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79Tue Southern Training Center (5)
The day the soldier recruitment notice was confirmed.
Henderson thought.
‘I want to be Roman Dmitry's man.’
Lawrence Square.
I couldn't forget what happened there..
Henderson and others were going about their daily lives when Roman Dmitry appeared, trampling on the peace..
People covered their mouths with their hands.
Ben Miles, a vicious criminal, was dragged by Roman's hair by his hair, blood dripping on the floor as he walked..
and.
Roman executed Ben Miles..
Dmitri said he could not forgive the Blood Fang who had sucked the blood of the people, so he willingly got blood on his hands..
At that look.
I fell completely in love with it..
Henderson, who was one of Lawrence's crowd, applied to be recruited as a private soldier..
‘Private soldiers don't need any special qualifications..’
It was a general idea.
It's not a great family, and it's Roman Dmitry's private army, so I didn't think the threshold would be high..
But why??
The reality faced by Henderson, who barely passed the test with pull-ups, was different..
Everyone was far from ordinary people..
Chris and Kevin were skilled in using auras, as shown in the Battle of Daejeon, and there were also veteran mercenaries like Lucas and Pookie..
There was only one person who could be called a perfect ordinary person: Henderson..
It must have been from then on..
While training.
Henderson was in despair..
‘……can i be of help here?’
first few weeks.
Henderson wandered..
As I watched the other soldiers following along with the training, I felt like this was not my place..
To be honest.
Unlike those with strong hearts who didn't even blink during a test where arrows were fired in front of their eyes, didn't he tremble as if he was going to urinate?.
My heart still races when I think of that time..
I felt like I was the only herbivore in a group full of wild beasts..
I thought about it seriously for a while..
at last.
Henderson went to see Chris and said.
“……I'm sorry, but I don't think I'm qualified to serve Roman Dmitri..”
It was a realistic decision.
For the majority, I believed this was right..
Chris asked.
“Why do you think so??”
“You know the reason, right? Unlike other soldiers, I am a beginner who does not know how to swing a sword properly. It doesn't keep up with the training, but it doesn't do anything special either. I have spent my entire life farming, but I think it was an arrogant decision for me to follow Roman Dmitry..”
“Are you saying you want to give up because your level is lower than others??”
“yes.”
If it was before I met Roman.
Chris would have agreed with Henderson..
however.
It was different now..
“When I first saw Kevin, he was just a kid with venom in his eyes. To be honest, I couldn't understand why someone as good as a lord would take in a young boy from the slums. But does Kevin still seem like such a weak person? no. In that short time, Kevin has grown into a warrior no one can ignore..”
“……Is that really true??”
“okay. The funny thing is, I feel the same way. When I first met my lord, I didn't know what to do, so I attacked him and lost all my front teeth. At that time, I was just a frog in a well. And just as the Kevin of the past and the Kevin of the present have changed, the past me and the present have also changed thanks to the teachings of my master. But what are you worried about? The lord decided that you were worthy of being accepted as a private soldier. You may be shabby now, but like Kevin and I experienced, you too have the potential to grow. Roman Dmitry. The master we serve is the one who has the ability to make that possible..”
Thump thump.
my heart was racing.
Kevin is a poisonous breed that everyone recognizes..
But even Kevin was nothing more than a slum boy before he met Roman..
‘Can I be like that too??’
I wasn't sure..
but.
As I listened to the previous examples, I felt my heart heating up..
“……To be honest, I don't trust myself. As a former farmer, I can't even imagine becoming as strong as others, but like Chris said, I will trust my lord's insight. It must mean that there was a good reason why he chose me out of so many applicants. I will focus on training again. And from now on, you won't have to look for Chris for anything like that..”
that day.
Henderson had a different opinion..
And from then on.
Henderson's life began to change..
* * *
last few months.
Henderson devoted himself to training.
In order not to be embarrassed as a Roman person.
Even if you vomit after training every day, even if you faint during training,.
Henderson trained hard to catch up with his colleagues, and was eventually able to create the body he has today..
so that.
1Looking at other soldiers who had had years to prepare, Henderson raised his voice..
“What on earth do you think about war? When you fall to the border between life and death, where you can only survive by killing others, are you going to say that you can't fight because the period of preparation for war was short? Pathetic bastards. One year is enough time to start farming and harvest. You've lived a carefree life for so long, and now you're making pathetic excuses like you didn't have enough time or that you had no choice because you were a conscript soldier..”
When the war starts.
I had to protect my own life.
Even if you were drafted into the military, you can at least make a difference depending on how much effort you put in..
however.
What about the soldiers of other nobles??
They don't even have the minimum qualifications.
Seeing the soldiers still complaining about him, Henderson laughed and said,.
“1Today's training may have been difficult for those of you who have lived without thinking for years. by the way. If we know that the present is lacking, isn't the normal reaction to try to catch up rather than complaining to us? why. You're asking us to be on the same level as you.?”
Roman said.
This time on the southern front.
Prepare for war.
Roman's soldiers, including Henderson, participated in training that felt like real combat, and although it cannot be said to be perfect, they were still prepared to accept war whenever it broke out..
That's why I couldn't understand the other soldiers' reactions even more..
Even though they were in the same space, they were pathetically optimistic about reality..
Henderson's words were offensive.
soldiers of different nobles.
they kept quiet.
They had nothing to say about the fact that Henderson's preparation period was less than half a year..
“Jerk the.”
Henderson taking a step.
Even after going through today's events, they will not change, but Henderson will continue to train passionately tomorrow and the day after..
Roman Dmitry.
Because it is the lord’s will.
Roman soldiers have already started a war in their hearts..
* * *
training continued.
extreme physical training.
Even though the intensity was increasing day by day, Roman's soldiers gritted their teeth and continued training until the end..
The gap with other soldiers was severe..
Is it because my pride was hurt by the overwhelming difference?.
The nobles who were watching the training complained..
“I don't know why they go overboard like that..”
“That's right. I don't know if this is the Western Front where battles take place all the time, but isn't the Southern Front far from war? Anyway, it seems like our kids are the only ones suffering because of guys like that..”
“If you are born shallow, you tend to lose your energy in meaningless places. If we don't do something like that, where will the Dmitry family be recognized??”
“That's right, hahaha!”
They openly mocked Roman..
It was the same.
The Southern Training Center is famous as a place for two-year vacations in the world of nobles, so why on earth do they train here so suddenly?.
I would understand if it were a western training camp..
It is said that if you perform well there, you will be rewarded accordingly, but the Southern Training Center does not force nobles to train in the first place..
under the scorching sun.
Roman’s face turned red..
When I saw him training with the soldiers, I couldn't help but feel foolish..
Among the nobles in the shadows.
There was also Henry Albert.
Unlike the nobles who mocked Roman, the more he saw Roman, the more worried he became..
‘……How on earth are you supposed to win the heart of a guy like that??’
really.
He was an unusual person.
If he was interested in pleasures like other nobles, that would at least spark a conversation, but he is a guy who wastes his time training on the southern front..
My thoughts were different from my own in the first place..
To be honest, if it weren't for the orders of my uncle, Viscount Bale, I would have been having fun with the other nobles..
but.
I couldn't do that..
The thought of being assigned to the same unit as that guy from now on made me feel like my head was hurting..
‘No, do you have a safety intolerance? If you come to the southern training center, it would be great to chat with fellow nobles and build friendships. Anyway, people from commoner backgrounds don't know how to relax. Eh, I don’t know either. it will work out somehow.’
I lay down in the shade.
the sun was hot.
He could hear soldiers shouting slogans in the distance, but he closed his eyes in the coolness of the shade..
After a short sleep.
Maybe this boring training is over.
* * *
that time.
Southern Front's 1st Defense Line.
Above the high walls, Cairo's soldiers kept an eye on the border..
“Ugh, I'm tired..”
“what happened yesterday?”
“Don't even talk. I was playing cards all night with the guys in my second squad, so I only got two hours of sleep..”
The soldier showed a tired face..
He didn't look at the border properly..
After quickly checking to see if anyone was under the castle wall, he took out the canteen hanging from his waist and opened the lid..
Chak.
The smell of alcohol irritates the tip of the nose.
The soldier next to me asked in surprise..
“Surely you brought alcohol??”
“No way. Is it common for a day or two to bring alcohol in a canteen? You need to let go of your old-fashioned side. What's the point of having a few drinks in a place where no one will come anyway? And actually, this is good for work efficiency. Rather than being sleepy and unable to check the border properly, it's better to drink a little to come to your senses..”
“but…….”
“If you're not going to drink it, don't drink it. I'm the only one drinking, okay?.”
gulp.
The soldier took a sip of alcohol..
Irritating feeling traveling down the esophagus.
Seeing the soldier exclaiming with exclamation, the soldier working with him couldn't hold back his desire..
“Just one bite too.”
“Well then.”
southern front.
It was a common sight there..
The long period of peace gave birth to a sense of complacency, and no major problems arose during this many years of service..
however.
they didn't see.
A wooded area on the border.
The fact that while drinking, the place was visibly excited..
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