Training new recruits is the first thing every legion has to do after absorbing fresh blood.

Prior to this, Cizer had imagined all sorts of outrageously strict regulations, as well as some inhumane training methods. Barto was so impressed that Cizer felt that even if the emerald sorrow was a few levels harsher than Bato's training, he was well prepared. It's just that the scene in front of him is something he has never considered.

A bearded man stood in front of Cizer and two other recruits, and judging by the military uniform he was wearing, he was supposed to be a lieutenant.

At this moment, the lieutenant was presumably engaged in the so-called routine conversation of recruits.

"My name is Maynard, and you can call me Nader. From today on, I will be your superior, so you can hear me everything I say clearly!" Nader glanced at the three newcomers with a sharp look, as if he were looking at three large smooth turnips, and the other two were looked at with a thrill.

Cizer didn't feel anything, it was no different from how he felt in the academy, and he even felt that Nader in front of him was kind and glaring. Of course, this is compared to Bartow.

"You're lucky that you haven't had any major battles that are in dire need of manpower lately, so you can spend your training in the camp with peace of mind. Nader said this, but his face was sinister. Predictably, Cizer's assignment was definitely not a good errand.

"We, Emerald Sorrow, are in charge of the western wall of the Night Castle, of course, I haven't prepared for you to die on the wall, all you have to do is to take the clothes of the guards on duty in the West City Tower, and deliver the food, that's all. If they have other requirements, you can consider them at your discretion, and I won't care. Do you understand?" Nader didn't have much patience with the three ignorant recruits in front of him.

"Understood!" the three of them echoed in unison.

"Very good, follow me now, I will take you through the whole process, if there is anything you don't understand, just ask the soldiers on duty. Now, keep up with me!" Nader instructed him and began to take Cizer and them back and forth between the Western Wall and the Logistics Department.

Probably because of the fall of the Night Castle, the Empire took into account the possibility of street fighting while rebuilding the Night Castle. The distance of just a few hundred meters makes them take a lot of detours because of the rugged terrain, and if there is no one to guide them, they may really get lost in it.

However, Cizer has been accustomed to shuttling between alleys since he was a child, as a way to avoid the pursuit of those older children, such an experience is exchanged for blood and sweat, and can be etched in the deepest part of a person's body. Many alleys that looked indistinguishable were as distinct as red and yellow in Cizer's eyes, and he could easily recite the topographic map of the alley area in Xicheng in his mind.

But the other two recruits were different, and without asking, just by looking at their confused expressions, Cizer knew that they had been completely lost in the labyrinth of alleys.

The logistics department is easy to find, but the director of the logistics department doesn't look very good, with a fat body and two ugly mustaches. Cizer saw a man quietly hand the supervisor a small bag, and then pushed a small cart of goods out of the warehouse.

In his experience, judging by the sound of the bag, it should not be less than twenty silver coins.

Although Cizer saw it, he did not say anything, but walked away silently, followed Nader to receive their share, and then went to the tower of the West City.

Because there has been no defence of the city recently, the garrison of the West City is not as tight as before, but Cizer still noticed a lot of eyes from the shadows, and scanned back and forth on himself.

Cizer had no doubt that if he suddenly broke out now, he would definitely be killed on the spot, and there would not even be a possibility of a corpse.

"No, get to know me, don't accidentally get killed the next time I deliver something to you. Nader teased at a man in the tower.

The head of the tower was a man who looked as cold as a viper, probably because he had not seen the sun for many years, his pale skin showed a sense of sickness, and the flush on his face looked strange.

And when he spoke, they could even hear the neighing of the viper, which was chilling.

"Hey, got it. Next time let them come in for someone else, Nader, your face makes me want to shoot it so that I can get rid of the disgusting feeling. It seems that this man and Nader are a little bit of a match, and there is no threat in the two sentences.

But Nader looked indifferent, "Let's wait until you become a lieutenant, now your rating is getting lower and lower, and you can't change the bad taste of torturing your subordinates? Nader said so, but anyone could tell that he was making fun of the pale man.

The three Cizers were listening to the grievances of the two chiefs with their ears pricked up, when suddenly a basin of cold water was poured on their heads.

What!torture your men!?

Looking at the sickly flush on the man's pale face, a pair of bloody eyes full of madness, and the narrow corners of his eyes, like a poisonous snake about to burst into prey, were coldly observing their prey.

Especially in the palm of the man's hand, Cizer had noticed that in the palm of his clenched palm, a bright red was exposed!

Cizer's palms were oozing with sweat, but he could still force the urge to run away, but the other two behaved a little worse.

A recruit was sweating profusely, and after a few moments, Cizer saw that his shirt was soaked, and drops of sweat were dripping from his plump undershirt, making a ticking sound.

The other was no better, his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but cry out when the man looked at him, which startled Cezel.

Hell, if I'm going to get killed by an arrow, it's going to be this guy's fault!

Cizer tensed up, ducking behind Nader at the slightest mistake. This will have a better chance of survival.

But it turned out that Cizel was overwhelmed.

The peep into the shadows still existed, but the divine blood in Cizer's body did not give him a warning, and the imaginary dark arrow did not fly out. It can be seen that the judgment of the people in the shadows is quite accurate, they are not regarded as enemies, and it can be said that no one sees them as threats at all.

"Okay, don't scare them, look at how scared people are, how to send you supplies in the future. Nader, out of "kindness," first rebuked the man, and then began to comfort the three frightened poor fellows.

"Alright, that's all for today. Now you can go back to your dorm, but remember to come here every morning, noon, and evening to deliver supplies. Also, these are their clothes, you can wash them tonight and send them over tomorrow morning. Nader pointed to a hill-high pile of clothes next to him, ignoring the three Cizers, who had begun to crumble.

How do I get this thing back?

Cizer began to think about the most critical issues of the moment.

The other two, alone in the wind, don't know when they'll find their true selves.

......

"Ville, male, fifteen years old.

Temperament assessment, good, with slight resistance to blows.

The ability to identify the terrain is poor, and it is not recommended to join field warfare, reconnaissance and other troops.

Flo, male, 16 years old.

Temperament evaluation, poor, and resistance to blows are also low-level existences among peers.

For poor terrain recognition, it is recommended to be compiled into the cannon fodder group to observe the after-effect. ”

In a corner behind Cizer's trio, a slightly tired note-taker was writing and drawing in his notebook, biting the barrel of his pen from time to time, looking tangled.

"Cizer, male, thirteen years old.

Temperament evaluation, excellent to high, with strong emotional control ability, self-control is also superior, and meticulous observation. (Note: In the course of the investigation, the observed person has repeatedly turned his attention to my position, and it is very likely that he has already found my traces.) ）

The subject has a strong ability to discern the terrain, and when passing by again, he can already predict Lieutenant Nader's pace in advance, and can judge that he is good at street fighting, and has no good identification of mountains.

Summary: As a recruit, this person has extremely good qualities and can join important positions such as reconnaissance teams. It is recommended to observe again and then make an allocation.

The recorder closed the file in his hand, gave Cizer one last look, and turned to leave. His scouting time had come, and now he was going back to his camp and having a good meal.

Just as the scout turned, Cezel casually glanced in the direction he had left.

Did you go for one......

Cizer had long since discovered that several of them had tails behind them, partly relying on the warnings of the divine blood, and partly relying on Barto's strict training for them.

Now that the tail was gone, and it seemed that there was no malice, Cizer gradually guessed their intentions.

But...... There are three more.

Cizer stealthily glanced at the clock tower in the distance, the roof of the west corner, and a fruit stall in the distance, smiled in response, and then continued to sort out the mountain of clothes.

"I ...... Was it discovered? Interesting. On the tower, a handsome man muttered, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes, but a strange smile flashed at the corner of his mouth. In front of the man was a cylinder engraved with intricate alchemical patterns, and a pair of transparent crystal pieces were inlaid on the front and back. The man couldn't imagine that someone could find himself from such a distance, and he had to know that he could only observe his goal with the help of alchemy props, the kaleidoscope. But the target turned out to be the opposite, and he found himself with only the naked eye.

"It's funny, I haven't felt like this in a long time. This year's recruits are really a freak!" The man put away the alchemy cylinder and prepared to leave. Now that the target has discovered the peep, the next observations are meaningless, so it is better to go back early and have a drink.

On the roof of West Street, a dark shadow flashed, and then there was no trace. The fruit vendor also silently put away the stall, pushed the cart, and gradually moved away.

Cizer, who noticed that the peep on his body was suddenly missing three, paused slightly in his hand, and then a bright smile appeared on his face.

Is this emerald sorrow...... The best army in the Night Fortress is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

Cizer felt something called fighting spirit burning in his body, giving him infinite strength.

The two recruits who were tidying up their clothes at the same time, after seeing the smile on Cizer's face, invariably began to sympathize with him.

Look, there's a guy here, already scared silly.

The two glanced at each other, and suddenly found that their performance was not the worst, and they were in a good mood.