Chapter 804: Final Training (1)
The morning after their night lessons, the students gathered at the campgrounds as instructed.
Through the miracles of modern healing, their wounds were completely gone, though I couldnt say the same for their psyche. A quick look later and I could have sworn that they had just walked out of a carriage crash.
A complete wreck
On the other hand, some of them were just raring to have a go at someone. Then, finally, there were those who were just pissed, like they were owed a million gold coins.
You could almost say that this was the whole three stages of grief right there.
Gather up! By now, Ansom had fully assimilated into his role as my adjutant.
Hearing his command, even the dissatisfied students jogged over to form up.
Upon arrival, they found a group of robed men gathered by the side. Their curiosity was piqued, but hours of harsh training had conditioned them not to ask for the time being.
Morning, Instructor! Ansom led the students in greeting.
Morning, Instructor!
Mhm, morning, everyone. I nodded curtly. But by the time I was done, I could sense that some of them were still dissatisfied with yesterdays treatment, they just werent saying it out loud.
Hey, I mean better a lesson learnt than a life lost, am I right? At least they wont think they are all-powerful just because they can pilot some magitek armors. After all, they are still newbies, just more powerful ones.
I know some of you might not be happy, but this will be the last day Im training you before you will be sent to the battlefield. On the battlefield, there is no telling when the enemy will strike and where I paused at that point and looked around. Some of them were finally getting the point. How can you hope to survive on the battlefield without at least this level of mindfulness? What happens if you get ambushed in your sleep again? Im sure you can tell already.
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