ExSoldierLv99

After a long time in the darkness, a lost soul is transported to another world, and there the soul is given another chance and is reborn as a boy...

In a world of swords and magic, Zaos is given another chance after hearing an unknown voice asking him to protect someone. While he couldn't remember many things about his old life, he still decided to live his new as much as possible. Even though it looked like he was destined to do something, Zaos chose to follow his own path as much as possible.

He tried that... but it looked like the machinations of destiny won't give him much option. Weird things were happening in the kingdom he was born, and before he could imagine... Zaos was throw in the middle of a war in which some were trying to revive the god of the world, and others were trying to prevent it. Zaos will fight in this war while he also looks for the person he is supposed to protect.

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

The Guardians' Throne - The First Magic Swordsman

"Don't ask me," Verkan said. "We are in this bind because of your flash attacks."

"But you brought me here for them," Zaos frowned.

"Relax, I am joking," Verkan said. "Well, we can't retreat now. We are basically the core of our infantry. Can you hit them from here?"

"I don't know…" Zaos replied. "I never tried to hit a target so far away."

The enemy cavalry was five hundred meters away from them. It would be pretty impressive if Zaos's projectiles could cross that distance, never mention, hit them.

"Well, you should try. If anything, we need to make them think twice before dashing at us directly with their cavalry," Verkan said. "We defeated some of them yesterday, but only because they tried to protect their archers. In a direct confrontation, you and I can only do so much."

Sniping