Misty World: Start with SSS skill



Ratyous's words were ordinary, but Rafos could hear the threat lurking in them.

Although Rafos was very angry, he did not want to die right now.

"Even if I go to that ruin, it is unlikely that I will be the one who can get that coffin. You also said that this time with the Pope's son at the helm, he would surely try to do his best for the sanctuary."

"Don't worry…" Ratyous didn't care about the Pope's son, Sarinba, he just smiled and said: "You just go there, and I'll take care of the rest."

Rafos could only sigh when he heard that, he had no other choice. Refuse? If he dared to speak, Ratyous would kill him immediately.

Rafos of course knew very well what kind of person Ratyous was.

"Good… you want the army, right?" After saying that, Ratyous took out a small round jewel.

"This is Shareny's Royal Seal, with it you can command the royal army. You can bring any member of the army you like."

At this point, Rafos was able to move, he reached out to take the jewel that Ratylous gave him, and he felt that this was a little hard to believe.

"It's hard to believe, isn't it?" Ratyous said with a smile, "You can't believe that the person you hate the most would give you full control of the army, right?"

Rafos made no secret of this, as he nodded.

"Hahaha… compared to ruling this world, this kingdom's army is like a grain of sand in the desert. What I want is much more than this, much more terrible than this…"

"Rafos, you may not be able to understand what I am saying right now. Wait until I stand at the top of this world, then you will understand."

Rafos clutched the jewel in his hand, his heart filled with anger.

Ratylous blatantly despised him, he saw Rafos as an ant, not worth worrying about. No matter how much power that ant possessed, it was still just an ant.

Ratylous patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Yes, be angry, burn like a torch. Hatred will make you stronger."

After saying this, Ratyous left, before leaving, he did not forget to say: "You can come to this room at any time, of course, when you come here you don't need to ask for my permission. Ah! Remember that you must not let anyone know of the existence of this room."

"If not…."

Although Ratyous didn't say anything, Rafos knew how dire the consequences would be if he revealed the existence of this room.

After Ratylous left, Rafos plopped on the ground, and furiously gritted his teeth that they almost bled.

"Damn it! Why am I so weak?!"

"You want power?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, startling him: "Who? Who is speaking?!"

No one answered him. Rafos stood up and looked around, he frowned because he was supposed to be the only one in this place, since Ratylous had long since left.

He listened silently but didn't hear anything. It seemed that the voice right now was just his hallucination.

Rafos shook his head, then got up to leave.

…

Military area. Although this place was an area for the royal army, it was no different from a palace, as it was extremely luxurious and splendid.

The palace was divided into several floors, the higher the floor, the stronger the inhabitants, and the higher the position.

Inside the rooms of the palace, the royal soldiers lived like aristocrats. They even lived with their wives in this palace.

Of course there were many people who didn't have just one wife.

Rafos saw this scene and frowned, he inwardly scolded the royal soldiers for living in a very happy environment.

In this environment, how could they fight?

Rafos angrily went straight to the top floor, which was the residence of the Captain of the Royal Army, Sharole.

As soon as the door opened, he felt that this place was not an office but a miniature palace.

That's right, this room was more than 500 square meters, inside the room were several  extremely luxurious furniture, used for enjoyment.

Rafos felt extremely uncomfortable. He was upset not because this place was more like a resort than a military barracks.

He was upset because the treatment of these people was better than his.

That's right, he and the rest of the gang of assassins secretly trained by Ratylous lived in  a harsh environment.

They didn't even have a bed to sleep in, or a house to live in. They could only hide in damp and musty caves to rest.

During the training process, if anyone was not careful, they would be killed. The dead body would then be hung to remind the rest not to be lazy.

Yet… this place was too lavish and wasteful.

At this time, a man dressed like a European noble in the Middle Ages came out, holding two pretty girls in his arms.

That man was about 170cm tall, he had a square face, black hair, and a muscular body.

"Oh! You're Rafos, aren't you?"

Rafos frowned upon hearing that, this was the first time he had heard someone call him by his real name. But maybe after his father learned his real name he had to adapt to this.

"Yes, are you Sharole?"

"Hahaha… it's me."

"Can we talk privately?" Rafos was still talking very seriously.

Sharole waved his hand, and let the other two women leave, then walked over to the leather sofa and plopped down on it.

"How are you? What 's up?"

Even though Rafos knew his father might have been in contact with these people, he still took the gem out and held it up in front of Sharole.

"From now on, I am the master of the royal army, and you must obey my orders."

Sharole saw the jewel and he did not show any expression, he just shrugged his shoulders and said: "So… what do you want? You want to send the troops to fight the mixed-bloods or some kingdom?"

"I must say first, if the time is too long, I will not join the war. I don't want to be outside the kingdom for too long, it doesn't feel safe."

Rafos frowned and said, "You are the royal army, have you never been stationed outside the Kingdom?"

"Stationed outside the kingdom?!" Sharole laughed scornfully at that: "Hahahaha… you are so naive."

"Rafos, look at me, I am a noble, not a commoner. Only the army of civilians are stationed outside the Kingdom."

"We are the Royal Army, the Royal Army would never do such lowly things."

"You say I have to go out into the kingdom, pitch a tent in the mist and sleep on the ground? Hahahaha… are you kidding me?"

Rafos was puzzled because this was his first contact with the royal army.

In fact, Rafos and his army of assassins were specially trained and separate from the other armies because they were Ratylous' secret army.

However, after the missions that this army of assassins performed, everyone rightly guessed that Ratyous had a secret army.

Therefore, the new army of assassins was exposed.

However, despite being exposed, they still operated independently, without affiliating or communicating with other armies, especially the royal army.

So Rafos did not know how the other armies operated or trained.

"So… if war breaks out, what will you do?"

Sharole sneered: "What do you want us to do? We are nobles… do you understand that? A noble can't risk his life against commoners."

"We will of course lead the other armies, to let them fight."

"What about you?" Rafos asked.

"Of course I will be in a safe place commanding the army to fight. Don't you understand what I'm saying? I am a noble, why would a noble risk his life on the battlefield?"

"My brain is active enough. So I will use my brain to control the army, and win every battle."

"Is this your first contact with the military? I feel like you're like a dwarf who just came out of a mine after 1,000 years of mining."

Rafos sighed, he shook his head and said: "Is that how you fight? Have you ever won any battles?"

Sharole smiled scornfully, and pointed at the opposite wall. Rafos followed his arm and saw many skulls hanging above them like templates.

"Can you see clearly? Those are the heads of those I have defeated. That is the head of the High Orc clan leader, that is the head of the Beast clan, that is…"

Rafos saw the pile of skulls hanging on the wall with only bones left in surprise. He didn't think that Sharole had defeated so many enemies.

"Can you see it? That's why it's better for me to be behind the army, because I was born to command those lowly people."

Sharole said while smiling scornfully. After all, with such feats, he had the right to be arrogant.

"Now… any more questions?"

Rafos shook his head: "No! So… I want to attack a kingdom, it's just that right now I don't know where that Kingdom is..."

Sharole raised his hand to signal Rafos to be quiet, he frowned and asked: "Is it an ancient kingdom?"

"No! It's Probably a high-ranking kingdom." Rafos said. Anyway he had investigated, and the ancient kingdoms didn't have anyone named Void Lord.

Rafos was also very arrogant, which is why he believed that his intelligence was not wrong.

So… he thought that it was a high level kingdom. Anyway, it's normal for a high level kingdom to have a level 99 king or be able to defeat Siluop.

Sometimes, a person possessing tremendous power can also establish a new kingdom. The kingdom might be new but the power of the king was not low.

Sharole shrugged and smiled, "Hahahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?"

"I am not! I just find it a little funny. Why would a high-ranking kingdom make it difficult for an army of secret assassins like you."

Rafos heard Sharole's words that were filled with contempt and sarcasm. He frowned and said, "His kingdom is weak, but that doesn't mean that the king of that kingdom is weak. Do you understand that?"

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