Training

Eight hundred people in training uniforms lined up in a room surrounded by iron walls. The air felt stuffy, and the temperature was high like in summer. They stood firm, even though their bodies were sweating profusely.

"What are we really doing? We've been standing here for six hours."

"Didn't you hear what that person said? It's training."

"Rather than training, it's like conscription."

As the two men were speaking, from the front end of the line, a voice scolded them.

"Who told you to speak? Shut up!"

The two new members were shocked. They spontaneously shouted apologies. They didn't expect that their conversation could be heard.

The one who scolded the two men was Isaac.

The white-haired man wore a long black long coat and stood in front of them.

"When I say no one is talking, no one can speak. Do you understand?"

"Yes, we understand!"

Right now, Isaac was training the new recruits.