The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 548- Plans

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Previously on The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World...
Delicia successfully resonated with the Hammer of Resolve, lifting it an inch off the ground despite immense resistance, shocking the onlookers including the Holy Knights. Exhausted beyond her limits, she collapsed into Commander Reinhardt's arms just before losing consciousness. Awakening in the infirmary, she discussed the hammer's weapon spirit and requirements with Reinhardt, who praised her achievement and affirmed her resolve. As her teammates rushed in with concern and excitement, Delicia felt deeply touched by their support, realizing she was no longer alone.

Having placed Delicia in the infirmary and directly ordering her to rest for the entire day, Reinhardt made his way back to the mansion.

Standing at the entrance, Anastasia awaited his arrival.

"You’re back, Master," she uttered, lowering her head in a bow.

Reinhardt gave a nod.

"I’ll head to my office." With those words, he proceeded inside.

Anastasia kept her head bowed just a bit, remaining in her spot. Once she confirmed he had left, she gradually approached the exact position he had occupied moments before and drew in a deep breath of the aroma that still hung in the air.

This! She soon discerned that it wasn't from the cologne he typically used, nor from any cleaning item in the household.

The fragrance belonged to a woman.

"...Delicia?" Anastasia whispered.

Her keen feminine intuition assured her that her guess was spot on.

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Within the mansion, Reinhardt discovered Melissa already present in his office.

During his time away, she had gone through various papers and arranged them by importance right on his desk, making his workload much easier.

Critical files sat on the left side, items needing his approval occupied the middle, and Melissa’s own notes were attached to numerous sheets.

Her efficiency remained unmatched as always.

"Lord Reinhardt, you were absent the whole night," Melissa remarked softly.

"An emergency arose."

"As these things often do."

She walked over to his desk in her alluring secretary outfit, sliding the papers closer.

"I’ve examined all of it while you were out. These issues can be handled today. These others can hold off until week’s end. And these," she pointed to a slimmer pile, "will surely cause you frustration."

"You’re a true savior."

Reinhardt let out a gentle laugh.

One key factor allowing him to manage his duties as Snowpoint City’s rapidly growing Governor stemmed from his outstanding secretary.

Not just her tasks, but her very being in the office turned the dull routine into something thrilling.

And thus, the days flew by in a haze.

In the mornings, he focused entirely on bolstering his knights’ abilities.

Reinhardt pushed the members of his order to their limits without mercy.

They drilled synchronization exercises, secondary Core development, weapon handling, and theories on summoning. Day after day, he intensified the regimen until their every muscle ached in protest.

Naturally, a program derived from [Heaven’s Memory] appeared brutally harsh and merciless; yet in truth, it was this regimen combined with his crafted elixirs that propelled the knights to new peaks.

The outcomes proved startling. Even the least capable among them started showing modest improvements.

Post-training, the remainder of his day went toward handling official matters. Conferences, requests from citizens, conflicts over commerce, plotting aristocrats, and greedy traders.

In the midst of that chaos, the evenings offered some solace if nothing else.

At times, Anastasia served him with perfect precision, sensing his desires before he expressed them. On other evenings, Melissa joined, her competence extending even to intimate moments.

Certain nights brought Karina emerging from the darkness, yearning for his solace. And occasionally, Zerina would slip through the window, pulling him from work when she felt he had overdone it.

One companion per evening.

It provided a serene, soothing release that melted away all his tensions.

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Two weeks afterward, in Reinhardt’s office.

Beams of sunlight streamed in through the high windows, casting a glow over the gleaming wooden floor.

Reinhardt sat at the grand oak desk, his fingers laced together. Opposite him, Vangeance stood rigidly, his posture erect with a hint of pride in his stance. Next to the knight was a girl with silver locks and a delicate, almost breakable build, though her gaze remained keen and alert, akin to a ready sword.

This girl was the exceptional genius, Silvia.

Reinhardt’s eyes paused momentarily on Vangeance, evaluating the advancements he had achieved lately. It resembled a blade maker inspecting his latest honed creation.

After some time, he inclined his head approvingly.

"On your prior request for a quest abroad, I’ve chosen to approve it. You’re free to set off immediately."

At those words, Vangeance’s gaze brightened with excitement.

Reinhardt went on. "You’ve shown impressive strides in the recent days. You’re close to securing the two essential techniques. Above all, you’ve fully comprehended the principles of [Divine Beast Summoning]. Keep up the practice, and you’ll call forth your divine beast eventually."

Such straightforward commendation from their leader made Vangeance beam inwardly. He stood taller, placing a hand over his heart.

"Boss, count on me! I’ll conquer [Divine Beast Summoning] whatever it takes!"

Reinhardt offered a subtle grin and a nod.

Just then, Melissa advanced from the sidelines, laying a file on the desk.

He glanced over it quickly—lists of gear, provisions, contingency items, and passage documents. All details checked out. These covered everything the young knight needed for his travels.

With his autograph and the official emblem of Snowpoint City’s Governor on this paper, Vangeance could traverse the city freely, even venturing beyond without hindrance at checkpoints.

Once he passed the file to the young knight, Reinhardt’s attention turned to the girl at his side.

"And you? What brings you here?"

Silvia snapped to attention and saluted crisply, her face grave. "Commander, I request to join Vangeance and support him during his ordeal."

Reinhardt arched an eyebrow faintly but stayed silent.

"Trials at level 7 in the Altar hold real perils. My support and battle knowledge could boost his odds of victory. Moreover, I’ve already grasped the core elements of [Divine Beast Summoning]. I’m now at the concluding phase, the contract creation."

This stemmed not from pride but from pure truth.

While fellow members, including the holy knights, progressed steadily toward [Divine Beast Summoning], Silvia had not only obtained the pair of core summoning skills and absorbed the theory but also stood one step from completing the Contract Formation, positioning her as the potential first knight to claim the [Divine Beast Summoning Skill].

The room grew quiet as Reinhardt pondered her statement.

Dispatching the impulsive Vangeance solo could prove risky. Yet pairing him with a composed prodigy like Silvia would ensure the trial’s triumph while sharpening her command skills.

After all, in the team with Kevin, Gwen, and the rest, Silvia clearly led as squad captain. Allowing both Vangeance and Silvia to venture out would polish them equally.

Though the Order’s drills were grueling, they occurred in a secure, supervised setting. Fine for calm periods, but Reinhardt sensed demons scheming in the shadows.

The emergence of three Heavenly Kings in Aetherion’s realm, the Queen’s revival exposing a Heavenly King’s role, and the hushed report of a hero’s dungeon demise concealed by Aetherion.

All signs heralded stormy days to come.

To achieve his long-term aims, fortifying his troops’ power was vital. What terrors might lurk in the unexplored Tainted Lands?

Letting these two face the expansive world beyond would instill urgency in the youths and refine them via real battles.

It wasn’t only Vangeance and Silvia; he intended to dispatch other standout knights and prodigies on external expeditions as well.

Reinhardt eased back a touch, his fingers drumming once on the wood.

Both knights tensed up.

"...Approved, Silvia. You’ll go with Vangeance. For you, this trip marks the last hurdle to sealing your contract. For Vangeance, it’ll forge his determination ahead of level 7."

His golden stare intensified.

"Beyond these walls, no mentors await. No protections exist. Just your decisions, your weapons, and your survival. View this not as a chance, but as a duty."

Outside, neither he nor the Order would back them; they’d depend solely on one another.

"Yes, Commander!"

"Yes, Boss!"

The pair responded together.

"Get ready. And come back in one piece."

With that, he dismissed the duo.

Once Vangeance and Silvia exited the office, Reinhardt focused on Melissa.

"Summon Eleanor. Gwen, Kevin..." He named the knights nearing mastery of the basics.

Melissa acknowledged promptly and acted with speed.

It required little time. Gradually, they assembled in Reinhardt’s office.

Eleanor entered first, clad simply yet radiating an inescapable stellar aura. Her regular team of Kevin, Gwen, Rolan, and Delicia arrived shortly, their looks filled with anticipation.

Trailing them were known figures, knights who endured Reinhardt’s fierce training and now teetered on the edge of breakthroughs. When all had gathered, Reinhardt stood from his chair.

"I’ll cut straight to it. I’m assigning you a fresh task. One that will sharpen your wits and physiques." As he spoke, he directed his gaze at the striking woman whose mere vibe captured everyone’s focus.

"Eleanor, you’re about to depart the city for a far-off filming location. Your director forwarded the details to me. The path stretches long, the sites are isolated, and your fame alone invites trouble. To let you perform freely, these knights will escort you."