Benjamin returned to the army base.
Like last time, the soldier standing guard by the door quietly took him to the gunfire training grounds. Benjamin stared at the person covered with armor, silently curious whether he was the same cocky brat from yesterday.
Well, he had no chance to verify his guess anyway as the soldier left without a word after he arrived at his destination.
Benjamin could only turn around and enter the training grounds.
A middle-aged man was leading the recruits into formation. When he saw Benjamin, he scoffed,
"Oh, you actually came? Since you’re here, get in line! Come earlier next time."
Benjamin was dragged out of bed by his maid at 6 a.m. He did not get a good night sleep due to the events that happened yesterday night, so he was already exhausted enough. If he was required to arrive earlier for the next training, the man might as well just take his life.
