(The right hand side is the east, modified)

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Frost Leaf Town, military training ground.

A gentle breeze brushed against the cheeks, finally bringing a trace of warmth.

Below the fence, tender new buds quietly sprouted.

Just like the rows of new recruits on the training ground.

Rein stood at the front of the lineup, hands behind his back, face serious.

"Today is the final archery test, which will decide whether you join the regular army, the reserves, the militia, or go back to farming."

Rein's voice echoed across the open field, his gaze sweeping over the soldiers' youthful faces,

"Each person gets five arrows."

"More than four misses mean failure!"

"First team, begin the test, second team, get ready!"

Upon Rein's command, the soldiers stepped forward one by one to grab their bows and arrows.

After ensuring the bowstrings were fine, they placed arrows on the strings.

"Ready!"

Rein shouted loudly: "Release!"

The sound of bowstrings vibrating came one after another, as ten arrows sliced through the air.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

All ten arrows hit the target.

Rein glanced in surprise.

The first round seemed quite impressive.

Rein smiled.

It seems not only has my own archery improved, but these youngsters have also made great progress.

Intense training does have an effect.

Rein nodded with satisfaction, quietly waiting for the soldiers to finish shooting all five arrows.

"Report the results!"

Rein walked towards the targets.

"Target number one, Aim Spoon, all hit, three in the bullseye, excellent!"

"Nice!"

The named young man smiled with joy and high-fived his nearby companions.

"Quiet!"

Rein shouted coldly.

Under normal circumstances, he might have cracked a whip, but at this moment, because of the good results, Rein was also quite happy.

"Target number two, Zack Willow, all hit, three in the bullseye, excellent!"

"Target number three, Dewey Barrel, all hit, two in the bullseye..."

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"Target number ten, Orlando Black Snake Skin, all hit, five in the bullseye, excellent!"

"Wow!"

The first team of soldiers couldn't help but cheer loudly, and other soldiers also looked forward in amazement.

Rein was taken aback, striding quickly towards the target.

Although this was only a distance of fifty meters, these were all completely new recruits who had only been training for two months!

At this stage, for new recruits to hit the target more than four times at a distance of fifty meters would be considered passing by Rein!

Could they all have hit the bullseye five times?

Therefore, Rein couldn't believe it and questioned the soldier checking the results: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Sir Rein!"

The inspecting soldier answered seriously: "I checked three times before I dared to record it."

Rein frowned, sensing something was amiss.

However, the test couldn't be delayed, so Rein instructed: "Note it down, have this Orlando retake the test later."

"Yes, Sir Rein."

Rein nodded, returned to his position, and ordered loudly,

"Continue the test."

The first team of recruits put down their bows and arrows, quickly moving aside to make room for the next team.

As the tested recruits were quite surprised themselves, they couldn't help but chat happily in line,

"Well done, Orlando!"

The recruit Dewey stretched his neck, quietly praising: "So impressive today, you must have been practicing extra, right?"

"Practice my ass, weren't we both playing 'Siege' yesterday?"

Orlando replied, "I just thought passing would be good enough, but I didn't expect to have such good form today and get an excellent score!"

"Don't talk about me, Dewey, you're just at a farming level, and you got an excellent score today too?"

"I don't know either."

Dewey looked confused, "I felt unexpectedly comfortable with the bow today!"

"Hey, me too, me too!"

"Yeah, it was like holding a noble lady's soft and smooth hand!"

"Haha, as if you've ever held a noble lady's hand?"

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The first team's chatter grew louder, only calming down after Rein shot a glare back at them.

But their words left Rein even more puzzled.

——He felt the same way himself.

Just then, the results for the second team of recruits were also announced.

Ten people, only one missed an arrow, all passing.

Additionally, two people had five bullseyes, causing another round of cheers among the recruits.

This continuous string of good results left Rein increasingly confused.

He knew these soldiers' normal performance very well.

Under normal circumstances, if they could all hit the target, that would be good enough.

How come today everyone became expert marksmen?

Rein shook his head helplessly.

But this was a good thing, not something to worry about.

Rein only feared he was dreaming, and when he woke up, these boys would be back to being sloppy.

"Next team, continue!"

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Sunlight streamed through the window into the commander's single cabin.

Durant was smiling broadly, eating roast meat while reviewing the report.

Just as he was leaning back in his chair, indulging in his own delight, footsteps approached from outside the door.

Rein turned sideways and knocked on the door.

"Good afternoon, Rein, come in."

Durant waved with a smile,

"Sit down."

"You're just in time, for the wild boar meat you sent me yesterday."

He got up and went to the rack by the stove, slicing off a piece of sizzling, greasy roast meat with a dagger.

"Try this."

Durant handed the plate to Rein.

Rein thanked him and sighed lightly.

"Judging by your expression, were this morning's test results not satisfactory?" Durant asked.

Rein shook his head,

"No, it was quite the opposite."

Rein looked at Durant, frowning slightly,

"The results were just too good."

"Never before have they been so good."

Rein handed the report in his hand to Durant and continued,

"In all my years from practicing archery since childhood to later training the army for Lord Luo De, I have never seen results this good."

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