Book 6: Chapter 20 – Start of a New Legend

  The five or so months flew by for the city of Gol. Fet the Anarchids; during that period, the City of Gol may well have been the most peaceful p the ti. Fortunately or unfortunately, all things e to an end at some point, and the City of Gol’s period of undisturbed peace was due to e to an end.

  “Ace,” A tall and exceedingly handsome young man who may as well have been the poster boy for the Aryan race called out as he approached a clearing not far from the city.

  Sat peacefully in the middle of the grassy clearing were Ace, Amira, and Leo.

  After everything iy had been taken care of and his presence was no longer necessary, the trio retired to a little in the forest a couple of miles outside of the city where they could practi peace.

  In fact, other than Milianna and Lance, and occasionally Killian, they hadn’t seen anyone in months.

  Upon hearing Joel’s voice, Ace’s eyes snapped open as he looked towards the white-robed young man beside the elegant, dark-haired Yuna.

  The st time he saw them, they still appeared tentative and somewhat cautious in his presence.

  Uandably so; after all, it was always going to take lohan a few weeks to get over the emotional trauma caused by Ace, but now…

  “You look… clear-headed,” Ace smiled as his eyes passed over the pair.

  “Teacher Ko some seo us,” Joel smiled wryly as Yuna fought to suppress her body’s involuntary tremble at the mere mention of Wukong.

  Ace smiled appreciatively. He could sehat her of them wao speak much about it, and he respected that. He was just happy that their state of minds no longer seemed as fragile as it had not too long ago.

  “Since you’re here, I’m guessing the delivery has arrived,” Ace said lightly as he slowly stood to his feet.

  “Mmh,” Joel nodded. “My family just delivered your order not too long ago. I ha over to Cirulus before making my way over here.

  “Good,” Aodded. “What about the others? Are the others ready?”

  “Yeah,” Joel nodded. “After getting back from the Pavilion st week, everyone has been focused on mastering the spells Grand Elder Arianna created for us.”

  “I was the st to master it,” Yuna added with a wry smile. “But I finally mao master it yesterday.”

  “Well, I guess it’s about time we head out,” Ace grinned. “We’ve kept the rest of the Anarchids in suspense for long enough already.”

  The five youngsters made their way through the skies when they saw a weling standing in the air, seemingly waiting for them, and formed up beh them was the City of Gol’s Army.

  As Ace locked eyes with each of his cssmates, he could sense how far they’d e in these st six months and not just in terms of strength.

  Although each of them had made at least one breakthrough in their cultivation, Ace was more focused on their headspace.

  Although none aside from Alissa – who was leisurely log arms with Killian – could say they had pletely gotten past Ace’s ents from six months ago, they were well on their way. Ace could sehe unwavering vi to carry on along the path that they had set off on, and for Ace, it was a sight for sore eyes.

  But he didn’t say anything to any of them, knowing that any more words at this point would merely be superfluous.

  “About time you showed up and did some work,” Milianna chided as she stroked her son’s hair. “I thought sioday’s the day we set off on our first official campaign, our brave soldiers deserved their first formal speech of the famous child of heaven.”

  “Not you, too,” Ace sighed at his mother’s teasing of the epithet he was given.

  “Haha, the rest of the world call you whatever they want, but as far as I’m ed, in this life, you’re my one and only my son!” Milianna voiced before nudging him. “Now go, don’t have the soldiers waiting too long.”

  As soon as she said that, aside from Amira, Leo, Wukong, and Milianna, the bodies of Killian and the other now Acolytes of the Pavilion all flickered, appearing in front of their respective divisions, readily awaiting Ace’s speech.

  As Ace sed the sea of soldiers below, he couldn’t help but be slightly impressed. Each of them was dressed in an awe-inspiring golden armour.

  These armours were the real reason behind Ace’s fiden splitting his army into four, sending each division out to face armies which were all several times bigger than any singur division.

  Thinking about his army and paring it to the respective armies of the O’Brien and Rohault Empire, aside from strict, militant training, the most signifit difference was in their equipment.

  As a result, he decided to gift each of these soldiers top-tier ons and armours.

  Using the beast core of Harelk – the saint-level rainbon he killed –, he paid the Dawson glomerate for 10,000 sets. Though it sounded like a lot, because of the rarity of a beast core of that level and the fact that Ad Joel were friends and cssmates, the glomerate were happy to help.

  And though it was a lot of moo spend in one go, looking at the 10,000 soldiers below, Aew it was worth every penny.

  It had to be uood that each armour was fitted with anti-magies allowing them to withstand the spells of all mages at and below the sixth rank and warriors at and below the seventh.

  When remembering that they would be going up against ordinairy soldiers from the Anarchids, equipment of this calibre would make all the difference.

  “As you should all already know by now, my aim is to one day create the greatest empire this ti has ever seen and behind every great empire is an eveer military. My hope is that ead every one of you will be the core of that great military.” Ace said as he projected his voice using haki so everyone could hear him. “The name of that core is the Gold Force!

  There will e a day i-too-distant future when the world quakes in fear at the mere mention of the Gold Force, and as integral members of said force, I don’t see the point in wishing you all good luck – you don’t !”

  The blood of each soldier boiled with excitement and anticipation. As Ace spoke, each soldier felt as though he eaking directly to them, and the fact that their ti’s number-one genius held such faith in each of them left them with an overwhelming feeling of pride.

  Subsciously, each of them held their s up that little bit higher, puffed their chests out that little bit further, and stood that little bit taller.

  The thought of being a legend was a legacy that every person who walked the martial path dreamt of, and now they were given that opportunity, they refused to let it slip through their fingers.

  “Instead,” Ace tinued. “I’m going to leave you with three simple words, go get ‘em!”

  It wasn’t just the soldiers; even Kannal and the other Pavilion Acolytes felt their blood boil.

  Aside from Killian, this was the first time any of them articipating in a battle of this magnitude, and the morale was iious. They were dying to step foot otlefield already.

  “Always the show-off!” Wukong snorted as he suppressed his rising battle i watg each division begin their marches.

  As the four divisio off, the four ‘saint-level’ experts prepared to set off too.

  “Take care of our people out there,” Milianna said before Ad the others took off.

  “What about me?” Ace pouted. “Aren’t you going to tell me to take care of myself?”

  “I’d be happy if you don’t cause another iional i!” Milianna rolled her eyes, knowing her son’s propensity for provoking people.

  “Don’t worry, Aunty,” Amira said sweetly. “I’ll make sure nothing bad happens.”

  “I know you will, sweetie,” Milianna replied appreciatively.

  “By the way, what do you wanna do about the scouts ‘hiding’ outside the city,” Wukong asked, his spirit having long since locked onto various hidden individuals who had tried to get as close to the city as possible without getting caught, a devilish grin suffusing his ape-like face. “Wao get rid of them?”

  “No, leave them,” Ace smiled. “Sihey want to spy on us so badly, let them watch as a new legend is born.”

  “Fine,” Wukong shrugged, disappointed he was once again dehe ce to take a. “Hopefully, someone sends out a saint to keep me eained.”

  “You two are truly hopeless,” Milianna sighed helplessly at the antics of her son and senior martial brother. “either of you go five minutes without feeling the o stir up some sort of trouble?”

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