"Holy shit!

Shh!

"Sweet!"

Gah!

"Chip!"

"This is what happens because I pull back there!

Bocco!

"Wow... here we go..."

"Pat, no, Commander Snakes, aren't you fast enough? It's got a lot of power."

"I'm aware of that even if Wayne doesn't tell me. But you're too strong! You quit being a human and become a demon?

"Asshole. If it was me, there'd be others."

"Seriously... I've made up my mind! I don't fight strong guys!

"You can't say that on the battlefield!

"If you're on the battlefield, strike, darkness, everything is ants!

"Oh, I don't think I can beat you that way..."

"So if they say it's a grand battle or something, you should run away and let your men do it!

"I feel sorry for my men..."

It was a comma in joint training between the eight and two armies.

For once, since Lieutenant General Simon is at the head of the two and eight armies, joint training has been frequent lately.

The main objective is to raise the base of the force.

The plain physical development system is led by Patrick and Wayne is responsible for the bottom-up of his personal skills.

In other words, Wayne became the most skilled individual in the two and eight armies.

It was a common sight for the two of us to meet as we looked around at the training of our men.

"All right, we're running to finish. All fully equipped!

To Patrick's voice,

"Ugh, less today, please."

Wayne with a fed up voice.

"Shh. At Wayne's request, speed up and walk for 3 hours!

"" "Eh!

"Lieutenant Colonel - Maybe you'll pass out."

When Mirko raised his voice,

"Tell Wayne to complain!

At the same time Wayne had a hateful eye,

"I didn't mean to say anything unnecessary..."

Item-dropping Wayne.