‘This is an obvious waste of time. What are those two captains thinking? What would waiting five more days change anything…?’ many thought.

The days changed and time passed. The crew’s training sessions progressed.

Those who watched the training irritably began to feel coldness seeping into their hearts, even in the heat of June.

The postures of the Essen crew members were still clumsy. Their movements were awkward, and their fighting style was sloppy. There was no set formula, and they couldn’t draw the beautiful lines of movement that experienced warriors were proud of. They tried new, ridiculous things, and they occasionally laughed at their own actions.

However, once two full days passed, no one dared laugh at them. The members of the Absolute Clans, those who seemingly ruled over the continent with their martial prowess, started getting up from their resting positions. Despite being an open place where everyone could see each other’s movements and skills, the Absolute clansmen started training seriously.

Giyoung wiped the sweat from her brow. She glanced to the side. There, she could see the Essen crew members engaged in training.

‘Can I suppress them?’

Giyoung recalled the battle organization she learned within the Ki-Jang Clan. The Ki-Jang Clan was known...