Evening.
After a day of training, the exhausted students let their guards down and stretched out to rest in the dormitory, too tired to even move a finger.
The office building was brightly lit, and four instructors sat in the office for a meeting.
Caroline Edwin sat in her chair with a clean, neat sheet of paper and a ballpoint pen laid out in front of her.
Oswald Haywood glanced at her languid posture, his brow furrowed for a moment, but he said nothing.
He took out his smartphone to check the weather forecast. "According to the weather report, the temperature in Rice City will drop sharply in the early hours of the night, and a heavy snowfall is coming. This snow will last about a week."
Marie Gabriel understood what Oswald Haywood meant and naturally took over the conversation. "Haywood, it seems you plan to use the snowy weather for intensive training of the students."
The statement wasn't phrased as a question, clearly showing she had a good grasp of his intentions.
