The next day, early in the morning, as the sun rose, a loud horn blast sounded.

This scene reminded Liens of his days in the Training Camp, where people were also woken by horn blasts.

However, at the Training Camp, the horns would start blowing before dawn.

"Ugh… you're up so early, Heier."

"But what are you doing with that sword?"

Gars yawned as he greeted Liens, then looked at him, puzzled, as Liens was swinging a longsword.

"I'm used to getting up early."

"Didn't I tell you before? I used to be an odd-job laborer without a fixed job; to join the army more smoothly, I even specifically registered as an Adventurer."

"Since I don't know any swordsmanship, I thought I'd just play around with the sword after getting up."

Liens had anticipated this situation, so he casually found an excuse to brush Gars off.

As usual, Liens also got up and started practicing his sword before it was fully light.

For yesterday's instance, during the day, he went to the Pello Family to practice swordsmanship with that 'Fierce Knight'; in the evening, after the Pello Family matter had exceeded 24 hours, he went to test the strength of the Adventurers' Association.

When Liens walked into the Adventurers' Association's station, preparing to kill someone to test the association's reaction.

Suddenly, his intuition told him that he would die as soon as he made a move…

Liens trusted his intuition, so he didn't hesitate to make a move.

He just wanted to see how the Adventurers' Association would kill him.

Liens instantly drew his sword, the longsword directly slashing towards a "lucky fellow" beside him, and just as he was about to kill that person…

He died.

Liens only felt a sharp pain in his chest, then fell to the ground, his consciousness slowly sinking into darkness, returning to the white space.

After returning to the white space, Liens only felt confusion.

He had no idea how he died. What attacked him, or what magic was used?

With his doubts, Liens re-entered the instance to continue his previous actions.

At that time, he raised his vigilance to the highest level, paying full attention to his surroundings.

And then… he fell.

Yes, even though he had extremely strong control over his body, when he drew his sword, his body accidentally tilted.

Then, he watched with his own eyes as the sharp blade in his hand, preempting him, slit his own throat.

After that, Liens tried a few more times, but the result was still various inexplicable ways of dying.

Bizarre!

Liens's only evaluation of this was the word "bizarre".

To verify a guess he had, Liens ran to the church, preparing to kill someone.

Then, a light appeared.

Immediately after, he returned to the white space.

At this point, he understood that he couldn't provoke those truly major forces for now.

The majesty of God is not to be infringed upon.

…

"What's with that horn sound?"

Liens asked Gars.

"Oh, that… that's the horn for the daily training about to begin."

"However, we're currently in the recruitment phase, and new recruits haven't all joined yet, so we don't need to participate for now."

"Of course, if you want to, you can go and observe. If you're truly ambitious and want to participate in training, the generals will allow it."

"I tried it yesterday morning; it's basically running, practicing with weapons by yourself, or finding someone to spar with, pretty boring."

Gars explained.

"Is that so? Then I won't participate for now."

Liens replied.

Didn't he already know the level of those soldiers?

He might as well continue practicing his Body Tempering Swordsmanship instead of wasting time playing games with them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Just as Liens was about to fully immerse himself in his training again, a rapid knocking sound on the door rang out.

This was immediately followed by an urging voice: "Are you awake? Wake up quickly, gather at the training ground immediately."

The same words were repeated once more, then disappeared with the sound of footsteps.

Liens looked at Gars, as if asking him, didn't you say we new recruits didn't need to participate in training?

"Uh… maybe there's something important that requires a gathering?"

Gars showed an awkward expression; this slap in the face came too quickly…

He had just been about to go back to sleep and continue his sweet dream from last night when he was startled awake by the knocking.

"Never mind, let's quickly put on our military uniforms and go… maybe something really big has happened."

Liens stopped his sword practice, and while speaking, picked up the clothes hanging on the wall and started changing.

It didn't take long for Liens and Gars to put on their military uniforms and arrive at the Military Fortress's outdoor training ground.

At this moment, numerous soldiers had already gathered on the outdoor training ground.

Perhaps they were confused, or perhaps they were startled by the sudden change.

A large group of soldiers huddled together, discussing animatedly, like vendors shouting at a bustling market.

The noisy sounds had already reached Liens even before he had stepped foot there.

From this perspective, these people still had a lot of room for improvement, at least in terms of discipline.

"Quiet!"

"Do you really have to say whatever you want right here?"

"If I hear anyone talking again, everyone will run ten laps around the fortress."

A military officer dressed as a general lost his patience and directly shouted a reprimand.

As soon as the warning was issued, the training ground instantly fell silent, everyone closing their mouths almost simultaneously.

Liens even felt that at this moment, the sound of a pin dropping would be clearly audible.

The officer nodded in satisfaction, unsure if he was pleased that the scene had finally quieted down, or happy that his authority had been well demonstrated?

Liens stared blankly, even beginning to fantasize about practicing swordsmanship in his mind.

As time passed, more soldiers arrived at the training ground.

And every soldier who entered, seeing the silent scene in the field, silently closed their mouths, lowered their footsteps, and quietly blended into the crowd.

After an unknown period, a moderate, unhurried sound of footsteps appeared at the entrance of the training ground.

Everyone followed the sound, and a graceful, slender figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The moment he saw this figure, Gars covered his mouth to prevent an excited shout, then patted Liens, who was lost in thought beside him.

Liens turned his head, looking at Gars with some displeasure; he had just been fully "fighting" in his mind, but Gars had interrupted him.

If he weren't aware of the current situation, he would have wanted to strike the other person with a sword on the spot.

"Why are you looking at me? Look over there, look over there!"

Gars saw that Liens had actually turned his head towards him and quietly reminded him with a look of disappointment.

Liens looked in the direction Gars pointed, puzzled… a beautiful figure was walking towards them.

"So big!"

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