Kaser People Suited to Be Warriors

The Kasai system, the flagship of the 8th Legion, the Blade.

Thierry Viera stood before the star chart table, gazing at the magnified Kasai primary star.

A buzzing sound came from the Communication Bead in his ear. Thierry pressed the rune, and the slightly magnetic voice of the Vox Master entered his ears.

"My lord, the Auger Matrix Master reports that the scan shows there are forty-eight cities on the main planet Kasai."

"This world possesses relatively weak orbital defenses, and airdrop losses are expected to be low."

"Our goal is to make them pledge allegiance to His Majesty the Monarch; it will be the world of recruitment for the Chapter," said the Knight Lord.

"Activate the maximum power Sonic Array matrix to broadcast across all channels and in multiple languages, covering the entire planet."

"Yes, sir," the Vox Master replied. A dial tone sounded on the random communication channel, and a dozen seconds later, his voice rang out again, "Standard propaganda procedure initiated."

The 8th Legion Fleet was arrayed in orbit around Kasai.

Four hours later, Thierry's Communicator rang again.

After he connected, the voice of the Vox Master came through.

"My lord, the Kaser Noble Alliance, having confirmed that we are fellow human beings, has agreed to pledge allegiance to Your the Monarch."

"They have lowered their orbital defenses and invite you to the surface."

After Robin's death, his successor First Company Captain, Bukau, warned, "They know they can't resist the fleet."

"Inviting you to the surface might be a trap."

"It's more likely that these nobles are still weighing their options," Thierry said, his eyes deep. "If we can demonstrate our strength, they will be truly convinced."

"If they think there's still a chance, they might have other ideas."

"Assemble the guards and follow me to the surface."

He looked at Bukau, whose face was filled with worry. "Your company, prepare for the airdrop."

"If the Kaser People make any unusual moves, airdrop support."

After the Stormbird landed on the tarmac, Thierry stepped off the deck and looked at the waiting nobles from Kaser and the surrounding guards. His dark eyes narrowed.

Regardless of gender, the Kaser People are all around two meters tall, even taller than the Vostonians are among the taller human populations.

The nobles were taller and more slender, all exceeding two meters in height.

The Kaser People were not as robust as the Catachan Auxilia; their physiques were more balanced.

Every Kaser People carried a longsword at his waist, and the nobles' scabbards were exquisitely crafted.

The Shadow of Order, with the eyes of a "Weapon Master," scrutinized the Kaser People and formed an initial impression in his mind.

Judging solely by their innate physical attributes, they are well-suited to be Warrior.

Furthermore, given my lord's exceptional swordsmanship, it is even more suitable.

As Thierry pondered, a tall man wearing bronze armor and a fur-trimmed cloak with fringes stepped out from the noble procession.

Thierry understood what he was saying in Kaser through the translator provided by the Tech Sergeant.

"Mika Wright, on behalf of the Kaser People, welcomes you."

As Wright was being translated by the Tech Sergeant, he sized up the black-armored Warrior in front of him. It was the first time he had seen a giant even taller than the Kaser People.

Its enormous body contains terrifying power.

[Astartes... terrifying Warrior...]

Thierry frowned as he watched the waiter, who was braiding his silver hair with beads, lead a horse up to him.

Tell him that the horse is unable to carry my body.

After hearing what the Tech Sergeant relayed, Wright smiled and said:

"Kasai's horses are no ordinary horses; they are bred for true knights and can carry any weight."

"But they are unruly; only a true knight can tame them."

After hearing the Tech Sergeant's translation, Thierry looked at the horses in front of him. The horses were similar in size to the giant wolves from Fenris that the 7th Legion kept.

Their fur was deep red, as if it were soaked in blood.

If the horse can truly carry my body, then Wright's "unruly" behavior might be a test of me.

[To test my ability to tame a wild horse.]

With that thought in mind, Thierry walked to the horse, removed his gauntlets, and placed his large hand on the horse.

His Brainy Cat bared its teeth at the crimson-coated horse.

Thierry leaped onto the horse's back, and the horse reared up, neighing as if trying to throw the giant off.

But Thierry's body was as steady as a mountain. He squeezed his legs together and the horse's hooves touched the ground.

Wright observed that no matter how much the spirited horse struggled, Thierry remained seated on its back, and after a dozen or so steps, he stopped struggling.

The nobles of Kaser were filled with admiration when they saw the black-armored giant tame the wild horse so quickly.

They mounted their horses and rode off.

The guards marched in unison, following behind their lord.

Along the way, the Knight Lord observed every Kaser People he saw.

They were all tall and wore swords at their waists.

After walking nearly a kilometer, he saw a stone platform where two men dressed in leather combat suits were fighting with swords that were a meter and a half long.

The Kaser People seem to resolve their conflicts through sword fights.

The "Weapon Master" watched the two men. One of them held his sword level, deflected the attack, then crouched down from his right side before leaping up and launching a swift attack on his opponent.

By ordinary standards, their swordsmanship was quite good; their attacks were swift and their swordsmanship exquisite, few among the Vostonians could match them.

A moment later, the horses stopped in front of a bright marble palace.

After Thierry dismounted, he was led into the palace by Wright.

As the banquet began, Thierry, after putting several pieces of tender steak into his mouth with a silver fork, said to Wright:

"I noticed that the Kaser People are all tall and slender, and they carry swords. Are you all skilled in swordsmanship?"

After the Tech Sergeant relayed Thierry's words, he then translated Wright's words.

"Every Kaser People is an excellent swordsman, and every nobleman must earn the title of master swordsman."

"Only as the chief swordsman can I represent all the Kaser People."

"I am also renowned in the Legion for my swordsmanship," Thierry, the foremost swordsman below the Primarch in the "Shadow of Order," extended the invitation.

"Why don't we have a swordsmanship contest to improve our mutual understanding?"

Thierry wanted to witness the swordsmanship praised by the Black Emperor by dueling with the chief swordsman of Kaser, and also to take this opportunity to demonstrate his strength, defeat the pinnacle in the hearts of the Kaser People, and thus completely subdue them.

"Alright." Wright stroked his longsword and readily agreed. As the chief swordsman of Kaser, he was confident in himself.

Even when facing giants, he was confident he could win through skill.

When the Kaser People heard that Wright had accepted Thierry's challenge, they all believed that the swordsman would defeat the outsider, just as he had defeated countless challengers in the past.

Thierry's attendants removed his Power Armor and dressed him in a black, form-fitting robe.

Since it's a sword duel, he won't rely on his Power Armor.

This sword duel was both a personal experience of the Elvira Swordsmanship praised by the Primarch and an act of subduing the Kaser People.

There is no better way to win the respect of the Kaser People than by winning a sword duel.

Upon hearing the news that the chief swordsman was fighting the leader of the foreign black-armored Warrior, the Kaser People gathered below the great arena.

Thierry, having removed his Power Armor, walked toward the arena surrounded by his guards. He was much taller than the Shadow of Order clad in black armor behind him.

After being promoted to "Weapon Master", his size increased further, and his Power Armor was completely replaced.

His physique was also the largest and most robust among those of the Primarch.

Before the duel began, they were all talking amongst themselves.

"Tell me, Master Wright, how many moves do you think it would take to defeat your opponent?"

"When Master Wright last accepted a challenge from another swordsman, he defeated his opponent with just five swift attacks."

"I was fortunate enough to witness that battle. Although it ended in the blink of an eye, Master Wright's swordsmanship remains etched in my mind."

"Although the outsider is exceptionally tall and strong, his swordsmanship is certainly inferior to Master Wright's. Master Wright will win in at most ten attacks."

"..."

On the grand arena, Thierry drew his Power Sword, pressed the Runic Rune, and the blade gleamed with blue light.

He looked at Wright, and the master swordsman Kaser ground some powder to give the blade a matte finish.

As he turned his wrist, the sword reflected a few glints of light.

Wright gripped the hilt of his sword, which was wrapped in braided rope. His blade was slightly longer than those of the Kaser People, with a length of one and a half meters.

He stroked the sword, channeling energy into it.

Thierry's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself: [Psionic Energy! Wright's swordsmanship combined with Psionic Energy?]

The Shadow of Order keenly sensed that as Psionic Energy flowed into the sword, Wright and the blade became one.

After bowing to each other, they walked towards each other without speaking because of the language barrier.

Wright met Thierry's dark eyes as if they were solid basalt. He took a deep breath and launched the first attack.

The energy-filled blade traced an "8" shape in the air as the Ian Sword, passed down through nine generations of the Wright family, collided with the Power Blade.