Kill the Dragon

It was an adaptation period of 3 weeks, the time given to Lee Han and the children. At the end of the acclimation period, it will be incorporated into the first grade. The arc was a grade-school system, but it was a structure that was promoted as soon as the curriculum conditions were met. The first few years of the sanitarium were all properly applied.

“Good, we're together for three weeks. ”

The children soon became close. Being a child, national or racial barriers were low. As soon as the meter was given, it was rapidly approaching. Of course, there was a distance between the groups, but it was not hostile. Only children of the same position can rely on a strange environment.

Including this, non-English speakers spent most of their morning classes learning English. You have acquired the required vocabulary and commands. The afternoon was subtracted by training and lessons in psychic skills.

“Del Simon, from the Royal Psychic Training Institute? ”

Red said. A man with a red face often matches his name. He was an acquired psychic soldier who played during the first invasion. He is now one of Arc's instructors.

“Yes, it is. ”

Simon rises with confidence. He was proud. He has been rarely trained as a gifted member of the Psychic Children who are currently in prison. The UK and several other countries train their own bikers. Higher training, of course, takes place at the arc.

“Good. Has the feature evolved? ”

“Not yet.”

Sergeant Red looked at the children. Some children tilted their heads to say.

“Simon, grab the pen I just threw with your mind. ”

Simon's eyes glow blue. Expressing Psychic Ability will cause the pupils to glow. He concentrates and grabs the pen with his mind. The pen flutters in mid-air.

“Excellent, Simon. ”

Simon proudly smiles, complimented. Then Sergeant Red said,

“But you're trash because you're educated before everyone else. ”

Simon's expression stiffens. Sergeant Red was not a friendly instructor to the children. Simon's face is filled with anger and humiliation. Arc aims to train the Cyclist soldier. Strong mental strength and patience are essential for a soldier who has to hunt a dragon like despair. The instructors spat profanity and abuse against young children.

“Are you angry? Simon? You think I'm gonna cry? If you want to suckle your mom's tits right now, I'll give it back to you right now. ”

Sergeant Red raises his head at Simon. Simon looks like he's about to burst into tears. It was not because I was afraid, but because I was unfair. But Simon put up with it. Crying is a disgrace amongst children.

“No, I'm not.”

Simon said quietly. Sergeant Red kicks Simon's ass and sends him back to his seat.

“It's not too much. ”

“I hate Simon, but that doesn't mean it's okay. ”

The children whispered. Even the children who didn't get along well with Simon.

Lee looked at Sergeant Red with his eyes open.

‘I'm used to this. ’

Lee grew up in a harsher environment than other children. I was a child, but I was responsible for younger siblings than myself. I entered the adult world sooner than others. I was often trampled by adults because I was caught stealing food. It was fortunate that I finished my insult.

“And you're worse than Simon. You're worse than garbage. Do you think it's bad? I really suck at this. You have to make a psychic soldier in a few years if you can't even use your mind. A warrior to fight dragons. ”

Sergeant Red's face turns red. He vomited and blasphemed their personality. Some children burst into tears. Sergeant Red laughs ferociously at the children's cries.

“When a dragon appears, will you cry and call your mother? You think they're gonna come flying in here like Supermams and beat the crap out of dragons and change your diapers? You're welcome... I'll just die. If you do not fight, you will be eaten first, and then your family and friends will die. You are the fucked-up future and hope of humanity. It is not a metaphor. You really are my last hope. A congenital sicker usually outperforms an acquired sicker like me by more than 10 times. I mean, even you scumbags can be stronger than the sergeant you've seen in a short time. ”

A heroic sensation rose from the breasts of some of the children, Red said. The hearts of the boys jumped to the sound of hope, the last future of humanity.

"On the moonlight."

Lee Han seemed to be able to cooperate. Lee remembered his purpose.

‘War should be fought by others. I get good grades and feed my brothers, and that's it. ’

Sergeant Red explained his psychic tricks.

“Imagine that there is a part of you that generates psychic energy. Good head, good heart. Or think of it as Chinese martial arts. Reforming is important. ”

Most children failed to express psychic energy externally. The energy inside failed to gather. It was the same for me. I thought a lifetime of psychics had nothing to do with me. I couldn't imagine until I got a detector.

“Hm. Desperate. ”

Sergeant Red spoke to himself. But there were no children who didn't listen.

“As you all know, the acclimatization period is three weeks. Those who cannot develop in three weeks return home. ”

The children's faces changed. They all went to the arc for personal reasons. There's one reason we can't go back. It was the same for Lee.

"I can't go back. ’

Lee focused again. I felt no psychic energy at all. Despite Red Corporal's continued training for several days, it was useless. The children around me succeeded one by one. Kuro, who was best friends with Lee Han, also expressed.

Woohoo.

Kuro's eyes glow blue. The air around him shivers slightly.

“Hey, success! Hahn! I did it, too! ”

Kuro jumps up and down. Hahn glances at him.

“Congratulations."

Lee said briefly. Kuro flinches and bows.

“I'm sorry, hahn. ”

Even after Kuro succeeded, Lee's heart became more urgent. It's been a week. I spent all my time in psychic training, except for fitness training and class time. However, there were no signs of psychic expression.

‘I don't have the talent. ’

I couldn't even begin before the full training. Lee was frustrated with his frustration.

“Hahn.”

Kuro calls you.

“Why?”

Lee said coldly because his nerves became sharp.

“Ask Simon for help. The tricks I learned at the British Training Institute made a lot of other kids successful. ”

I frowned a little. Simon was from mainland Europe and from Northeast Asia. It did not quarrel any longer, but was implicitly divided.

“That's it. There's still time. ”

Lee didn't see Simon well either. Simon's tone and actions were cut off by an elite ritual. The arrogance of being different from your peers still remains. In fact, I excelled in every class. Lee Han was boiling inside. He practiced psychic training at the lodge before going to bed.

“How are the kids in prison this time? ”

Instructors and teachers chatted in the break room. They looked at the hologram files while drinking coffee.

“Well, he's a bit of a character, but Del Simon's fine. ”

“You said you were the last genius at the British Training Center. ”

“Psychic judgments are grade A6. It's promising. It's very sophisticated to handle mind-fulness. It's way beyond freshman year. I'm still young, so I can look at A-1s. ”

The hologram shows Del Simon's profile. The instructors and teachers carved Simon's face into his head. Talent is often remembered. Psychic Soldiers are fundamental to minor fertility. The cost of a psychic soldier's equipment is astronomical. In particular, psychoframes that maximize psychokinetic ability are limited in quantity.

“How about this one? His name is Lee Han. He's Korean. ”

“The fastest one in every class. You're better at learning than anyone else. You seem to be trying that hard. But we haven't even seen a psychic outbreak yet. It's D-grade, so there's a limit to diarrhea. ”

Sergeant Red heard the stories of the instructors. He fires from his fingertips. He spits out the cigar smoke.

“There's still time. Psychic abilities don't always gradually increase. Maybe it just explodes and follows. ”

Sergeant Red says that and leans against the chair. Someone told Sergeant Red.

“Sergeant, this is a non-smoking area. ”