"If you want to join the training camp, you have to sign up with Teacher Kasha. At this time, Teacher Kasha is probably reporting to Sister Akara. The Sister's tent is at the end of this street." Milo I said as I walked.
"Well! I just want to visit Akara... The Great Sister..." Mo Bei was a little uncomfortable with this title. He seemed to respond calmly, but in fact, he was so excited that he wanted to shout. It seems that I am here This is not because I am not familiar with the place!
Kasha. . . Akara. . . The appearance of these two names that Mo Bei had known for more than ten years finally confirmed that this was the Rogge Camp!
In fact, Mo Bei was not surprised by this. When he heard about the Evil Cave, he was 90% sure that this was Rogge's camp. However, Mo Bei was always worried that everything here was different from what he knew in the game. Time has passed, and I have just arrived, but I have already missed everything. . .
The appearance of these two names made him very happy!
As Milor said, the two saw a small clearing at the end of the street. Two sections of low walls were built with stones that can be found everywhere in the wasteland, which can be regarded as a separate circle of this small clearing. In front of a small tent in the small clearing, an old woman wearing a purple cloak and a black sarong sat. Sitting on a chair, his hands folded in his lap, his expression calm.
Behind her was a bright red. It was a bright red turban and cloak. It was draped over a tall woman, who crossed her arms and leaned on the seemingly shaky tent.
"It's really Kasha and Akara!" The two came to the small open space, and Mo Bei recognized the two of them at a glance.
"Sister Akara, Teacher Kasha." Milor bowed slightly. "This is Mo Bei. He just came to the camp and wants to join the training camp."
"Hello, Grandma Akara, Kasha... Aunt... My name is Mo Bei." Mo Bei didn't know how to salute, so he bowed. . .
"...Auntie..." Kasha rubbed her brows and stood up straight, without much expression on her face. He took out a small badge from somewhere, threw it to Mo Bei and said, "Go and report."
Akara just sat with a smile, and his pair of white blind eyes were also smiling.
Milor on the side was very speechless, what kind of fuss does this title of aunt mean? . . .
Mo Bei also regretted this slip of the tongue caused by overthinking.
He felt that since he had not joined the training camp, it seemed inappropriate to call him a teacher. And after getting in touch with some people in this world, Mo Bei found that it was difficult to judge the age of people here based on their appearance. Some people seemed to be of the same age, but they exuded completely different auras.
In addition, his habit of calling people has not changed yet, so when he was anxious, the word "aunt" appeared in his mind, and he blurted it out immediately. .
"Sister Akara, Teacher Kasha, I'll take Mo Bei to report first!" Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Milor said goodbye to the two of them and dragged Mo Bei away.
"Very funny little guy," Akara said with a smile after the two left. "The village that was recently destroyed by monsters was Thakur Village near the Salwa Forest. Five months ago. It's over... Time and distance don't match up. Hmm... His soul is quite pure and he will be an excellent career changer."
"Yeah. It seems to have good potential." Kasha also curled up his lips.
Mo Bei looked at the badge in his hand. It was a one-inch square diamond-shaped metal plate with a pattern that looked like a ball of flames.
"Teacher Kasha said that it represents hope. I hope that some of the students in the training camp can make the human condition better in the future." Milor said.
Mo Bei rubbed the flame with his fingers, thinking of the ruins in the wasteland and the wreckage in the cauldron of the Sinking Demon, as well as his experiences in the past few days, and a burning heat gradually ignited in his heart.
At his age, he has naturally dreamed of being a knight-errant, "rescuing people from misfortunes and helping people from poverty." Seeing the world being devastated, how can the young man's passion be calmed down!
Taking a deep breath, Mo Bei looked forward, remembering that the bartender mentioned the big square, which should be the huge open space in front of him.
The square is roughly circular in shape, with many streets extending around it. It feels like the center of the entire camp. There is a ring made of stones in the center of the square, with a diameter of about five meters. It is slightly sunken inside and has some charcoal blocks piled up. It looks like a big bonfire. I don't know when I will see the bonfire rising. Mo Bei Some expectations.
Some people were walking through the square. There are guards and there are ordinary people. The direction the two of them were facing, Milor said, was the north, and there was a tall stone and wood building. Its pattern reminded Mo Bei of a church, and it stood out among the buildings in the entire Rogge camp.
A solemn and gorgeous flag hangs on the highest wall of the building. The steady royal blue is set against the holy white and gold. An angel's wings are slightly spread, and his hands are holding a gorgeous and thick shield in front of him.
Mo Bei looked at the flag and felt it seemed familiar.
"That's the monastery built by the Sisters of Akara. Behind the monastery is the training camp." Milor looked very happy.
Mo Bei was also a little excited. He was finally entering the training camp. What kind of training would he receive? What career to choose. Expecting at the same time, at a loss at the same time.
The training camp is built in an open area, divided into many small venues by some buildings and walls. Through the gaps in the wall, Mo Bei saw many young figures running around in some venues, accompanied by shouts.
"Aren't you going to train today?" Mo Bei asked Milor. "Our group is not training this morning. We were a training group formed just three days ago. If you join now, you may also be assigned to our group."
"Didn't you receive training from the Amazon? Do I have to be the same as you?" Mo Bei felt that he was not suitable to be an Amazon warrior.
Milor chuckled, "We are now training in basic fighting skills and the use of various weapons and equipment, even students who want to switch to mages are no exception."
"After completing the fighting skills training, you can spontaneously go to some senior job transfers to receive some guidance. The senior job transfers here are temporarily out of work or staying in the camp to rest. Teacher Kasha asked them to teach the new students, so Maybe I will receive guidance from different seniors every time.”
Hearing this, Mo Bei breathed a sigh of relief.
The person registered by the training camp management was an old man wearing a gray robe with white beard and hair. Sitting in front of a table piled with heavy books, writing something with a quill pen. Mo Bei was excited. Just as he was about to say the word Kane, he heard Milor greeting the old man:
"Grandpa Voss, what are you writing?"
Mo Bei braked suddenly and almost bit off his tongue. It turned out it was not Kane. . .
"Oh! Milor, hehe, this is a note for you little guys. When you become job transfers or mercenaries, you will send these to the Mage Guild, and others will continue to record your growth."
"Then let me take a look at my notes. What did you write for me?" Milor leaned over.
"You've only been here a few days, and you haven't started recording yet." The old man said with a smile.
"Then your workload will increase again. This is Mo Bei, who also wants to join the training camp. I have already met with Teacher Kasha."
The old man had already noticed Mo Bei and said with a smile: "You are a very good young man. You can start training with Renault and be in the same group as Milor and the others."
"Okay, thank you!" Mo Bei replied excitedly.
Renault is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, wearing a leather armor. If it were not for the leather wristbands and leather leggings, everyone would probably think of him as an ordinary farmer.
But if someone observes carefully, they will find that when he stands still, he really doesn't move at all. He nodded to Mo Bei:
"You can familiarize yourself with the environment first. We will start class soon. Do you have any questions?"
"No! Teacher Renault!"
"Go." Renault raised his chin slightly.
Mo Bei stood on the training ground. It felt that the area was about the same as a basketball court. The ground was flat and compacted, with not much dust. There were some dummies or targets placed around it. Milor had begun punching and kicking one of the dummies.
After a while, I saw other students of similar age entering the venue one after another.
