Chapter 14: Dream part 3

I lead the troops of the 3rd division towards the Battlefield, the location of the Battlefield is in the Northern border, close to the location against the Behemoth.

The fact is there is also a battlefield, only it's not my place. My battlefield is in the Northern border region.

We arrived in two weeks, different from before fighting the Behemoth. We arrived faster because the number of troops brought was not in the millions.

Previously, he had fought Behemoth legendary class monsters, and now he had to fight. Come on, I'm human too, I want to rest.

Thus I decided to relax a bit on my way to the Northern border. The members of the 3rd division also had no objections.

All members of the 3rd Division were survivors of the Behemoth conquest. So they know me, who defeated the Behemoth. That's why they don't mind me as the division captain either.

When we arrived at the military camp, I first ordered the 3rd division to set up their own camp.

I? I also ordered them to set up a camp for me. Meanwhile I went to the generals' camp to report the arrival of the 3rd division.

Since I am also a Captain, I also have the right to participate in discussions of war strategy. Although I don't quite understand.

Come on, man, so far what I've learned is just how to fight, not how to think and make a strategy. But now that there's an opportunity to learn it, I can't possibly waste this opportunity.

The next day, it should be a sunny and warm day. But because of this annoying war. The air was filled with the smell of blood and metal.

Waking up in the morning only to be greeted by the pungent smell of air. It's been a bad morning.

Even though living in the slum area also smelled bad, this was a different matter. Meanwhile, in the Kumu area, it only smells of human excrement.

The battlefield is full of the smell of death. You know, like blood and stuff. This is very unpleasant. But from now on I have to stay here during the war.

*Sigh*.... Please restore my luxurious life in the safe and comfortable capital. Here I can not feel safe and comfortable at all.

I had to stay alert because the enemy might attack. I couldn't let my guard down even for a second.

As soon as the war started, I was in front of the 3rd division's camp to offer some words of encouragement. It is my duty as Captain.

This is so sad, I was only a 15 year old kid, and now have the position of Captain.

Leading his troops to plunge into the battlefield. Countless lives I slashed, countless people died in front of me.

Every time I slashed someone would fall, whether it was dead or injured. I don't care.

I have taken many lives, that means many people are sad because of me. Because I have killed his family, relatives, friends, or maybe friends.

But I don't care! What is family? What's better than roast beef? You all have a loving family but I don't!!!

Therefore I have no guilt at all.

It's been two years since the war started, maybe because it's been too long on the battlefield.

My common sense is getting crooked, now I'm starting to think that humans deserve to die. I think humans are creatures that destroy the world.

Because of that I became even more lustful in killing. Every day I always kill, kill, and kill, this has become a habit.

Maybe people in towns or safe places will think I'm a hero who fought the enemy. But actually I'm just a killing machine created only to kill.

Every day for the past two years, my daily life is full of blood. I killed the enemy but the enemy also killed my partner

Many members of the 3rd division had died, but every time someone died the central government would send a replacement.

People who were friends and are now gone. What I learned from war is that emotions are not needed.

You have to kill your emotions first before entering the war. Because you will only be hurt if you lose friends or family on the battlefield.

It's better to get rid of emotions before they get sick.

....

Where am I right now? Capital, why? Because I applied for leave to the boss. But the reason I'm in the capital isn't just that.

But also to raise my position. In the great hall of the Imperial Palace, standing rows of people beside me formed a path.

The emperor gave me the title of Special Knight and promoted me to general. People call me a genius because I managed to become a Special Knight at only 17 years old.

People also mentioned the 'Sword King Candidate'. Why do people call me that? Apparently because my sword technique is the same as the old Sword King.

Ten years ago it seems that the Sword King suddenly disappeared without a trace, it seems that the reason was because his family was killed by bandits.

And out of depression the Sword King went to slay that bandit and after that he disappeared without a trace.

To this surprise, my teacher in the slums was actually the former Sword King. It is said that he is the strongest Knight in the Eastern Empire, hence the name Sword King.

At this moment I remembered my teacher's words. 'Having power but not having anything to look after is futile, you will feel empty to the point of thinking it would be better to die'.

Until now I still do not understand the meaning of those words. Those are just words for those with compassion. Whereas I don't have that, so I thought those were just insignificant words.

After my promotion, I was sent back to my battlefield. There are troops that I will lead and there are also enemies that I will kill.

The war lasted for four years, during which time I killed countless people.

I didn't count them but I'm sure there were at least a million or more. Now I even have a terrifying killing intent.

Only with my killing aura can I make an ordinary person lose consciousness.

After the war ended I also officially joined the Bloody Rose Special Knights group. As the youngest member.

As a Bloody Rose Special Knight, I have plenty of time because a Bloody Rose Special Knight is only issued when encountering high level dangers like Legendary class Monsters.

My other duties are also to look after the Emperor. It was an easy task, as it wasn't every day that there were legendary class monsters and the task of guarding the Emperor was easy.

That's what I thought, after one year of living luxuriously in the Imperial capital. A comfortable and safe life, no one disturbs you, you don't have to always be alert like on the battlefield.

However, I'm 22 years old. That is one year after the war ended. Then came a being who was said to be equal to a god.

It was a Divine class monster, the Black Dragon King Ouroboros. A monster recognized as the strongest and the king of dragons.

Monsters that once battled gods with equal results. Now it has descended upon the world to rage. News about this monster spread very fast.

Everyone in the world immediately learned of this news and caused great panic. People are terrified of Monsters that are on par with gods.

In order to deal with a monster like this, the Eastern Empire alone would not be enough. Because Divine class monsters were said to be able to destroy the world.

All the kingdoms of the world work together to fight Ouroboros, the Dark Dragon King. Even the higher ups of the Empire recalled my teacher.

The result of the world's combined armies has a total of 3 billion troops. This number is one-third of the world's people.

The battle will take place in the desert of Magani. The world's largest desert and the most dangerous too. Because Medan here doesn't have too many monsters.

But because the desert is too wide, this desert cannot be crossed. There is also the possibility of getting lost to the point of no return.

Until now no one has made it through this desert. And now this place has become the Battlefield against Ouroboros.

I don't really remember how the battle happened, but it must have been terrible. Of the total 3 billion people but almost half died.

I? How do I... I died here too, my death by jumping into his mouth, and, well… I just died.

I know it's stupid, but I thought that if I went inside her stomach, I could rip her insides out.

"!!!!!!!!"

I woke up from that strange dream. No, it wasn't some weird dream, but a dream about my previous life.

It's a poignant and hard life but what's the last part!!! What's that! Did I die in a ridiculous way? Died from entering the dragon's mouth and being bitten.

Ah!!! Why did my death have to be like that! Repeat! I want to repeat it!!!

Ah... Wait... Wait a minute, why are tears coming out of my eyes all of a sudden? Eh? Why am I crying? Ah, right... I remember, I remember how I was in this life.

It seems that due to shock my memory is a bit fuzzy.