An Old Country Bumpkin Receives a Visit

“Is Commander Allucia here?!”

“Hm?”

Having finished sparring with Allucia, I was just thinking I’d change gears and get back to instructing everyone.

The training-ground door flew open with a bang, accompanied by hurried footsteps.

“Evans. What is it?”

The one who’d flung the door open was Evans Jean, one of the younger knights of the Rebellio Order of Knights.

He was about Curni’s age, of average height and a decent build—in short, a young man with potential.

With slightly drooping eyes and neatly cropped hair, he was an energetic, promising young fellow.

Like Evans, everyone had decent potential, seeing as they’d made it into the Order of Knights.

Being able to train young people like this was an experience I hadn’t really gotten to enjoy at my local dojo. Of course, there were kids like that there, too, but for some reason most of my students were children. That had been fun in its own way, though...