I remember that on the first day of school, we were warned to stay away from it if we cherished our lives, and then I repeatedly emphasized that we should come...... Griffith thought for a moment. His mind was involved in many other things, the mountain monster in the forest more than a month ago had no follow-up, and the school also took away the extraordinary characteristics of the mountain monster for investigation, and the due reward was not followed.

It doesn't matter if there is an investigation conclusion or not, most of them are shrouded in shadows like before. However, the extraordinary properties of the mountain monster are very precious!

The more Griffith thought about it, the more anxious he became. The battles with the mountain monsters and Root are extremely risky, and they don't fit Griffith's style at all. He had planned to retreat when he saw the situation, but the hasty outbreak of the battle swept him in, and the final victory was very lucky. During this period of time, the more he summed up, the more he felt that he was too imprudent that day.

I have to take such a big risk, and there must be a corresponding benefit! I want to claim ownership of extraordinary characteristics.

"Not really~"

The discussion at the long table continued, and Galadia shook her head, "The food and accommodation are all arranged by the school, and the high-ranking professors will take us to camp outside the forest, and the monsters at the edge of the forest don't dare to approach us at all!"

"Monsters at the edge of the forest?" Fiona interjected, curious and worried, "Aren't the powerful monsters from the depths of the forest coming?"

"If that's the case, I'll have more specimens. ”

A cold, dry and cold tone suddenly sounded from behind, startling everyone.

Professor Lourdes didn't know when he was here. His gaze swept over the classmates who were still eating breakfast, and he said in a constant and indifferent manner:

"Winter camping is early, now go back and pack your bags, and in half an hour I'll see everyone show up at the school gate to report to Veronos. If you are one minute late, you will be deducted one point for the practical class. ”

What?

All of them were a little unconvinced of their ears.

"Do you understand?" said the professor, "leaving at nine o'clock, the winter staff trip, starting today." ”

......

White snowflakes fluttered down on Griffith's shoulder armor. The light snow in the early hours of the morning has turned to goose feather heavy snow.

Today suddenly became the day of the first-year staff officer's trip.

The freshmen, who had just entered the school for a few months, put on thick cloaks and warm woolen scarves, lined up in a long line to follow the professors towards the Whispering Forest. The four academies departed in different order and destinations, and the first stop at Minerva Academy was an abandoned castle 40 miles from the academy.

The Brownie elves drove the wagons laden with luggage and food, running over the soft snow. Minerva's 20 Shotolars draped in freshly taken off heavy armor and quickly unfurled their spears and halberds across the road.

"Spread out, spread out in a cordon formation along the way," Professor Erich did not participate in the camp, but that did not prevent him from shouting at the young man in sharp armor, "Griffith, Ophelia, don't be slow, why haven't the scouts been sent out yet, why is the skirmish line so close to the brigade?!"

"Woo~ I didn't expect to scold us before we went out!" Ophelia came to Griffith's side and watched with him at the group of students who were slowly passing by, "Young masters and young ladies are walking so slowly. ”

"The snow made it difficult for us to move and we started in a hurry, but the pace is pretty good," Griffith looked at Sonia in the long line, then pulled his gaze back.

Let the untrained people march 40 miles in the heavy snow, the school's heart is really big.

"I'm out with the hunters," the blonde ponytail girl reached out and nodded to the map in front of Griffith, "Fort Watch, where we meet, where we camp tonight." ”

From Holmonwards, follow the northern edge of the Whispering Forest all the way west, about 40 miles away there is an abandoned fort. During a war a hundred years ago, the Northern Princes attempted to raid Beyeran through the Whispering Forest. To accomplish this, the northern princes built a fortified fortress on high ground out of boulders and garrisoned more than 200 soldiers. While monitoring Holmonwaltz's movements, they forced nearby villagers to cut down forests to make way for roads.

No one saw the soldiers and villagers again.

......

You can't ride in a carriage for a whole day, and if you get frostbite or fall, you can continue walking. The winter sun sinks early, adding a chill to the cold hands and feet.

Griffith checked the route and direction to make sure he wasn't taking the wrong path, then put away his map and ran down from the vantage point on the side of the road, heading towards the front of the group.

"Look~ The tin jar is back. Young Master Fisher, who was tired enough, said angrily, "It's good to let them do this kind of." ”

"Yes, why do we still have to do such a thing in our capacity?" the young master of Badong on the side muttered in agreement, "Even if we have to lead the army to the army in the future, we have to maintain the dignity of the nobles, don't we?"

"Wouldn't it be nice if there was war!" said Winston, another member of Fisher's group, looking energetic, "I'll let Ophelia come to my tent in the evening." ”

"Watch your words, fool," Fisher shouted before Master Padang could echo him, "she's not something you can covet, mind yourself until Lord Aaron speaks." ”

The torturous journey lasted all day, and the heavy snow that filled the sky seemed to have a tendency to turn into a blizzard. Thankfully, as evening approached, the freshmen could already see the towering outline of the castle in front of them.

"Are we going to stay there at night?" Sonia lifted the hood of her fluffy cloak and looked at the ruins under the gray canopy, "It's a little exciting to think about!"

"This castle is maintained by the school every year and is the first stop of the winter camp," Miss Fiona leaned close to Sonya's side and put her arm around her, "but ~ I don't feel well. In all respects~"

"Hold on a little longer!" said Galadia, shaking her head, removing the caps from her pointed ears and tucking them into her rucksack, "and you'll be cheering when Brownie lights the campfire and spreads out the blankets and prepares dinner!"

"Stop," said the voice of Associate Professor Veronos, who was leading the group, in the howling north wind, "Faculty and Brownie, set up camp, and we'll rest here tonight." All - I haven't said disbanded yet. ”

The first-year students, who had been walking all day, held back their cheers and stood in place and looked at the castle on the huge rock in front of them.

The fort was built on a naturally formed gray-white boulder, more than a dozen meters above the ground. The builders of the castle dug wide passages along the edge of the boulder in a spiral upward, and built a double wall and tower out of gray rock on the flat ground at the top.

The erosion of time has disintegrated the walls of the boulder and most of the buildings, bringing with it plant seeds and soil. Looking up from the bottom of the boulder, you can see trees and bushes growing on the rocks that have not been completely covered by snow.

The brownies hurried the wagon up the spiraling passageway. Before they set up camp, the professor and the students went to a nearby tree and found a dry open space to sit and rest.

Although you don't have to carry luggage, walking on your own feet for a day is something that many students have never experienced. Sonia drank stamina supplements several times along the way, and it took a lot of perseverance to get up after each break.

Griffith stepped on the snow and trotted towards the resting crowd. Like the rest of the Shotolars, Griffith was in a state of imminent combat during the camp. In this case, his relationship with Sonia turned into the same state as the non-commissioned officer and commander of the team.

For this reason, although the girl of the Lamor family was so tired that Griffith could not carry her on his back.

"Miss Sonia, ladies and gentlemen, the investigation has been completed, and the scouts have found no signs of danger. Here's tonight's camp setup and vigilance plan. Griffith thumped his chest, greeted the pale girls and boys beside him, reported some of the routines required by the code, and handed over the map he had drawn very seriously.

Just as Griffith had an obligation to the Lamor family, the heirs of the noble families were to respond to the call of their lord, His Majesty the King or an Archduke, to go to war when needed. For the aristocratic students of Holmonwards, there is a high probability that they will receive a call-up order in the third or fourth year to go to the battlefield with vassals and soldiers or complete a dangerous mission.

It is against this backdrop that Holmonworth holds camps or field teachings every semester, led by experienced professors or associate professors, to simulate wartime marches and camps, and even to assess them by course and credit.

Of course, no amount of simulation can be transformed into a brigade of infantry accompaniment, and the school has been asking everyone to walk for many years in order to let everyone have a good experience.

Staff trips are not trips, not outings, the most terrible lessons in Holmonwards.