Mobilizing a corps was not something that could be done overnight, but the railway system allowed soldiers to reach the forward staging area very quickly.
As an officer who had once possessed considerable military expertise, Mulan needed to reach the border between Dierjia and Kingsbia as soon as possible now that he was a corps commander.
Mulan also understood how unusual this war would be. Some of the orthodox Supernatural Beings from the Black Castle would naturally accompany the army, but he needed more help as well.
Yes, he had only one corps. Yes, he would face many unknowns. But Mulan could not afford to lose.
That evening, a notice was posted outside the Black Castle's main teaching building. Many students who habitually came to check the next day's classes stopped to read it. They had finally gotten the announcement from Professor Jonester they had been waiting for, but it was not about an open lecture.
"An emergency has arisen in the Kingsbia region, with an extremely high threat level. Students applying to accompany the army must report to Black Square for screening before five tomorrow morning. This is an official military operation involving considerable danger. Only senior students may apply."
One student read the entire notice aloud, while many of those nearby whispered among themselves.
However delicately the notice had been worded, everyone knew what was coming.
War!
Many students felt a little frightened, but even more were already growing excited. Some could hardly wait to reach the battlefield. Only there could they cast aside the school's rules and unleash their current power without restraint.
Moreover, for aspiring Supernatural Beings, the experience of a real war—of genuine blood and fire, perhaps even a brush with death—would greatly benefit their Formative Worlds.
"Handel, are you going?"
A companion beside him