Great Demon King

Ossen City was divided into four sections, South, East, North and West. Each section had a big city gate and an independent army of guards responsible for maintaining law and order.

As they arrived at the city’s northern campgrounds, Lawrence opened his mouth to speak, “Although we’re ten days late, I think there’s no problem!”

What greeted the eyes was a grand castle wholly made of solid rocks. Several armored guards stood in front of the city gate, looking over the recruitment of ordinary civilians with strong physique. They were being examined before they could join the rookies.

Lawrence walked over to them with Han Shuo and said with authority, “He is an adept mage who’s just graduated from the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force. He’ll join your magic corps from now on.”

An officer was lying lazily on a chair, his mouth munching on the fruits on the plate. As soon as he heard Lawrence’s voice, he scrambled to his feet and put on a flattering smile, “Greetings to the young master Lawrence!”

Lawrence nodded and pointed at Han Shuo saying, “He’s my friend. He intends to join the magic corps of the city’s northern guard. We’ll proceed based on the formal procedures.”

“An adept mage!” The officer was shocked. His expression was much more respectful as he looked at Han Shuo, “May I see your certificate?”

There were three jobs in the Profound Continent: swordsman, knight, and mage. Swordsmen held the lowest status, knights were a little higher, and the rarest and highest were the mages.

To a country, a mage of the same level brought more benefits to the army. For instance, a senior swordsman or senior knight could only kill several soldiers in one attack no matter how powerful they were.

However, if an adept mage released a magic spell of great lethality, they could kill dozens or more than a hundred of soldiers in an instant. The higher the mage’s level, the more powerful their spell was. For example, if a sacred magus released a forbidden spell, he could even destroy a city and kill tens of thousand soldiers in a second.

Because mages possessed magic spells with a large area of destruction, they were very useful in the military. Their status was obviously higher than swordsmen or knights. Generally, in any country, if a mage reached the level of archmage, they would be bestowed with a noble title and their own territory.

As for those of the grand magus or sacred magus level, they were the talent that every country competed over. The king of that country would agree to any of their conditions from wealth, position to beautiful women. Everything could be theirs.

That was why the officer’s attitude had taken a complete turn for the opposite upon hearing that he was an adept mage who’d graduated from the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force. Over the years, the Academy had produced many of the most outstanding figures in the Empire. Currently, several notable figures who were the best in their fields of expertise had all graduated from this academy.

“Of course you can!” Han Shuo took out his graduation certificate from his space ring and handed it to the officer.

Only now did the officer realize that Han Shuo wore a space ring. He was a slightly surprised, an adept mage who could possess a space ring was definitely not ordinary. The officer became even more respectful. He held the certificate and skimmed it before handing it back to Han Shuo with both hands, saying in all honesty, “There’s no problem at all. We of the city’s Northern Guard welcome you to join us. You will be a member of the Northern Guard’s magic corps. Please follow me, I’ll help you with the documents.”

“I’m going with you!” Lawrence smiled at Han Shuo and followed the latter into the castle. The officer seemed to know Lawrence as he didn’t stopped him from following.

The three yin demons had been released earlier to circle around the castle. Han Shuo discovered that the castle was divided into several areas. The bottom floor was the rooms of ordinary soldiers, it could accommodate nearly a thousand people. The second floor was for ordinary officers, the third floor for senior generals and the members of the magic corps. Han Shuo paid some attention and realized that there was a basement was storing weapons and food.

Even though this castle was inside Ossen City, its defenses weren’t weak. The castle walls were ten meters tall with several guards in each direction. There were several heavy defensive weaponries and even three magic towers set up.

This was the base camp of the Northern Guard. Many more soldiers were stationed outside. The scattered Northern Guard was divided into three portions. One portion trained in the jungle, another stood defense at the northern gate, and the remaining was in charge of patrolling to prevent brawling inside the city.

Before he’d came here, Han Shuo knew Lawrence was acquainted with the highest commander of the city’s Northern Guard, Count Boris Carlin, so he hadn’t been worried at all.

In the Lancelot Empire, the majority of military power was in the hands of the nobility. Lawrence’s uncle, Boris Carlin, for example, was a count of the Empire. The Carlin family in the Empire was regarded as a grand family. Lawrence’s father in name and Boris’s older brother, Eevee Carlin, was one rank higher as a Marquis of the Empire.

Eevee Carlin had an intimate relationship with the King due to his connection with Lawrence. With Eevee’s support, plus his own extraordinary military talent, Boris Carlin was able to sit on the position of the Northern Guard’s highest commander.

Obviously Lawrence arranged for Han Shuo to be here because his uncle was in charge of this organization. The soldiers in the castle all knew of the relationship between Lawrence and Boris, that was why they treated the former so respectfully. Even Han Shuo, following Lawrence, also received the same treatment.

“Oh, my lovely Lawrence, you haven’t come to see me in such a long time!” The group was heading to the third floor of the castle, when an army man of one meter eighty centimeters in height with a rough, beardy face, called out loudly from a distant staircase.

“Hi dear uncle, aren’t I visiting you right now? Hehe, I’ve brought an outstanding person here. Isn’t your nephew good to you?” Lawrence laughed all the way as he pulled Han Shuo to Boris.

Boris laughed heartily with a resounding voice. He swept a glance over Han Shuo and said, “Is this the Bryan that you’ve mentioned to me many times? Haha, his body is unexpectedly strong, and he’s an incredible mage to boot. Truly unimaginable!”

Due to his practice of magical cultivation, Han Shuo was now one meter ninety centimeters tall. His back was as straight as a javelin, naturally emitting an extraordinary presence. Although he was wearing an ordinary magic robe, this presence emitting from his body simply couldn’t be concealed.

“Greetings honored Count Boris. Please take care of me from now on!” Han Shuo had a firm grasp on the situation. He smiled and bowed respectfully.

“Well said, well said!” Boris laughed loudly again and spoke to the guiding officer, “Gilok, you help Bryan complete the procedures.”

“Lawrence, Bryan, come come, come to my room for a bit!” Boris waited for the two to step up the stairs before enthusiastically grabbing onto them, leading them straight to the biggest room on the third floor. All the guards respectfully saluted Boris along the way.

Boris’ hand was rough like an old tree bark’s. Han Shuo immediately understood from the sensation that he used heavy weaponry. Han Shuo had heard Lawrence mention that Boris was an earth rider.

Boris’ room was built in with big boulders, bright and spacious. There wasn’t any luxurious items, only some simple furniture. It seemed Boris wasn’t an extravagant person.

“All of you are dismissed. Don’t let anyone in for now!” Boris ordered upon reaching the doorstep. The two senior swordsmen withdrew themselves without a word and stood guard at a distance from the door.

When the three had settled down in the room, Boris went straight to the point, “Bryan, I’ll be frank on account of your relationship with Lawrence. Since you’ve come here, I’ll help you obtain the title of duke in the fastest way possible. Lawrence told me that you have endless potential and will definitely become a great assistant of his. I believe in his vision.”

“Thank you, Sir Count!” Han Shuo nodded slightly and smiled with gratitude.

“No need to be polite. Hehe, helping you is helping Lawrence, which is also helping myself. We’ll have you stay in the magic corps for now with no particular status. However, when you make a military achievement to the Northern Guard, plus your identity as a mage, I can help you apply for a noble title. From then on, your rank will gradually increased based on your contributions.” Boris looked at Han Shuo and slowly explained.

“Uncle Boris, for this period when Bryan is in the Northern Guard, the Viscount title will do just fine. The higher titles aren’t as easily acquired through the Northern Guard, I have my own plans!” Lawrence had long since made his plans about Han Shuo’s position. Considering the achievements and power of the Northern Guard, it might only be enough for Han Shuo to become a viscount here. Even Boris was only a count after all, it would be difficult to promote Han Shuo once more in the Northern Guard.

“Hehe, you little boy. Good, I just have something here, if you can do well Bryan, your credit will definitely be recognized. I can help you obtain a title faster then!” Boris rolled his eyes at Lawrence before telling Han Shuo with a smile.

His thoughts moved, Han Shuo was immediately interested, “What matter?”