Warlock of War: My Ares System

"Woah, woah, woah… lay back down," The woman sternly said, her hand pressing back on my chest, but she was too weak to resist as I fully lay up.

But, she then wormed her way over to my injured shoulder, where she pressed down, only receiving a reaction opposite to what she had thought would happen.

I continued to stay up and moved her to the side, seeing I was in a public tent filled with injured men being attended to by doctors.

"*sigh*... Where is the general?" I asked the woman, and she froze up just a bit before helping me up.

"He is it as his office in the very center of the camp. If you feel like you're about to collapse, then please come back and receive more treatment. If it gets infected… well, you're gonna die,"

The healer was very straightforward with her words, but I knew it was for the sake of my safety; otherwise, she might be out of a job.

"Thank you," I smiled before exiting the tent, only to make my way to the outskirts of the entire camp, waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting… until somebody finally fell into my trap.

"So you're the newbie who won against our general's trial… that's the first I've heard had that happening. Was he not trying or something because of you…" A soldier came up to me, picked up my arm, and lay across my side. "... Are so weak? Did he hold back because you're as frail and thin as those healers in there?"

The man chuckled just a bit, twirling around me until his back was only a few meters away from the drop in the cliff.

A few of his friends also came over, but instead stayed behind me, making this situation just a bit more troublesome than I had initially expected.

I gathered the information around me and decided the best course of action… was to be quick and thorough, letting nobody escape no matter how desperately bad they were at fighting.

"Come on, speak up. What's wrong-?"

[Miasma Infused Presence]

Suddenly, three pikes of black and dusty aura erupted from my back, killing the three soldiers behind me, but as they flopped down onto their wounds, the man in front of me was puzzled.

"I was a bit suspicious before… but it seems you all can't see miasma… humans or mortals on earth can't see miasma," I smiled, turning to the see man's face slowly warp into that of fear as he saw three large pools of blood gather beneath his friends.

"Y-You demon… stay back… s-stay back," He stuttered, unsheathing his sword and waving his weapon at me desperately.

"How'd you know," I cackled before stepping forward and lashing out a foot which pushed him back, sending him flying off the cliff.

The pikes extending from my body were soon sucked back in as now it was finally confirmed that nobody could do such things… meaning I could actually become some kind of god if I wanted to stay here forever.

There is no time limit to a teacher's quest, and the reward stays the same no matter what… so if I wanted to, I could pretty much change the course of the future if I wanted to…

"There's the possibility that these events happen in a bubble separate from the real timeline in history… but everything in the first teacher quest had been passed down just like in real life… almost like I can't avoid how these things end,"

I was completely in the palm of the gods as they controlled from every event that I participated in, to every movement and twitch of my muscles which I had thought I calculated.

"Goddammit…" I gritted my teeth before chucking the dead bodies over the cliff and gathering the sprayed and spilled blood into an orb of concentrated and hardened blood magic.

I swallowed it like a pill, feeling its thick outer shell nearly get stuck in my throat as I attempted to force it down.

"Yuck…" I cringed as even though this was my skill, blood tasted no different to me than what it was like as a human--metallic, disgusting, and bitter.

I made my way back to the medical tent, where I found the healer once again, and seeing how I was sweating profusely and holding the wound on my shoulder, she quickly escorted me back to the same bed.

"Hey… do you believe in demons?" I suddenly had the urge to ask the woman since knowing the beliefs of these people might be useful if I ever got caught.

"I didn't… until a few weeks ago," She shivered, her eyes lingering towards a large man who stepped through the curtains of the tent. "If there are demons in this world… then he is the king of hell,"

"I can't disagree there," I lightly chuckled.

…

The next morning, I found myself in Lu Bu's office, standing right before his desk while he almost waited to judge me for something.

A few thoughts flowed through my mind, but there was no way he had evidence, even if he did see it happen… although I have a feeling he doesn't need evidence to execute somebody he wants to kill.

"We will be heading off again and moving our way up the trading route. There is a large trading town that we must control in order to crush every one of our enemies because once we control their materials, we control their army. What use is there in having a large army when you have no armor to shield them with, no swords or spears to arm them with?"

"Am I allowed to ask why I am here then?"

"Because you will be right beside me. You're an interesting young talent, but that's not why I'm intrigued by you… I want to see you fight more because I have a feeling we may be alike," The flying general smiled, and I couldn't but shiver before nodding my head, unable to respond verbally.

What is this guy planning to do with me…