webnovel

The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman

After a long time in the darkness, a lost soul is transported to another world, and there the soul is given another chance and is reborn as a boy... In a world of swords and magic, Zaos is given another chance after hearing an unknown voice asking him to protect someone. While he couldn't remember many things about his old life, he still decided to live his new as much as possible. Even though it looked like he was destined to do something, Zaos chose to follow his own path as much as possible. He tried that... but it looked like the machinations of destiny won't give him much option. Weird things were happening in the kingdom he was born, and before he could imagine... Zaos was throw in the middle of a war in which some were trying to revive the god of the world, and others were trying to prevent it. Zaos will fight in this war while he also looks for the person he is supposed to protect. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

ExSoldierLv99 · War
Not enough ratings
497 Chs

Respects

                                                    Zaos sighed in relief when he saw the enemies withdrawing. Their numbers were still over ten thousand, but despite the fact that the defending side hadn't even five thousand, they still pursued the enemies.

"Oh, right… we can't let them attack the villages and return to Toules town," Zaos recognized that it would be troublesome if either of those were to happen. "Cohnal, Melisse, we will follow them. Make sure to only let those who aren't too wounded to follow us. We might have to fight along the way, and even without commanders, they might prove to be troublesome if they see some weakness on our side."

"Understood, Captain," Cohnal said.

"I am going to grab some bows and arrows from Commander Brien," Melisse said. "We might need those to put the enemies on their toes."