Training Like Combat, Combat Like Training

100 days.

100 days could be considered quite a long time. If you had to endure 100 days doing nothing but eating three meals a day and staring at a wall, there would be no Hell quite like it.

But, what if you chose one task and did nothing but that like your life depended on it for 100 days…?

What if you immersed yourself in that one thing so deeply you couldn’t tell if it was day or night, or whether your eyes were open or closed…?

If that were possible, 100 days might actually be a very short time.

“Oh? It’s snowing.”

At some point, Youngest could feel that truth firsthand as he watched the first snow.

The air, which had grown cold before he knew it, filled his lungs, and the soft snow piled upon his shoulders.

The 100 days promised by the Leader had already passed a few days ago.

‘…It really was a Hell-like 100 days.’...