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PALADIN: PRIEST OF SPEED

INTRODUCTION Roger a person from the 23rd century finds himself in front of the chaos gods. He found that they were going to send him some power and help him go to another world in exchange for having them test the power and let them see the power of the skill. He was arrogant but was later taught to respect the gods. He decides to accept the gods as he did not want to be a normal person as he wanted to have a powerful being and stand at the top. Roger gets the blessing of the god of speed to increase his speed by hundred times without any effect of impact on his body due to speeding up and found that he had a condensed soul giving him a saved body state, permanent memory and unlimited physical strength. Roger will live in the new world like the king.

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CHAPTER 13  

CHAPTER 13

 

Roger looked at the army that had come at the other side. He just had to wait for them to be ready as they believed in chivalry. Roger was bored with such foolish world and waited for them to be ready. Roger just had to wait for them and decided to fight. He went back to his tent to eat drink more wine. He was getting addicted to wine and he like it.

 

Roger saw that the other nobles had come and he waited for the to be ready. Roger got bored and decided to wage war early. He wore his armour and decided to assassinate the commander but decided against him. Roger looked at the nobles who had come here as they did not want to wait for the tent to be set up. Are these people really shameless. Roger looked at them and decided to start the fight. He let Henry arrange for them and decided to fight for them.

 

Roger waited for them and found that the nobles were in armour. He greeted them and let them stay in the extra tent. His tent was his alone and he did not like others coming here. Roger did not know how to talk to others. He did not know how to command others and manage a kingdom. Politics was not his forte but he had to learn it. He decided to learn it and decided to start by making the nobles submit to him. Roger decided to call them for a banquet and took a lot of exquisite food and let the cooks make the food. He had bought the kitchen warehouse with him too.

 

Roger waited for some time before the nobles came. Roger smiled and invited them inside and the food and the wine was present. He smiled at them and invited them inside. Roger gave them wine and sat down. The ones here were the minor lords as the bigger ones had stayed away from him. He gave them promise of more food and water during the war to help them. Roger gave them some swords as he had made them specifically for giving gifts.

 

Roger looked at the marquis Greg who looked at him and both of them stared at each other. Roger looked at him and asked, "What do you want Greg?"

 

Greg raised his eyebrows and asked, "May I call you Roger?"

 

Roger said, "yes."

 

Greg asked, "What are your plans for the war?"

 

Roger looked at him and said, "Be the vanguard and show off my power. I will be winning the throne. The only reason I am here is to show off my power to the nobles to let them come under me."

 

All the other nobles looked at the treasonous words but they had decided to stand by Roger. Roger looked at them in calmness and said, "You should have heard of my power."

 

Greg said, "It is not uncommon for the gods to select the kings once in a while."

 

Roger said, "True. I can strengthen my army and I have more methods to make more food and resources. I will expand the territories and you will be bigger lords and even your second-sons will become lords."

 

Greg said, "That is a good thing. We will be training our second sons to be lords."

 

Roger said, "True. Train more governors as I will need more of them."

 

Greg said, "The idea is good sir. What about the church?"

 

Roger asked, "What about them?"

 

Greg said, "Are you going to let them hold the divine authority over the knights and the authority over the humanity."

 

Roger said, "I don't need them and I don't care about them. They will be bought under control of me and if they do not follow the orders, we will replace them,"

 

Greg and the other nobles smiled in happiness.

 

Roger was tired and waited for the war. When he saw that the soldiers were starting to align. He happily went and stood at the front. He was extremely satisfied and excited for the war. He looked t the soldiers and looked at the army at the other side. Henry came on a horse and asked him, "It would be better if you fight on a horse sir."

 

Roger said, "The horse holds me back. Return to your army."

 

Henry bowed and returned. Roger looked at the people in front of him and he was really happy. He had found that killing would satisfy him and make him calm but he had not found anything special about it. He had not tried it in a bigger warfare area and he decided to try it.

 

Both the sides were arranging in formation. The knights were at the front and the soldiers were following them. The wooden shield and the iron tipped sword was held firm by the soldiers and the knights did not dare be calm. The prince at their side who had come to gain more merit was at the front saying his war mobilization speech. Although there were rules for the war, there was no rule that we have to wait for the other side to finish the pre-war mobilization speech. He only listened to the rule as it was useful to him and otherwise, he would have killed them all using the poisoning and other methods. Roger did not care for the dunce and decided to start the war. Roger unsheathed the war and all his soldiers who were under him stepped forward in ready method. He let them speed up by ten times of type 2 and he decided to fight. 

 

Roger cried out aloud, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

 

There were not much requirements for a war-cry. The soldiers of a nation may use the name of their nation or the idea they follow as the soldiers would be coming together as the army due to its name. Although he was their lord, they did not have spiritual attachment to his name and the better war-cry was to let them know the true intention so that even when they find lost in the between the war, the will hear the war cry and remember it. To keep killing.

 

Roger ran forward and he took a few spears and threw it with full speed. The fast spear tore throw the ranks and kept killing a few soldiers together. The flesh and meat spread through the air scaring the war-virgins. One of the spears directly killed the prince and he could not command the battle. Roger did not care and took the sledge-hammer and kept running and starting beating the soldiers. Roger could see the ground breaking slowly and the bodies flying away slowly and he liked it very much. He kept killing in a straight line as he had an army behind him.

 

Roger could see the soldiers behind him killing all the soldiers and they were not much hurt. It was interesting to see two or three soldiers able to kill the knights. Henry and other knights were razing through the ground. Roger laughed and kept killing. He really liked killing and war made it easier. The modern world will not have such warfare and the fantasy world may depend upon the strong and the weaker ones may be killed with a single skill. He decided to enjoy better and took a big meteor hammer and found kept hitting them. With every single hit the ground kept breaking down and more than twenty people would be killed. Roger was nothing more than a pure machine of slaughter.

 

Roger stopped at the other end and looked at the second row of soldiers staying far away. He smiled and them and took a chair and sat down. He kept the hammer inside and took some juice and drank it after returning to normal speed. No soldier that survived dared to kill him and they only dared to fight the soldiers and they kept dying. They could only keep dying.

 

Roger took some wine and drank the wine. The soldiers behind him kept killing. All the knights were feared down by the man who sat in front of them. They dare not fight and they dare not run. Between death and duties, they did not know what to choose. They could only stay there hoping that their superiors would take the great decision and the superiors could only wait for some unforeseen hope.

 

The army had come behind him and all the four thousand men were slaughtered. Roger stood up and looked at the soldiers. All the people behind him were his pure soldiers and they only listened to him and would even raise their swords against the army of his own kingdom. Roger decided not to return and decided to fight for the whole day. He smiled and shouted, "All of you, be ready." The soldiers were ready with their weapons. The commander and other lords of the kingdom behind Roger were really scared by the person. Such a person was not something they could fight against. They could do nothing as they feared that Lord Roger would dare to disobey the military decision and fight by himself. They could only accept the fact and let the facts be hidden. The commander had an ugly face as he was a staunch supporter of the king. He called his personal adjutant and decided to send an order to his family to let them betray him and submit to lord Roger. The commander sighed as Roger shouted the words, "Attack!"