Ninth Prince Is Coming. Don't You Think It's Scary?

Lora closed her eyes and said, "Military training can start at any time. I suggest you take this opportunity to rest."

Annie smirked triumphantly, "Lora, you don't know this, but our single soldiers have excellent physical fitness. We won't be as weak as you weak mech pilots!"

Lora remained silent.

The external network was disconnected from the light brain computer, but they could still receive messages sent by the school.

They had arrived at the training star five or six hours ago, and the professors hadn't sent any messages, so everyone was free to move around.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock at night, when everyone was preparing to rest, that a message simultaneously appeared in the students' light brain computers.

"All students gather immediately on the training ground. Military training begins!"

The students were dumbfounded.

"What? Military training starting this late?"

"Oh my god, I've just taken a bath!"

"Where are my shoes?"

Most of the students were in chaos.

They expected military training to be a bit challenging, but they didn't anticipate starting with it on the very first day.

Lora, who had already had enough sleep, was the first one to appear on the training ground.

Her military training uniform was neat, with every button fastened meticulously.

She stood straight and precise, paying attention to every detail.

Wayne Longman, the dean of the Military College, nodded approvingly and said to Herbert beside him, "Is this student from the Single Soldier College? She's performing well."

Herbert accessed the light brain computer and checked the student's information.

He was shocked and said, "No, she's not from the Single Soldier College, she's from the Mech College! This Lora is quite peculiar. Despite having strong talent and a high orc level, she didn't choose the Single Soldier College."

"What? Herbert, are you suggesting that we should assign low-level orc individuals to the Mech College?"

Sean Bush, the professor of Mech College, with short, sleek black training attire and a clean-cut hairstyle, looked coldly at Herbert.

Herbert immediately faltered and said, "No, no, that's not what I meant. I meant that girls with high orc levels..."

He suddenly stopped because the professor in front of him, Sean, was an advanced orc individual, and she was a woman.

While they were talking, all the students had gathered.

Wayne glanced at the time and frowned dissatisfiedly.

"You are the earliest to arrive among the five academies, yet it took you a full eighteen minutes! That's unacceptable for the Military College!"

Blake, standing beside Cole, asked loudly, "Then, Principal, how long did the previous batch of students take?"

Wayne's gaze swept over them.

"Throughout the history of the Military College, no batch of students has taken more than ten minutes to assemble!"

Annie grumbled unhappily, "Previous senior students never gathered in the middle of the night either."

She had been wearing a beauty face mask, lying in bed in her pajamas.

Suddenly, she heard the assembly call and hurriedly put on her training uniform.

However, her face was still covered in mask residue, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wayne knew that many of these students were pampered, but he showed no signs of leniency.

"The training intensity at the Military College is several times higher than that of other students. If anyone wants to transfer to another department, you can register with Professor Sean. Those who don't intend to transfer their colleges, line up immediately and run a hundred kilometers cross-country outdoors. You have two hours to complete it, then you can rest and sleep."

Even for orc individuals with excellent physical abilities, running a hundred kilometers at this late hour was extremely challenging.

Moreover, during the process, there would undoubtedly be various obstacles.

Completing it within two hours was an incredibly difficult task.

Yet, even so, no one chose to transfer to another college.

It wasn't easy to get into the Military College, and after successfully graduating, they would undoubtedly become part of the reserves of the Military Department of Alpha Planet!

Even Annie, who was quite delicate, didn't withdraw.

She walked up to Lora, who was preparing, and said, "Hey, you must be well-rested, right? Do you have insider information, knowing about the late-night assembly?"

Lora shook her head. "It's not insider information, just a guess. But I guessed wrong. I thought they would train us in the middle of the night, but it's only a little past eleven."

Annie: "..."

She felt that Lora's words made sense, but something still felt off!

At that moment, the professor announced the start, and the cat ears on Annie's head twitched.

She looked at Lora and said, "I don't care about you anymore. I need to run quickly so I can go back to the dorm and continue my face mask!"

"I advise you not to be too hasty at the beginning."

"Why?"

Just as the two were speaking, a male student, probably a speed-type orc individual, dashed out like a blur.

He was incredibly fast!

However, a few minutes later, a scream echoed.

"Damn it! Why are there traps here? There are even sharp blades in the traps! I almost stabbed my butt!"

The others fell silent upon hearing this.

Luckily, they had moved a bit slower!

After experiencing two incidents, Annie now looks at Lora and can't help but feel that this person is somewhat mysterious.

Her intuition told her that if she continued to associate with Lora, things would surely go smoothly!

As for Annie's intention to follow her, Lora neither refused nor actively showed any response.

However, when they passed by a few girls, one of them suddenly chuckled and said, "Annie, don't you know that Lora is no longer the Sharp Family's beloved daughter?"

The person speaking was called Martha, an aristocratic heiress from Alpha's royal clan, specializing in command.

She had an excellent relationship with Cole's Lora, Sherry, and was even engaged to Sherry's cousin, Cecil Yonng.

Martha intended to stand up for Cole after Lora had someone beat him up.

The best way to handle this was to isolate Lora.

Who could have imagined that Annie, who had a good reputation in the upper-class circle, would despise Lora so much before, but now she was constantly sticking to her?

Upon hearing Martha's words, Annie raised an eyebrow and said, "Although Lora is no longer the Sharp Family's beloved daughter, she is still my classmate. Besides, it's possible that even the Sharp Family's beloved daughters couldn't pass the Imperial University entrance exam. As a noble, it's even more embarrassing to fail to enter the Imperial University."

"..."

Indeed, Silvia might not be able to pass the Imperial University entrance exam, which was a source of dissatisfaction for the Yonng Family.

Therefore, they began considering not letting the two children marry so early.

They planned to have them engaged first and hold the wedding after Silvia finished her studies at the Imperial University.

Seeing Martha's displeased expression, Annie felt extremely pleased.

However, when she turned her head, she found that Lora had actually run far away.

"What the heck! Why didn't you wait for me? Lora, wait for me!"

She immediately sprinted after Lora, but Annie was clever.

She specifically ran in the direction Lora had gone.

As expected, there were no traps!

When Annie caught up to Lora, she pouted unhappily and said, "Lora, why have you become so timid? When Martha said those things about you, aren't you angry?"

"Why should I? I was only a foster daughter of the Sharp Family to begin with. Now that Silvia has returned, I should leave. There's nothing wrong with that."

"But you've been a part of their family for so long. Don't you have any feelings for each other? It's impossible! If Silvia hadn't returned, you would have remained the beloved daughter of the Sharp Family forever, right?"

Lora smiled faintly, "That might not necessarily be a good thing. It's better for everyone to go their separate ways, actually."

Annie observed Lora for a while and finally nodded, "Hmm, indeed, I find you much more agreeable now than before."

"We need to speed up."

"But didn't you say we shouldn't run too fast, as there might be traps?"

"I've already figured out the pattern of the traps."

"..."

Just as this group of students began their rigorous night cross-country run, their military training leader, General Alexander, suddenly noticed that the expression of the person in charge of the training base was somewhat complicated as they approached him.

"Wayne, what's the matter with you?"

General Alexander was plump with a stubble beard.

He spoke in a shocked tone, "Wayne, do you know what? The Ninth Prince is coming. Don't you think it's scary?"