Forced

After they finished feasting in the food hall of the Silverflame Camp, the 352nd Hunting Unit made their way back to the two tents that had been assigned to them.

As one of the lowest-ranked Hunting Units, it was already generous to have two tents. That was what Jeremy told Zayn.

However, Zayn couldn't really agree with this. He was pretty sure that nobody would like to spend their nights in the two ragged tents that were more like torn pieces of cloth rather than a place anyone could sleep.

"That is where you guys slept for the last few weeks? I think that I had a better time sleeping in the cavern hall for the last few weeks…" Zayn pointed out, shaking his head in denial.

He couldn't really understand how Jeremy could consider the two tents acceptable.

"Well, you will get used to it," Jeremy said with a shrug while trying to hide his embarrassment as well as possible.