talented enough to upy a high position at a young age, he was a person who was often talked about.
The story is that he is so self-willed that he doesn''t get along with the military.
''Let''s see how weird he is.''
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**Name:** Trevor Warren
**Status:** Sessor to the Count''s family
**Position:** Deputy Commander (Western 1st Corps)
**Rtionship:** No acquaintance
**Status:** The loneliness of a genius, strongpetitive spirit towards the northern berserker, and no interest in military affairs.
**Skill:** Transcendent Aura Talent
**Overall Ability:** S―
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Although his actions were ordinary, his abilities were surprising.
''S―? Transcendent aura talent? That''s amazing at such a young age.''
At face value, he was in his mid-20s at best.
A person like that came and pioneered so much in this field and rose to the position of deputymander?
If I had been more interested in military affairs, I could have be the youngest corpsmander… … .
Oh, that would be difficult. With such outstanding skills, why not?
''Abel Carriers already became the youngest legionmander at the age of 18.''
Maybe that''s why he felt a sense of superiority towards the northern berserker. Because I ate up all the achievements that he could have taken.
Anyway, that''s none of my business.
"Themander of the 1st Western Corps… … No, what is the deputymander doing here? Even doing such a ridiculous thing."
"Oh, this? The imperial nobles asked me to take care of it. They even gave me this famous sword as a gift."
Whoosh!
Trevor swung his well-bnced sword lightly. It was just a simple movement, but it felt heavy.
This must mean that his skills are extraordinary.
''But what? You just took it and ate it because the imperialist nobles told you to?''
He seemed even crazier than I thought.
Moreover, isn''t he revealing his background without hesitation?
Why on earth would you do something like that if you weren''t stupid? I couldn''t understand it at all.
"So what do you want to do?"
I didn''t ask why. Since he''s a guy who lives as he pleases anyway, how could something like that be possible? It would be cleaner to just ask him to reveal his purpose.
Then Trevor Warren held his stomach and giggled.
"Heh heh heh! You''re as funny as I thought."
"Why do you think so?"
"It''s the first time anyone has asked me that question. Everyone just yells at me, asking why."
It''s worth knowing.
Who would stop a guy who went from being a genius to a nerd by just a sheet of paper?
Everyone will either keep quiet or just think about taking advantage of me.
Just like right now.