The Lord Is Too Overbearing

While Basil was having his well-deserved bath time in the bathroom of the city hall, on the other side of the battlefield, Lucilla, who had just arrived at her camp, was gritting her teeth in anger.

“What is wrong with that human?!”

She couldn’t believe that Basil, a human, a mere Fifth Circle Mage no less, had the capability to kill Cabalen. She could see that Cabalen had done his best—he was fighting for real—and that made it more absurd than it already was.

She got that Basil was exceptional amongst the other Fifth Magic Circles. She also had never even seen anyone that possessed the same Magic Circles as him.

Still, to be able to win against Cabalen was too good to be true. She was aware that he was also a Peak Stage Blue Core Knight, however, no matter how exceptional he was as a Knight, he still shouldn’t be strong enough to defeat Cabalen.

“There must be something on him that aided him to win against Cabalen.” Lucilla’s eyes were bloodshot. “There can be no way a mere human can defeat our thousands of years of hardwork.”

Out of the six of Goap’s Great Generals, only one of them had been a General since the Age of Chaos. Lucilla and the others were Demons who were born inside the Obelisk, and were exceptional enough to become the Great Generals.

They had trained harder than anyone ever since they found that they had the potential to be a High Class Demon—ever since they were a week old—to be a Great General, and because of that, they were very confident in their ability.

They had proven their ability to everyone by becoming a Great General, especially Lucilla, who had been underestimated due to her womanly lithe figure.

Added by their lack of knowledge about how capable humans had been in the Age of Chaos, none of them believed that a human could ever defeat them. This was why Lucilla was so confused.

“Prince Goap has said to never underestimate our opponents—Cabalen didn’t, but how could a human still defeat him? He is not even a Seventh Circle Mage that Prince Goap has said to be careful with!”

Lucilla paced back and forth while thinking about the possible cause of Cabalen’s defeat. Unfortunately, she would never be able to figure the variable that had caused Cabalen’s defeat was Caliburn that was in Basil’s hands.

Cabalen was the only Demon, who currently knew of Caliburn’s role in his defeat. He had heard some stories from the oldest General about an exceptional sword in the day Demons were still roaming the world freely, which really resembled Caliburn’s criteria.

Therefore, Cabalen who had deemed Basil dangerous enough even without Caliburn, had been baffled when he had spotted Caliburn in Basil’s hands. He wasn’t very sure about it, but he had raised Basil’s level of threat one level higher.

Still, at that time, he was determined to bring Caliburn back with him just to make sure if it was what the oldest General had talked about. Alas, he only found out that it was the real one but not what exactly he knew at the end of his life.

“Tsk. Anyway, what was Cabalen even doing here?” Lucilla frowned. “He should’ve been at Randalvine with Jerion.”

Along with the late discovery of Caliburn being the real Caliburn, Cabalen, due to his eagerness to slay Basil, had also forgotten to inform Lucilla in advance that Basil was an individual they had to be careful about.

He had been so sure of his victory, he had planned to talk about it after he had slain Basil. Alas, his arrogance had cost him his life, and in result, Lucilla was left puzzled by his sudden visit to Woster County.

In the end, Lucilla didn’t think she should be careful about Basil since she still fully believed that Basil winning against Cabalen was nothing but luck. Even if he was really competent, she still didn’t think it was something to report to Goap.

From her view, what happened was a wild variable (Basil) that they had never considered about had appeared. She didn’t see Basil as someone that she needed to take extra care of, therefore she would deal with him herself.

“I am going to notify Jerion of Cabalen’s death first. I hope he will be able to handle the Legions Cabalen left behind.”

Connecting her mind with Jerion with a special Spell that was only mastered by the Generals, she informed Jerion about Cabalen’s death. Said General reacted calmly, and it slightly surprised her how underwhelmed he was.

It seemed to her that said General had expected something like this to happen but not really expecting it to happen. It was weird, but she was glad Jerion confirmed that he could still manage the Legions Cabalen left behind to conquer Randalvine.

“Now… I shall think about the next course of action I have to take to finish that human… I need to kill him in the next battle, otherwise I will lose my face.”

With her fist clenched tight, Lucilla gazed at Woster County’s city hall that she could see from afar.

…

Basil, who enjoyed his bathing time, the only time he could truly relax doing nothing, took half an hour to finish his bath. He immediately dried himself with Wind Magic, but left enough water on his body to keep his skin moist.

Now cleaned, he took out a new set of clothes that were not his school uniform. He honestly liked the red color of his Magic Institute uniform, but he still preferred black than red.

Therefore, his new outfit was consisted of black shirt with golden linings on its collars, a dark grey vest on top of it, a pair of fitting black trousers that were designed to give him a lot of mobility, a pair of ankle-high black boots, and a black waist length coat.

His new outfit gave him a whole new look of mystery, which ironically amplified the already mysterious aura surrounding him. Still, nine out of ten, anyone would still call his look impressive.

“With this, no one shall dare enough to carelessly approach me.”

… Of course, he also had his own reason to look all dark.

Basil got out of the bathroom after he styled his hair a little bit to make him look more presentable than he already was. He just needed to walk a little more until he met the Legion Commanders again.

All of them were busy with their own thought, but the moment Basil announced his presence, they immediately stood uprightly, which slightly surprised him. After all, he didn’t announce his presence expecting something like that.

He had only announced his well-concealed presence because he didn’t want to startle them when he suddenly spoke to them. Therefore, he was genuinely puzzled when they treated him with such respect.

“Ah, you have done cleaning yourself it seems, Sir Basil.” Glenn bowed politely, prompting the others to follow suit. “You look very impressive, Sire.”

“… Feel free to call me my name. I have not taken any position in the Kingdom’s body, so I have not the right to be called ‘Sir’ by you.” Basil frowned lightly.

“We are aware of that fact, Sir Basil.” Cassandra nodded her head as Basil’s eye faintly twitched. “However, this is our way to show our respect to someone whose prowess we admire.”

“There is nothing good in worshipping and admiring power. You already have religion that forces you to do that.”

Cassandra and the other Legion Commanders slightly recoiled in surprise at Basil’s answer. They didn’t mind Basil’s cold tone in the slightest, but they still couldn’t believe that Basil would address something as sensitive as that.

Uncaring to the people’s reaction, Basil walked towards the exit. The Legion Commanders parted the moment he passed through them, but followed closely behind him afterwards.

Basil immediately sighed lightly in exasperation, because he knew something that he had been dreading about was about to happen. Reluctant as he was to face it, he had no way to back away from it.

“I see not the need for you to follow me around, so may I know your reason for doing it?” Basil asked without turning around.

The Legion Commanders looked at each other at first, before telling Glenn to represent them. “We have decided to let you command over us, Sir Basil. We have seen your capability to do so, therefore—”

“I am not interested.”

“… Yes?” Glenn slightly blinked his eyes at Basil’s rejection. “Do you perhaps think to retract yourself from the war, Sire? I am sorry to tell you, but—”

“I am just here to kill Monsters. I have no interest in commanding people.”

“…”

Basil was just being honest: he had only involved himself in the war to raise his mastery over the new power he had gained. Unfortunately, due to how righteous he had said it, the Legion Commanders misunderstood him.

They thought he just had a very noble mindset as a young man who held no interest in position, authority, and fame. They thought Basil was only fighting in the war because he deemed it was the right thing to do.

‘So young, yet so admirable.’ They were so moved by Basil’s conviction, their eyes lit up in admiration as they looked at him.

“What a respectable man you are, Sir Basil,” Glenn praised. “As much as we want to not burden you with a position however, we still need you to be a Legion Commander for our Royal Army.” Glenn waited for an interruption, but Basil didn’t say a thing.

He continued, “This is all according to the law of the Kingdom that allows us, Legion Commanders, to appoint someone we deem worthy, who is not from the Royal Army, as a Legion Commander—to also command us—in times of emergency.”

Basil was well aware of this law, and so he kept his silence. He could’ve avoided it by not showing any exceptional prowess in the battlefield, alas Cabalen had been targeting his life at that time—he could not hide his power.

“I have only one interest and one condition.”

“Pray tell, Sire.”

“I am ONLY interested in killing the Monsters, and I will accept the role if you also appoint someone as a Temporary Legion Commander to help me.”

“We heard it clear, Sire. We are glad of your willingness to fight alongside us.” Glenn merely smiled at Basil; he knew who the person Basil was going to choose.