Mage Veigar

Chapter 66 Awe and Fear

"4, 4th level professional trainee?"

Sieglin almost exclaimed.

Although he admitted that there were many geniuses in this world, a level 10 apprentice who was around 4 years old was a little too shocking.

10 years old is the minimum standard for awakening magic.

The awakening of magic power is different from the awakening of the magician's spiritual power, which can directly skip countless levels. The constant point is that the level of magic power must start from the 1st level apprentice.

The speculation that Vega was a level 3 apprentice professional had exceeded the limits of his imagination.

But this child in front of him, who is about 10 years old, actually jumped from a level 1 apprentice to a level 4 apprentice in less than a year after awakening his magic power. Is this a biographical novel about a bard?
Even epic myths wouldn’t dare to be written like this!
At this moment, Sieglin finally figured out one thing. Perhaps the young Lieutenant Vega did not rely on any connections to get to the top, but was chosen entirely because of his own strength and talent.

Facing such an opponent, do we still need to continue fighting?

Sieglin smiled bitterly and slowly raised his hands, ready to surrender.

The first is of course that there is no need to continue fighting due to the crushing level. The second is that Vega's bright future is destined to be on a different level from his. Instead of creating such an enemy, it is better to admit his mistakes and surrender now so that the war can be turned into peace.

Got this figured out.

Sieglin raised his hands and slowly said, "I, vote..."

"Don't be ridiculous."

Vega's childish but powerful voice pierced his eardrums: "In the dictionary of the imperial soldiers, there is no word for surrender. Do not tarnish the uniform that symbolizes the glory of the empire!"

The surrendered hands froze in mid-air.

Sieglin looked around in confusion and found that hundreds of eyes were looking at him. If he really raised his hands to surrender at this moment, he would probably become a laughing stock in the army the next day, and the title of shame would surely fall on his head.

This sentence is indeed poisonous.

Sieglin looked at Vega, whose height was only up to his waist, and could not believe that a little kid could casually throw the justice of the empire at him, putting him in a dilemma.

Go ahead, he can't beat Veigar.

If he retreats, he will be ruined.

He gritted his teeth and gripped the dagger again. Vega's intention was very clear. He wanted to get away with it after finding trouble. There was no such easy thing in the world. It seemed that he could not escape this lesson.

The battle started again, but there was no suspense.

One was a level 4 apprentice, and the other was a level 3 apprentice who had no intention of fighting. In the end, Sieglin didn't even last 10 minutes before he was beaten up by Vega, and both he and Larba fell into a coma.

Wow.

When Sieglin fell to the ground, there was a burst of exclamations at the scene.

The content was nothing more than marveling at Vega's strength. Although ordinary soldiers didn't know much about the professional levels, with the body of a young child, he defeated the two professional officers of their 4th Regiment by fighting one against two without suffering any damage. This made everyone put Vega on the list of people who must not be provoked, and even everyone's eyes on Vega's company were no longer the same.

Seeing the big from the small.

If Vega’s troops were previously considered boy scouts, they are now probably considered a scourge.

Since Vega, as the commander of the 232nd Company, is so powerful, how could his troops be so bad? For the first time, the soldiers present felt awe for the core troops.

Feel the attention of everyone.

The soldiers of the 232nd Company all puffed out their chests. They were proud to have a leader like Vega, and they also felt a strong sense of belonging to being part of the core force.

To establish your authority, you must do it in a comprehensive way.

After giving everyone a warning, Vega turned his attention back to the fat man who was the head of the logistics team.

Keep your word.

Since he had said that in front of everyone present, he should finish it properly. Otherwise, if he set a precedent, his subordinates and others would regard him as an officer who was easy to talk to.

Vega walked towards the head of the logistics team with crisp steps.

The dagger in his hand was as cold as snow, just enough to reflect the sunlight that broke through the clouds onto the face of Gruxiu, the leader of the logistics team.

The strong light made him squint.

In this trance, he vaguely saw an "angel" walking towards him.

He has a 'cute' face, a petite body, and... a smile that is brighter than the sun.

flutter.

A cold light flashed, and he felt a sharp pain in his right hand. His thumb was separated from his body, just like an autumn leaf affected by gravity and finally fell to the ground.

pain.

The severe pain made him open his mouth involuntarily and want to scream.

But that's it.

The scorching sunlight had disappeared, and he finally saw Vega's childish face and... the gesture of silence.

"How can the iron-blooded soldiers of the empire cry out in pain?"

When did the Empire stipulate that soldiers could not cry out in pain?

But even with this unreasonable request, which even went against human physiological instincts, Gruxiu actually held back his cries. He was already extremely frightened in his heart.

If there are demons in this world.

Then the little boy in front of him, dressed in the skin of an 'angel', must be a living devil, at least... that's what Gruxiu thought. If possible, he hoped that he would never meet him again in this life, no, forever.

Wow.

at the same time.

The soldiers watching the excitement around all took a step back.

If Vega's terrifying strength made people feel awe before, then now his cruel means have turned awe into fear. Awe is on the surface, while fear seeps into the heart.

Veigar didn't want awe.

Because awe will not be remembered in people's hearts, once time passes, it will be forgotten.

Fear is different from awe.

Fear is something that accompanies you throughout your life. Even if you think you have forgotten it, the next time you are reminded of it at a certain time or place, your soul will escape your reason and tremble again.

Veigar did it.

He merely made a gesture to keep quiet, but Grush's basic physiology was already controlled by him.

This is fear.

He smiled and looked around.

Everyone who caught his gaze subconsciously retracted their fingers and even became evasive in their looks.

Although I only served here for 15 days.

But Vega knew that no one dared to hold him back anymore. Even when he left the 4th Regiment, the soldiers present today would still be dominated by fear. If one day they came to a head-on confrontation, these soldiers might not even have the courage to pick up their weapons and fight.

(End of this chapter)