Training Helps a Lot

Five days later, Building E.

The building where the cadets from the academy's lowest-ranked class lived.

From the nearby training grounds, cries of agony had been ringing out since early dawn.

“Hah, hah···!”

“Ghk, ghhaa···.”

“Ugh···!”

The Class E students were drenched in sweat without exception.

It seemed as though they had spent the night at the training grounds; every one of them looked utterly haggard.

In the dawn air, before the sunlight had appeared, only the chilly dew cooled their burning body heat.

“I'm gonna die for real if this keeps up···.”...