"Let's go," Oliver said. Verdant didn't move until he said those words. The priest seemed to trust him implicitly when it came to matters of the battlefield. He was likely one of the strangest men that Oliver had ever met – how could you trust anyone so completely without having a mountain of proof that they were right?
Of course, Oliver had shown him that he could swing a sword, but Oliver didn't think he'd done anything to show Verdant that he knew what he was talking about. In fact, Oliver was sure he didn't. He was only a little stronger than the rest of them. That was strength, though. It didn't necessarily mean he would be a good teacher, and yet here he was, training five people.
What would Dominus say seeing that? It was hard to picture. He probably wouldn't say much… Though, Dominus himself hadn't taught anyone until he'd taught Beam, so maybe he'd encourage it.
