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Heimarian Odyssey

Locke is a middling officer in the Kingdom of Faustian’s army. He happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, or the right place at the right time, depending on your perspective, and happens to save the kingdom’s princess. As fortune would have it, love prospers, but in a world of peasantry and nobility, a middling, peasant-born soldier has no right to love a princess. Locke is nothing if not determined, however, and sets out to become someone worthy of loving the princess, someone her family can accept. But that path is neither short, nor safe, as our hero will soon discover. Tags : Army Building, Caring Protagonist, Cold Protagonist, Death of Loved Ones, Empires, Evolution, Fan-fiction, Harem, Incest, Kingdom Building, Kingdoms Knights, Knights Level System, Long Separations, Male Protagonist, Near-Death Experience, Older Love Interests, Pregnancy, Slow Growth at Start, Strong to Stronger, Wars, kufsten translation

Kufsten · Fantasy
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I don't want to be in the same team as that guy!" Joaquin crossed her arms and kicked her long legs, not even bothering to look at Locke who was not far away.

"Joaquin, please," Angelina took her hand and tried to persuade her.

Locke had caused a lot of trouble at Joaquin's house last time, and it was already hard for Joaquin to tolerate him until now. How could she agree to team up with Locke?

"Locke's mid-rank Knecht strength can help us a lot." Daenie also came over to persuade her. The three of them had different personalities, but they always worked together.

Joaquin seemed to remember that Locke had just advanced to a mid-rank Knecht, so she reluctantly agreed after thinking for a long time.

Angelina heaved a sigh of relief after getting Joaquin's consent. Apart from the three of them, there were also a few Lehrlings and Knights in the same class, all of whom were led by Joaquin.

Apart from her family background, Joaquin's strong personality also attracted many people to follow her.

"Let's choose our mission next Friday!" Joaquin reminded Angelina as she tugged at her sleeve.

In this team, Joaquin could be regarded as the leader, while Angelina was the brains. Generally, they were the ones who solved all the problems that they encountered.

"Okay." Angelina nodded. The official announcement of the mission selection was on Saturday next week, so Joaquin must have pulled some strings to be able to choose a mission on Friday in advance.

This was also the main reason why Angelina and most of the others in their team were willing to follow Joaquin on the mission.

On the way home, in the carriage.

"I don't have to follow you on the mission," said Locke to Angelina, who was reading a book, as he rested his head on his arm.

"Do you know how many people are envious of you for following the casters on missions?" Angelina rolled her eyes at Locke.

Locke remained silent. He wasn't trying to take advantage of them, but he was worried that he wouldn't be able to get along well with them.

He roughly understood the current situation in the team through Angelina. Locke was a mid-rank Knecht, and the other two were only low-rank Knechts. He didn't know how they got in, but they were only low-rank Knechts.

Among the five Lehrlings, only Joaquin was a low-rank Lehrling. The other four, including Angelina, were beginner-rank Lehrlings.

The main reason he was worried that he wouldn't get along well with them was that everyone else seemed to be from noble families. He was born a commoner and had attended many noble gatherings, so it was difficult for him to blend in.

He didn't know if the nobles of Aomar were so xenophobic, or if he couldn't adapt to the rules and regulations.

"I'm going to be promoted to a low-rank Lehrling next month." Angelina flipped through the pages as if she was talking about something insignificant.

"Yeah." Locke was the one who knew Angelina's condition the best.

Angelina's foundation was already extremely solid, and she had done all the preparation work. Although it was a little more difficult to advance as a caster than a knight, he wasn't worried that she would fail.

According to Angelina, she could have started her advancement the moment she left Felor. The reason why she took so long was to learn some new knowledge in Aomar and perfect her cognitive system.

Speaking of this, Locke found it strange that Angelina didn't seem to lack library reading points. She would read all kinds of magic books every two days. When it came to reading and learning, Locke was only impressed by Angelina.

It would definitely take him a few months to finish a thick book, but Angelina could finish it in less than a week. Her ability was amazing.

"Are you going to bring Angie along?" Locke asked as he thought of Angelina's pet. Angie only accepted food from Angelina and Locke. If anyone else approached it, it would retaliate.

It dared to bare its fangs at the guard captain, which was a mid-rank Knecht. It didn't embarrass its parents.

"Of course," replied Angelina. The combat power of a low-rank major monster shouldn't be underestimated, not to mention that Angie's stinger was effective against mid-rank Knechts.

On a Friday, a week later, knights and casters from various academies gathered in front of the central teaching building of Princeton Imperial Academy.

The hall of the teaching building was also packed with people.

Just like Joaquin, there were too many people with connections. The Aomar Empire was huge, and there were many powerful people hidden in it. The right to choose missions first was nothing to them.

"How is it?" Angelina asked Joaquin, who had just squeezed out of the crowd.

"We'll enter from the side door later. We'll be the third to go," said Joaquin as she wiped the sweat off her neck.

Half an hour later, it was finally their turn.

In a luxurious office, a middle-aged man in a tie opened the door and welcomed them.

"Uncle Krones, long time no see!" Joaquin strode towards the middle-aged man and gave him a hug.

"Joaquin, you've grown so big in the blink of an eye." Krones and Joaquin's father had some business dealings. He had visited Joaquin's house when she was young.

Krones was now an administrator at the Princeton Royal Academy, so he had some power.

"Uncle, you don't look old at all. You're still as young as ever," said Joaquin with a smile.

After the two chatted for a while, Krones took out a stack of materials and said, "These are the missions I've chosen for you. They're not difficult. Take a look."

The missions that Princeton Imperial Academy assigned to its students every semester weren't easy to complete.

As the most famous academy in the empire, the academy recruited thousands of students every year, but only a few hundred graduated. Apart from a small number of students who didn't have enough credits to graduate, the rest were basically 'gone'.

The average casualty rate for each semester's missions was around 20%.

The academy did not want to nurture a group of harmless kittens, but a group of talented people, or even man-eating tigers.

The casualty rate was relatively low in the lower and upper grades, but it was the highest in the middle grades. This was because there were strong and weak people in the middle grades. If they chose a mission that was slightly beyond their abilities, they would have to be prepared for the consequences of failure. Death wasn't a rare outcome.

Joaquin and the others were still considered to be in the lower grades, so there was a high chance that there wouldn't be any difficult missions. However, to be safe, Joaquin still used some of her connections to choose a mission that was easier and more rewarding. No one would refuse it.

Not bad, there was a reward for such missions.

Every year, the academy would issue missions that were really difficult to solve in a certain place. After the students completed the missions, they would receive generous credits and bonuses, as well as remuneration from the local government or individuals.

Since they could train themselves and receive benefits at the same time, why wouldn't they do it? Some of the senior students were confident in their abilities and would go to the mission hall to take on the missions themselves.

The academy did a good job in this regard. The mission hall was set up in the most eye-catching building in the middle of the academy. However, only the third-year students could enter, and they had to be mid-rank Knechts or low-rank casters or above.

Locke was now a mid-rank Knecht, so he could apply to advance to the third grade next semester. Of course, he could also choose not to and stay in the second grade to complete the rest of his studies.

The academy's rules were very interesting. Low-rank Knechts could directly enter the second grade without studying, mid-rank Knechts could enter the third grade, and high-rank Knechts could enter the fourth grade.

As for the fifth grade, apart from staying in the fourth grade for four years, the other way was to reach the peak of high-rank Knechts. The Aomar Empire had specially divided them into an inconspicuous class — quasi-knights.

"Investigate missing persons at Rose Manor."

"Eliminate three bloodthirsty wolves that are endangering the town in Mersel Mountain Ridge."

"Help Viscount Horton eliminate 700 rioters."

"Eliminate the ghosts in Monki Manor."

"Head to Cross Star Forest to capture the baby of the magical deer."

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A total of ten sets of materials were placed in front of Joaquin and Angelina.

After a careful discussion, Joaquin pointed at the set of materials that they had selected. "Uncle Krones, we'll choose this mission!"

Krones picked it up and saw that it was' Eliminate the ghosts in Monki Manor '.

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