Chapter 921: A Sudden Visit

Algerie Kingdom, Spearman Guild.

"Alright. Let's stop our training here."

As those words came out of Noel's mouth, over a hundred people wielding spears let out a sigh of relief, immediately slumping to the ground as they got their rest.

Looking at their tired expressions, a faint smile gradually crept up Noel's lips as he affixed his spear to his back.

'It won't be long till their gaze carries a ferocious glint in combat,' thought the old man to himself, nodding in satisfaction at the progress the new batch of recruits were making.

Giving the recruits more time to rest than usual, Noel sat at a nearby chair and leaned on it, feeling a wave of relief wash over his back.

Though, not long after, the man soon sat straight up, his expression a slight frown as he brought up a screen before him.

Ding!

Looking through the screen, the frown on the old man's face deepened, his attention focused on a certain person's name.