In the courtyard of the adventurer association, an officer was looking over a crowd of adventurers who would soon be joining the military.
These were the new recruits from Losla, and Michael stood by the officers side.
The second officer was sitting behind a desk outside as he recorded their names, level, class and that they were from Losla village before making a report for the other officer.
“Hmm… according to our records there is usually more… You have been saying the script right?” the officer enquired of Michael
“Of course” Michael smiled, pulling out a note as he used an overly enthusiastic voice, so enthusiastic that it sounded almost sarcastic, as he began to read it before the officer:
“Working in the military is an opportunity to serve your country, your king, and achieve greatness. You will be given the proper training to achieve your potential and become a brother among many!”