CH 33

Recruitment (6)

It was as expected.

When injuries occurred from the first turn, cowards like Morrison hurriedly turned away.

"I will not accept this barbaric test!"

"Even if an arrow is stabbed in your body, you can endure it. If it makes me crippled, can you take responsibility for my life? I don't know what the hell he was thinking, but I'll just give up here.

"I will give up too. I am not a noble of the central government, nor do I want to give my life for Roman Dmitry."

People all at once expressed their intention to give up.

Even to the appearance of people who were nervous because they said they were walking in vain, Chris did not impose any sanctions.

ahead of the exam.

Roman said not to force it.

We needed people who would be genuinely loyal, rather than gossipers who only care about the rewards Kevin received.

It is a human being to betray even after such filtering and filtering.

If you identify the basic qualities, even first, you can quickly identify people who are at least worth the time.

The test continued.

Hundreds of people said that they had escaped the exam hall, but not all of them expressed their intention to give up.

"It's Henderson."

A man from Lawrence.

He came out with a sad face.

As a mere commoner, he rarely risked his life in his life, but he clenched his teeth with a face trembling in fear.

In fact, I wanted to give up the exam right away just like everyone else.

However, whenever he remembered Roman, who punished the Blood Fang for harassing his permanent residents, Henderson reflected on how determined he was to pass this test.

once in a while.

As a man, I wanted to swear allegiance to someone like Roman.

It's not that I'm trying to achieve something great, but just listening to Roman's story made my blood boil.

"One foot."

The archer fed the arrow.

Despite seeing the bloodshed in the previous turn, he aimed his arrows bluntly as if nothing had happened.

Henderson's eyes widened.

It looked like it was trembling.

The archer grinned and fired an arrow as it was.

puck!

" Whoops."

took a deep breath.

right beside.

The arrow was pierced 5cm away from the face.

My heart was pounding, and the moment I was thinking whether I should give up even now, the archer fed the next arrow.

"Two feet."

late.

The mouth did not fall.

Rather than proceeding with the test with great courage, the next arrow was fired after he hesitated.

puck!

"Three feet."

puck!

Time passed in an instant.

When it was confirmed that the last arrow had been safely nailed to the plate, Henderson lost strength in his legs and collapsed.

A cold sweat was running down his forehead.

As Henderson, pale-faced, looked up ahead, Chris said indifferently.

"Henderson, pass."

Really.

It was a test I never wanted to take again.

Successful applicants were more than expected.

400 people supported.

Among them, 120 people passed the first test.

Most were shivering men like Henderson, but some passed the test with confidence.

Successful candidates gathered in one place.

Roman stepped forward.

"You guys passed the first test. You guys have proven your worth as warriors with this test, but the number of people I want to pass is 30. Therefore, I will test you once more through the second test."

Actually.

After taking the test, it was decided who was more useful.

Lucas, who took the exam with a smile, was more valuable than Henderson, who shivered with a pale face.

In fact, the two differed from each other in their power.

However, by Roman standards, the difference between the two was not particularly special.

Although Henderson felt fear, he did not leave his seat while the three arrows were being fired, and what Roman wanted to confirm through the first test was the courage to suppress fear on his own.

Everyone feels fear.

Rather than being worn out and insensitive to fear on the battlefield, it was more impressive to see how he endured fear.

And.

'The people gathered here will have their own circumstances.'

Dmitry's nerd.

People gathered even after hearing their stigma.

Their support goals are diverse.

Like Henderson, witnessing Roman's appearance in Lawrence was a strong shock, like Lucas's curiosity driven by rumors floating around, or simply liking the conditions of an enlisted soldier.

Everyone had their own purpose.

Roman wanted to cover the gemstones.

Regardless of the purpose of the people, regardless of the level of force.

They were born with the heart of a beast, and they needed people who faced them with awe, not fear.

Therefore, force is not an absolute evaluation criterion.

Lucas must have had outstanding skills that earned him the qualifications of a B-class mercenary, but Roman is confident that he can develop a soldier like Lucas at any time with his teachings.

It was a matter of choice.

Will you accept Lucas and make him a stronger soldier, or accept Henderson and grow him up step by step?

Roman looked around the applicants.

While talented people like Lucas showed confidence in passing, others lacked confidence.

'What I want to confirm with them from now on is their attitude towards me. Only those who know who I am and feel awe, not fear, can dream of my future.'

When I met Kevin.

When I met Chris.

Roman always proved his worth in the same way.

The world of weak meat food.

In that fierce world, in order to rule over someone's head, they needed visible power, not sweet words.

perfect domination.

Roman, as always, longed for blind loyalty.

"From now on, we will proceed with the second test in turn. The process is simple. Prove your worth by competing with me. I don't want to win If there are people who can stand up to me for even a minute, regardless of the reason, that person will be accepted and the conditions will be raised as well."

Roman's speech.

It was arrogant.

At first, everyone was confused.

A whopping 120 people will take the second test.

I know that Roman is a talented person, but even if I dealt with them for just one minute, the test took a total of 120 minutes.

But even if you hold out for a minute, you'll pass.

People reacted as if they were crazy.

Roman was arrogant.

If the remarks you just made were just nonsense, it seemed that you could not hide your disappointment with Roman.

"I will do it first."

one man.

A person presumed to be a mercenary stepped forward.

With a strong physique approaching two meters, and a face covered with scars, it was evident that he had experienced prenatal struggles on the battlefield.

He is the kind that proudly passed the first test.

As much as he was confident, he was furious at Roman's remarks.

'If you hold out for a minute, you'll let me pass. Roman Dmitry's confidence is skyrocketing. If Roman really subjugated Blood Fang alone, it would mean that he had enough power, but even then, it would be impossible to defeat me in one minute. I will prove my worth by passing the exam in the first turn.'

widely.

I stood in front of Roman.

In a situation where there was a huge difference in physique, people looked at Roman and the man alternately.

"Take the sword."

Chris threw the sword.

It was a wooden sword with low lethality, and compared to the size of the man, it was small enough to look like a toy.

yet.

start.

signal went down.

The man, who had been waiting for the signal with his huge muscles wriggling, slammed to the ground as if he had waited for Chris' words.

I didn't intend to pass the exam by holding on for a minute.

Although it is a person he may not be serving in the future, he needed to use this space to clearly imprint who he is.

blast furnace.

There was no mercy in his hands.

Due to the sword being swung at Roman's neck, people naturally thought that Roman would be pushed by force.

By the way.

hook.

The wind blew.

Roman's head fluttered at the sword wielded by the man, and Roman evaded the man's sword with a light movement that made him feel foreign.

For a moment, Chris shook his head.

Having experienced directly dealing with Roman, I knew how threatening the move to nullify the attack with one step was threatening.

Moment.

The man's face was stained with embarrassment.

He hurriedly retrieved his sword and tried to attack Roman, but before he could react, his eyes went round and round.

tuk.

Kwadang!

"Ugh."

Roman stepped forward.

The man's balance was broken, and his heavy body fell to the ground as it was.

There was nothing more to see.

The moment the man lifted his head and tried to check Roman, Roman suddenly pointed a sword at his neck.

next.

That's it.

People thought that this test might be more difficult than the first test.

people thought

Even if Roman is strong.

By the time the 60th round is in progress, Roman's stamina has been exhausted, so there is no choice but to pass one after another.

So people postponed the order.

I wanted to take the time somehow and grab the title of the successful candidate.

But.

The results were different from their expectations.

" Nonsense.

60th contender.

He also fell out with a single knife.

People rubbed their eyes with both hands when they saw the challenger collapse helplessly to confirm that this was real.

'Is Roman a monster?'

60 fights.

60 defeats.

Everyone couldn't hold out for even 30 seconds, let alone a minute.

People who said they ate a little bit of scabbard began to attack, but when they came to their senses, they saw the sky in front of them.

I got goosebumps.

The rumors were true.

Roman Dmitry was strong enough to subdue the Blood Fang with his own strength, and there was no trace of Dmitry's idiot.

attitude towards people. overwhelming power.

And the charisma that grips people's hearts from her voice showed what kind of person Roman is.

Like I said first.

Roman was a predator.

In a world of weak meat, predators who can decide their own lives at will.

People's hearts raced.

Looking at Roman's face, I thought that what he said would really come true.

"If you pass the test and become mine. You will be able to live your life as a predator who can decide your own life. I, Roman Dmitry, promise me one thing."

that it allows you to live independently.

It was sweeter than anything in this world.

People face reality.

Since then, people's eyes have changed seriously.

'I pass the test somehow. Becoming a Roman person is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that will never come.'

instinct said.

Hold on to the rope that fell from the sky.

Now, Roman is still regarded as Dmitry's idiot.

Now was the perfect opportunity to get on the sleep dragon's back.

That was then.

next.

"Yes, I am going."

61st turn.

Lucas went on stage.