Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

<+3o minor points>

This alert sounded in Chiron's head. It came as a nice surprise to Chiron. But he could guess why the points he got were higher.

It was because the person he had just killed was in a position of power. He was a commander that could detect the fate of his own men, especially during Battle.

Just like that, Chiron had only entered the tent where the meeting was taking place, and on first entry, the one thing he did even before greeting them, was to kill a commander.

As the commander's neck let loose a jet of blood, everyone in the room instinctively brought out their weapons and pointed it at him.

Some others even activated their totems.

However, Chiron was not moved. He turned to his own shadow, "drop it on the table!"

Immediately, Hunter threw out a head from his shadow pool. It was the head of the man that had spat on him.

"The person I just killed is commander to this idiot that had the guts to spit on me on my way here! I will not have acts of indiscipline and a lack of respect from your men shown to me. Do you understand!?"

It was only a few words from Chiron's mouth. However, it said a lot.

In the Vandora Kingdom, seniority was highly regarded. It was a place where respect for one's seniors was only second to rest for one's ancestry.

Chiron might not be the crown Prince, but he was firstly now a recognized prince of the kingdom, and secondly, he was a Co-head of the upcoming war.

It was only right that he be shown respect.

However, as the saying went: If a prince did not know his power, then even his slave could be his master.

Chiron was saying that a soldier had disrespected him. After all, spitting on a superior was one of the worse insults that a junior could do to his senior.

It was even worse because of the current positions he occupied.

On coming here, Chiron had taken note of the different Tents and the colors on them.

their different colors represented their different Armies, and even relevant squads.

Before coming here, Chiron had already familiarized himself with the military and its accepted Ethics.

If it was true that the man in question had spat at him, then he was in the right to have actually killed the man, and then his commander.

In fact, these were war times. By right, Chiron was supposed to also punish that entire Battalion.

Of Course knowing such strong rules of the military and implementing them were two different things.

Victor frowned bitterly.

When Chiron had just entered the tent, he had planned on making a few jokes about his nephew's lateness, and then direct it towards him being armless.

It might be trouble for the commanders if they insulted Chiron, but that was different if it was Victor. Also, even if they laughed at him, Victor assumed that Chiron was still fresh to the ways of the kingdom.

Little did he know how much Knowledge Chiron had.

These were military men. Many of them had seen countless battles. They literally lived by the sword. It was true that some of them here were higher than him in cultivation. In fact, the commander he had swiftly killed was a cultivator in the Peak stages of the copper Realm. However, with one move, Chiron had asserted his dominance and won their respect.

Chiron gave a smirk at the expressions on their faces. "This place has become too messy. Clean it up, we continue the war plans in an hour. If any of you does not make it, it will be your head on the table!" Without waiting for their confirmation of his order, Chiron turned about and Left the Tent.

As far as he was concerned, their opinion did not matter.

As he did, Emma followed behind him. Of course as she followed, she made a brush of eye contact with Victor, exciting his anger even more. After all, he could see mocking in her eyes.

Even though he was a prince and had higher cultivation than Chiron, he still some how fell short.

It had happened fast. Chiron literally entered the place, Made a scene and then exited like it was nothing.

A Place for Chiron's tent had already been prepaid for him by Carla and Emma that arrived ahead of time.

This Tent was simple. It only had necessities on the side and then a mat on the center that he could use to meditate.

Chiron soon entered a meditative state and sank into the system. Once more, he went back into training in the training area of the Fate chnge system.

At the moment, he was training his legs as extensive as possible. The training area had the option of increasing the Gravity so that it would add additional weight to his body.

Carla sat not so far away from him, and so did Emma. There was no conversation whatsoever.

There all just kept silent.

At around the same time, a group of people were just arriving at the Central Barracks.

In fact, they were the last to arrive.

Dylan had Deamon's hand over his shoulder. Both of them moved forward in steady pacing along with the other children.

Captain Timi waved his hand, signifying that it was time for a quick break.

The children sighed in tiredness as they fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" Deamon cursed, "I think my legs are going to explode from these long treks!"

"me too!" Dylan nodded. However, even though he said this, he actually felt stronger than he ever had.

Dylan might as well have been gold. These hardships literally made him stronger.

captain Timi suddenly approached. He waved his hand and a soldier came and dropped a big drum of water in the center, "come on, You maggots! Drink up!"

With how terrible this match had been, water was life to their current neediness.

Deamon felt too weak to stand and so Dylan went to fetch them the water.

However, as he did, he suddenly saw the Central Barracks ahead.

The sight of it made him for a brief moment lost for words. He had even forgotten that he was about to go get water. He did not even notice when Captain Timi approached.

"Its a beautiful sight isn't it?"

Dylan nodded, "It is!"

At the moment, they were on a hill. This hill allowed for them to have a good view of the camps ahead.

"Do you see that tent far off in the center over there?" Captain Timi pointed as he asked.

"Yes! I see it!" Dylan nodded.

"That's the central Tent. It is were all the commanders gather to make decisions. If you do well, you might one day climb the ranks that far!"

Dylan looked at the Big Red Tent in the distance and in his head, pictures of him wearing a Commander's uniform with salutes coming from all sides was painted vividly.

*Knock!*

Captain Timi gave him a knock on the head, "But is only if you do well sport! that place is only for the big leagues. Even I I'm not allowed anywhere close. Now go get yourself a drink, your training is about to get worse.

...

In exactly an Hour's time, Chiron was already at the Central Tent. Unsurprisingly, the Commanders were present and the place was made Clean.

On coming here, Chiron had noticed that the look the soldiers had of him had changed drastically from what it used to be.

His sharp ears could even hear them whisper about his killing of a commander.

In the military, the Iron fist was always the most respected.

Victor was also present in this meeting.

Chiron walked over to the Map on the table, and then he took a look at the plans that had been set.

After looking over the plans a bit, he frowned.

"This will not work. The Hunter Tribes are hunters by profession, and the lands here are hilly. The Flanks would be left opened. this people know the terrain better than us. It would be a disaster if we did this." Chiron raised his head to the Commanders, "who the hell came up with this plans?"

Chiron looked at the faces of the commanders. However, no one responded to him.

"I did!" Prince Victor stepped forward, "and i think its a good plan!"

"No! it is not. It only displays foolishness."

Victor raised a brow at him, "It is decisive and we can strike a true blow that can potentially make us win."

However, Chiron did not back down. He stepped forward, "it is still trash."

Suddenly both Chiron and Victor were at Log heads.

Without a doubt, having two of them command the army for this battle was not a good idea.

Victor suddenly had a Corny smile, "if we continue like this, we will get nowhere. I have a suggestion!"

Chiron raised a brow at this, "and what will that be?"

"Let the Commanders vote and choose who they wish will lead them to war..."