397 Teaching the Other Captains a Lesson
The Von Stein family had another race’s territory nearby, near its border, the orcs. They weren’t known for having a good temper but never did act against the vampires — probably due to the fear of getting retaliated.
But this time, they did. No one knew the reason behind the sudden attack from the orcs, not even the rank-four mages in charge of the Von Stein family, but they would not let them attack without striking back.
That was why Arthur and the other captains left the castle, looking to fight against the orcs or find out why the attack occurred. Duke Mikael did not go with them and only marked the spot on Arthur’s map, leaving him alone to deal with all the other captains — who were not trying anything yet, but they would, eventually.
The funny thing was the new vice-captain of Arthur’s squad. It was that vampire who had a bad start with him on the first day of training, but it seemed like that was in the past, and the vampire wanted a fresh start — of course, he would; Arthur was his boss now.
“I am Frank. Sorry for what happened between us. You don’t know how ashamed I am, and I will do anything to regain your trust and….”
Arthur looked at the vampire, who came out of nowhere to speak with him.
“Don’t mind my question, but who are you?”
“…”
It was better to be unknown than hated, and Frank was glad Arthur did not remember him at all or that would bring him a lot of trouble in the future.
Frank sighed in relief, thinking, “this is my lucky day!” as he returned to his carriage.
Speaking of carriages, only the captains and vice-captains of the squads had one, while the rest of the vampires had to walk, but that was how it worked — those with higher positions had their perks.
“This is comfy, and I don’t need to worry about anything until we get there,” thought Arthur, laying back on the comfy red couch of his carriage.
There wasn’t much to do inside, so Arthur read books and meditated in his spare time. None of the other captains would leave their fancy carriages to pick up a fight with him, so he enjoyed every second of peace, as he knew it would end as soon as the day came…
“So what if you are the person in charge here? Are you going to stay there and watch while the rest of us work our asses to build a decent camping site for the day?” one of the captains yelled.
It was not the man with the ax but a gorgeous woman with pale skin and black hair. But, like the rest of the captains, she had the power of a rank-one mage, which was no longer a threat to Arthur.
That was why he was chilling, sitting on the ground, drinking some flasks of blood and wine, while the rest of the captains had to work with the soldiers to build a camping site for them.
Arthur looked at her, sipping his glass of wine, and said, “yes, I will stay here while you and everyone else do the work.”
She was even more enraged after hearing that and said, “why did they choose you for the position? You are the youngest captain here. Did you lick the balls of the duke for the role?
“You know why they chose me? I am the strongest while being the youngest. What about you? Did you lick someone else’s balls for the position of captain?” Arthur said as he got up to face the lady.
He was sitting there not because he was lazy or anything like that but because he wished to get them angry on the first day and resolve all the conflicts as soon as possible before the actual fighting began.
If the other captains saw that he was stronger than them, they would stop acting like idiots. So, Arthur did not feel like acting scared and wanted to challenge all of them.
For him, it did not matter. Even if all of the captains worked together, they would not win against him, who was in a higher rank and had better spells.
The lady could not endure what Arthur had just said, so she took out her saber and dashed toward him. She cut her left palm, and the blood flew toward the weapon, covering it, and increasing its power.
She was not the weakest among the other captains and was the fifth in terms of power. For that reason, all the other captains stopped what they were doing and watched the two exchange blows.
“Who do you think is gonna win?” one of the captains asked.
“I don’t know. Lady Agatha is not weak, but even though we dislike Arthur being our leader, he is still formidable, or else the duke would not grant him the position,” a tall man answered.
It was the same one with the axe that tried to attack Arthur, and now, unlike the others, he believed Arthur was powerful and respected his position.
Not only that but he was ranked third among the captains, meaning he was stronger than the lady that was trying to attack Arthur. But everyone thought he was not using all of his power, as he attempted to attack Arthur inside the castle, yet that was not the case.
pAn,D a-n0ve1,c-o-m “My two attacks were serious back then, yet he blocked them easily. Who exactly is this young man?”
The saber was fast, aiming directly at Arthur’s throat, who, despite the eminent attack, did not look scared or anxious.
“Is she really trying to hurt me with this?” he thought, casting one of his spells, the Blood Armor.
A red substance that looked like blood covered his right palm, and Arthur grabbed the saber in mid-air! The captains that saw that could not believe it, and most thought Arthur would lose his hand or at least a piece of it.
That lady captain also thought that and even smirked when she noticed what Arthur was trying to do, but contrary to everyone’s beliefs, Arthur easily grabbed the saber and grasped it tightly, not letting the lady move it.
Then, he looked at her and said, “I could break this weapon of yours if I want to, but that would be bad as we have a battle. But you can heal even though we cannot repair weapons.”
“I-I can heal?” she asked, puzzled by the statement, but then she understood what Arthur meant as he punched her right in the upper part of her stomach.
Blood came from her mouth, and the pain took over her body. One of the strongest captains of the Von Stein family lost with just one punch, which scared all the others who watched it.
“What can he do if he fights seriously?”
That was the thought of everyone present; deep down, they were not looking to pick up a fight with Arthur anymore. The tall man with the axe was even more impressed. He walked up toward Arthur and said, “I’m Magno. I am glad someone as strong as you are in charge of everyone. You can count on me and my squad for anything,” Magno said, extending his hand to Arthur.
Just like Arthur intended, his mighty display made the other captains befriend him, starting with the first one that tried to attack him.