Military camp, drill ground.
Soldiers were still gathering, Heine and Arthur chatted sporadically.
He had completely recovered by now; his mouth was no longer twisted, but he spoke even less, and there was no smile on his face.
"Are you really going to insist on doing this?" Arthur asked.
"Yes, I believe my skeletons are up to the task of being instructors."
Arthur said no more.
He knew that Heine's skeletons were strong fighters, but training recruits was another matter altogether.
Moreover...
These people weren't soldiers; they were just there to pass the time.
…
Zhuo Yang: "See, I was right! Heine really plans to let us teach the NPCs! We've turned the tables, brothers. God knows how much I've suffered at the hands of NPC instructors, and now there's a chance to blow off steam and gain experience at the same time, double the fun!"
Wei Dianyuan: "Don't get too happy just yet, I've taught the natives in the game before, and they were terribly unskilled... "
