Cecil sensed something was wrong from the moment he saw Eero, because Eero gave him a very different feeling from other elves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Cecil felt that he was not at all like an elf, but more like a predator lurking in the shadows.

As if sensing Cecil's gaze, Ero stared straight into Cecil's eyes, and Cecil could see his pupils shrinking.

Cecil didn't dare to move for a while, the cold instantly spread all over his body, if he could still sweat, he must have been in a cold sweat now.

'Won't it be discovered?' Cecil thought with trepidation. He was sure that the elf was the dragon, just as the elf who had killed him that day felt safe for himself.

Luckily, Hérault only looked at each other for a moment before turning his gaze elsewhere. Cecil breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that the other party should only look at him because of his strange armor, Sean swore that the armor could hinder the dragon's perception, and it should not go wrong.

It was only then that the others arrived one after another, and the rest of the instructors began to divide the people who arrived. Each team must have at least eighty and at most one hundred and twenty people, and there must be an elf in the team. This is a completely new army, and no one has experience. I had to grope for it slowly.

The scene gradually spiraled out of control as the number of people increased, and everyone was in chaos. Only the site picked by Hérault is relatively remote, so it is quiet for the time being. Ero took advantage of the fact that he was still in charge and made all the people who came to his side line up in five.

Fortunately, most of the people at the scene came here to earn money to eat, and there were many elven soldiers guarding the scene. So there was no commotion, and gradually the young elven instructors mastered the method, which was to follow the example of Ero and encircle one by one.

After a long period of adjustment, everyone was able to stand where they should stand. Several torches suddenly lit up in the center of the training ground, and General Evan stood in the center with a blank face.

He spoke slowly, but his voice was clear to everyone present: "Well, everyone who should be here is here." Then the rest should not come. If anyone is still sleeping in a tent, don't call them. From now on, all those who arrive late lose the opportunity for this call-up. ”

At this time, a late riser shouted in the distance: "You have not been notified in advance, I just slept relatively dead! Otherwise, I wouldn't have survived. I used to be a cloth merchant, but now Prague is completely cut off from the outside world, and I can't even see a grain of foreign rice in the future, and I have two children and an old man to raise at home. ”

He tried to rush to Aven's side and make it clear to Aven, but the elven guards blocked his way.

"Let him go and let him come. Evan said to the guards.

The man hurriedly ran to Aiwen's side and threw himself on his knees, pleading with tears in his eyes: "Please, my lord, I heard that I came here because of the money to be a soldier." If I hadn't been in business with my father since I was a child, I wouldn't have come here to beg you. I really don't know any other way to make money, and in a few days my family will run out of food. ”

Evan said to him, "Get up, no one asks you to kneel." As for the problem you are talking about, it is not actually a problem at all. Thought I was just saying you missed this opportunity, and the next sign is today. It's just a day late, so you don't have to worry so much. This is done to make you and everyone remember that this is the barracks and not a place where you want to be. No one is allowed to break the rules here, otherwise there will be a price.

Looking at the grateful vendor, Evan continued, "As for the rules you have to follow here, I will inform all of you when the first week of training is over and when you prove that you can stay here. Now, as long as it's not a big mistake, there will be no punishment. Once the punishment is to start over, if you don't want to do it again, you have to find another way. ”

In a tent in the barracks, Tyrell sneered: "What to prove yourself, isn't it that the military regulations have not been set yet." A group of profiteers hired child laborers, and if I set up an association of child protectors, I will definitely sue them for death. ”

Lily on the side slapped the table and said sternly, "Write yours, if you hadn't taken over all the work because of a few compliments." As for whether you're still working, it's all your own doing. ”

Tyrrell replied sonorously: "This is not for my own selfish desires, this is for the glorious cause of liberating Qatar!"

"Hehe, then you explain to me that you even took over the task of military songs. It's up to you to ask for it. Oh, you'll be lifted to the sky after a few words, right? Look at what you do, I'm here silently watching you die of exhaustion. Lily said mercilessly.

Tyrrell dropped his pen and slammed his head on the table, and said bitterly, "Can I not give some expression when a few people take turns saying good things about me, and don't you also fan the flames? ”

Lily smiled wickedly, "I'm still your sister, you just broke the shell a little earlier than me." If you don't say something good, you deserve to be tired. ”

Tyrell had completely given up on treatment, and he was rolling around on the bed: "I'll go, how to write the canteen management system, and the prohibitions in the toilet." I couldn't write it even if I was killed, I thought it was just for me to change and fill in, but they just threw me a stack of blank paper, only the first page had words, or a table of contents for everything I wanted to write. Let me die. ”

"It's really not good, you can cheat, does anyone dare to do anything to you. Lily explained.

Tyrrell listened to Lily's words and sat down at the table again, "I'd better write it, and if you cheat, you'll live up to my name." What you promise others must be done, and you dare to be a good dragon. ”

"For your sake, I'll help you. Lily picked up the paper that Tyrell had written, picked up her pen and scribbled it down.

Tyrrell yelled from the sidelines, "Hey, don't take you like this. What's the point of copying again?"

Lily picked up one of Tyrell's writings and showed them to Tyrell, then sneered, "Look at your good handwriting, that earthworm dipped in ink and rolling on paper is better than yours." Do you really want people to see what you've written? If I don't copy it, people won't necessarily understand what you're writing. ”