184 Chapter 184: Military School (2/2)

”Tomorrow, a new group of warriors will be joining you for training… their physical strength is dreadful, however, their intelligence falls slightly short. Naturally, to keep up with these warriors, your training will now double…” Caesar explained as he slowly trod towards the tall building.

The fallen knights could only pray to their gods and beg for forgiveness, however, their prayers were not heard and only the sound Caesar's footsteps rang in their ears. Nonetheless, after today, many of the unprepared and weaker men would drop out of the brigade.

Caesar was aware of this fact and didn't pay it much heed. A bad soldier was worse than have fewer soldiers. It only took one failure and one mistake for the entire formation to fall, or worse. As such, he would gladly let the inexperienced trash leave the strong knight brigade.

With this in mind, he finally reached the tall, stone building. He pushed open the thick wooden doors and entered, a delightful smell immediately assaulting him. The sound of scribbling, speaking, and even building echoed out within the building.

A lime-green carpet was elegantly laid out on the floor and a large table was situated at the end of the room. Many different pieces of both the color black and white were present, one signifying enemies and allies.

An older man who wielded a stick was directing a group of young students on military strategy. Many heated discussions alongside advising were taking place and Caesar's presence was not even noticed. The children of varying ages carried smiles of excitement as they gave their opinions, not caring about their outer appearance in the slightest.

Such a sight brought much joy to Caesar and he didn't dare interrupt the learning students, instead, he quietly walked up the stairs on the side. Again, he was greeted by more students, but this time, they were a group of beautiful elves.

Instead of heating discussions, they were much more sophisticated with the students taking turns to deliver their speech and opinion. Naturally, the teacher was Sylvian, the leader of the Night-Ranger.

He looked the same as he did previously, his face was sharp and chin slightly pointed. His long hair rested on his shoulders as he gracefully explained the importance of rations, supplies, and weaponry to the young elven children.

Caesar observed them for a few more moments before turning around and walking back down the stairs. He would come back when the time was right, but for now, he would let the students learn without interruption. In Caesar's opinion, education was of much importance at their age.

Thus, he quietly left the school building, walked over the injured and unconscious knights, and put the flame bears back in their cages. His next destination would be the merchants guild and the slums, to recruit the fox-kin warriors into the knight brigade.