Just like that, Karna observed the demonic army building new oikas from morning to late afternoon, then their training by the walls.
As always, teamwork and protecting the person standing by their sides was the core of the group exercises.
He nodded, the corner of his lips curling into a charming smile as the whistle of blades cutting through the air and the clash of metal reverberated around him.
Beyond strict discipline, each time Garduck corrected their postures, he felt an underlying desire to keep everyone safe—especially when he scolded the six unruly teenagers.
Even if it didn't seem like much, the affectionate guidance and soft chuckles he heard warmed his heart. It struck him since he had expected them to spend their days gambling, fighting, or indulging in lust.
Yet, from his initial observation and brief discussion with Muramasa, Litia, and Dimitris, the territory seemed much better than most human cities.
