At Windia, the training center of the Sylphid Knights...

The men were sitting down with the scarlet sunset behind their backs. Kerenos was in the front row and he had already been meditating for two hours with his top off. Behind him, the other knights were also meditating with their tops off. Kerenos focused his mind while casually listening to the knights who groaned as their legs shook.

“......”

Kerenos was looking back on his fight with Belphegor. It was very helpful for his development to look back on himself and the battle. Kerenos often encouraged the other knights to meditate like this and now they were all practicing it together.

“Umm...”

“Ugh. My legs...”

“There is no blood flow...”

The knights behind him continued to groan. Kerenos spoke as if to ignore the pain of those knights, “Put up with it. This is also part of training.”

“Umm...”

“Ugh. Shit...”

Behind him, disgruntled groans continued to emerge. Becker, the deputy captain sitting right behind Kerenos, slowly opened his mouth. “...Captain,...