My second son finally contacted me via Katok and I told him to come to a village called Metheus. Then I settled in Garbage Village that was a day away from Fortren and had a busy day. The first thing to do was to arm the residents with the weapons and armors I had stolen. Rather than old, rusty weapons, they received swords and spears that shone like they were new.

There was just one problem. They hadn’t been systematically trained so it was useless even if they had good weapons. The problem was solved by asking Kerenos. The residents of Garbage Village were placed under Kerenos’ leadership. It was also in front of me.

“Stab at one. One!”

“U-Uhh...!”

“Ugh. Who hit me?”

“Oh my. I’m sorry.”

It felt like it would take some time. Their postures were completely messed up. I felt sorry when I saw Kerenos frowning. The residents of Garbage Village couldn’t eat so they were as skinny as anchovies. They also lacked muscle and explosive power. Apart from training, it seemed that I would have to feed them.

“Sigh. I’m busy, busy.”

I sighed and turned my head to see Kim Sujeong busily moving. The treatment of the injured...