In his previous life, he was a soldier.
He’s a career soldier who’s been driving stakes for 10 years.
It also meant that he was tired of training.
I did countless training sessions.
I have done training in extreme heat and extreme cold, as well as RCT (Regimental Tactical Training).
Of course, the thousand-mile march is also included.
If you’ve been in the military for 10 years, you’ve probably tried almost every type of training there is.
… not that proud.
When you feel exhausted and unhealthy after every training session, what is there to be proud of?
He’s just harassing people.
So, Lee Han believes that there is nothing more irrational than military training.
Not all armies are like that.
There will definitely be proper training and places where systems are established.
‘It’s just that the unit or division I was in has never had anything like that.’
It’s just training to harass and inflict illness on soldiers who have been dragged in for two years.
So, Lee Han hates that kind of training.
What good is training that just torments you and leaves you with nothing?
‘The 7 days and 1 night trip was really like a dog.’
That fucking battalion commander, he would sneak off to the BOQ (officer’s quarters) and sleep there, not letting them sleep.
… Anyway, what he’s trying to say is that he absolutely hates irrational, sick training.
There has to be something left.
You should learn any skill so that you can use it in the future.
This is his own definition of ‘training’.
hani.
‘What I’m going to do from now on isn’t to bully you. I’m doing this for your good.’
Lee Han has secured a valid justification for the training he is about to undertake.
like that.
“-Everyone, you must have had a good breakfast, so let’s start doing some light exercises to sweat it out.”
-?
He wore a black octagonal hat and gave orders in a low voice.
“I’ll take it easy, easy. Okay, then, let’s just do 100 light high jumps with our arms outstretched.”
-!!?
“No answer, 500 times! Do you understand, 500 times!!”
-Ha, I will!
“This time, the answer is late. And let’s unify the slogan as ‘evil’, it’s crazy. Okay, let’s do it 1,000 times.”
-Ah, aah!!
“Your voice is small! Let’s skip this one, but be prepared for next time. Oh, and by the way, you have to count the number of times exactly, and there is no last chant, do you understand?”
-Ahhhhhh!!
“Okay, 300 times, do it!”
A light warm-up exercise began.
However, there is a pitfall to this relaxation.
“… 300…! Huh!?”
‘Yeah, I knew it would come out for sure.’
The last slogan that always comes out like an immutable law only warms the heart.
Lee Han was very pleased to see how far he would go.
That day, the high jump, which was supposed to be light gymnastics, continued for a full two hours as those who shouted the final cheer continued.
* * *
Even after ‘loosening’, they still had a lot to learn.
Because we had to memorize every single one of the 14 gymnastic movements that the instructor called [PT gymnastics].
But at some point, the order and movements of the gymnastics were naturally imprinted on them.
No one was smart enough to memorize it all at once, but fortunately, gymnastics was something we had to learn by force.
How is that possible?
It’s simple.
“Trainee number 14 is excluded.”
“Ah, aah!”
“Do movements 1 to 14 in reverse order 30 times each. Do you understand?”
“Ah, ugh!!”
They were new cadets who had suddenly begun to be called trainees, and five assistant instructors wearing red octagonal hats different from the instructor’s black octagonal hat watched them and excluded those who moved incorrectly.
And those who experienced ‘exclusion’ all memorized the movements diligently and did their best not to make mistakes in the movements in order to avoid being excluded.
At some point, all 18 cadets experienced an exception at least once, and from then on, the number of those making mistakes gradually decreased.
Only the movements are not wrong.
“Four, thirty… , huh!?!”
“Trainee number 12 is excluded. The rest of the participants will start over from movement number 1.”
-evil…!
They glared at the cadet who had shouted the last slogan.
To finish this hellish exercise, you had to do all 14 movements in order, and when you were counting the number of repetitions, you could either skip the chant at the end or add it.
The instructor was vicious.
‘Fuck! Just tell them not to continue at the end! Why do you keep saying and not putting up slogans!’
‘You idiots! How did you pass the entrance exam with that kind of brain!’
‘Fuck! Fuck-! Fuck-!!’
A heat that feels like your whole body is burning.
A heavy body that feels like it could collapse at any moment, covered in sweat and dust as it rolls around on the dirt floor.
A mind that is becoming increasingly distant.
They decided at this moment that if there is a hell, it would be like this.
…the instructors and assistants were demons who tormented sinners in hell.
But in such a situation.
“All trainees, please stand up now, drink some water, and rest for 40 minutes. Go ahead!”
-Ah, aaaahhhhhhhh!!
Like believers who have heard the word of God, they were moved and shouted with all their might, wondering where the strength came from.
Yeah, the devil is the devil, but the instructor was a good devil.
How could he know so well, because whenever they were truly confused and felt like they were going to die, he gave them a respite like rain in a drought.
“Eww… .”
“Oh my god, I think I’m going to die.”
“… zzz.”
“This kid is already asleep?”
“… I think I could fall asleep right now.”
Drink water and eat the sweet dates placed next to the water jug, which will make your flesh shiver.
At that moment, they stretched out in the shade of the trees, feeling with their whole body what it would be like if there were celestial nectar and fruit.
Paradise rest.
At this moment, they did not make any movement, and they personally realized what it meant to rest with all their might.
“-Instructor, how on earth did you come up with this kind of training?”
Garland. He looked at the instructor with admiration, wearing a red octagonal hat and an instructor’s hat.
Training for the legendary mercenary group, the Wolves of the Wilderness, known for their harshness and viciousness.
I feel this way because I am Garland who has experienced this so many times.
This training is very similar to the training that prospective members of the Wild Wolves receive.
No, in some ways it is more systematic and stable.
“It makes you squeeze every ounce of strength and flexibility out of your body, and if you feel any risk of injury, it makes you take a break. It’s like pounding iron.”
Arno’s extraordinary observation skills allowed him to see, like Garland, that this training was not entirely unreasonable.
Of course, there may be mental pain and stress, but it is not to the point where the body is damaged.
The same goes for exceptions.
“Kunta, just like the instructor said, you excluded anyone who seemed like they might get hurt. Was that a good thing?”
That was the reason why there were trainees who were sometimes excluded because of minor complaints.
“… I secretly gave the last slogan like the instructor said, right? But if I get caught, I’ll probably be labeled a traitor… .”
Why are relief mistakes so strangely frequent?
It was Damien Follett’s turn, and if he got caught he would have been lynched by all the cadets.
Well, even if I get caught.
“If you get caught, don’t say I told you to do it. Say you were just joking.”
“… Then I’ll get stabbed.”
“whatever?”
“!!?”
Unlike the temporary assistants, Damien was not treated as a human being.
“But, instructor, is this training going to continue?”
And today’s MVP assistant.
It was Irene Windler who magically prevented heatstroke and other illnesses from occurring.
By the way, it is thanks to her that dates, a snack of the nobles, exist as a snack.
Although she is an adopted daughter, she behaves like a daughter of a duke.
“Everyone did a good job. We’ll just keep doing this for a week.”
“Do you have a purpose?”
“Increasing physical strength or muscle training is a secondary issue, and first, we’re giving them the experience. We’re forcibly teaching them what it’s like to squeeze out all of their strength.”
“… I don’t know if I can endure it.”
No matter how much you train with appropriate rest and limits, if this is repeated for a week, it is a bit… .
“Don’t worry about that. I have something good coming up.”
“Is it good?”
“Hmm, I have some time, so let me show you.”
Lee Han left the room with his assistants.
What if I leave the cadets alone and they run away?
‘Then run away.’
We don’t need people who run away because it’s hard.
Is there any shortcut to becoming stronger?
Everything is effort.
But if you can’t even put in the minimum effort, it would be better to just leave now and save time.
He has no intention of forcing them.
but.
‘We must give a clear reward.’
Hwaak.
“… This is?”
“Oh, a hot spring?”
There was a natural hot spring where Lee Han took his assistants.
That was also very big.
It was as wide as a sports field and so deep that even a 2-meter tall Kunta would struggle to get out.
All that width and depth was filled with clear, warm hot spring water.
“oh my god….”
Lee Han continued speaking, leaving the surprised people behind.
“Once upon a time, a slave trader was looking for a secret place to build his villa, and by chance he found out that there was a hot spring in Vulcan.”
“…A slave trader builds a villa on the sacred mountain?”
“Well, in the end, I just ended up making a hot spring. I got caught while trying to build a house.”
“To whom… . Ah.”
There was no need to ask who it was.
Why would he know this place?
“Do you want to know what happened to the slave trader?”
“…no.”
Looking at his sinister smile, I somehow felt it would be better not to listen.
“But is it okay for you to show us this place? If there are people with bad intentions in the future… .”
This is such a beautiful and magnificent hot spring.
It is an environment that even nobles would covet, but if you are not careful, there is a risk that it will be taken away.
Or someone might start a rumor.
But Lee Han grinned.
“Here? Even if they knew, no one else would come looking for it? Vulcan is called a sacred mountain for nothing. It’s a mountain where the environment changes like a maze every time you climb it. Scholars say that because of the mysterious magic power that Vulcan possesses, the mountain tries to drive people out or kill them. If you climb it greedily, Vulcan will start volcanic activity again that day.”
Magic and mystery are not exclusive to mankind.
A law that exists everywhere in nature.
These were the words of the legendary great wizard and wise man Merlin.
One of the natures that holds such mysteries is Vulcan.
“Didn’t we go up?”
“That’s because I know how to get here, and I don’t really have any intention of harming the mountain.”
“…okay.”
The teaching assistants didn’t seem to think things were like that.
If the mysterious mountain allows an individual, it must mean that the slave trader he had captured was a ‘villain’ so hateful that he would offend Vulcan.
And because he had defeated these villains without hesitation, Vulcan allowed him to climb the mountain, and because he was with them, they too could climb.
This is not a prediction, it is a certainty.
Because the records passed down through families, mercenary groups, and tribes serve as the basis.
… and according to the records, if they harm the mountain, they will be banished or cursed at some point.
‘He’s a great person.’
A great achievement that is favored by the mountain that holds [mystery].
But I don’t consider this an achievement.
It would be natural for warriors to respect men who have accomplished great things.
“I may have digressed, but as long as we have this hot spring, neither you nor them will have to worry about your health being ruined.”
“… Are there any special effects to this hot spring?”
“Wound recovery, joint healing, natural healing power activation, skin beauty, and health promotion effects? There were a few more, but I can’t remember them well…”
“… … .”
The assistants thought.
Let’s somehow look good in front of this person.
Then, wouldn’t there be a chance to visit here again?
He was a knight who unintentionally gained the loyalty of his disciples.
