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Part 3
My first day of training approached. The farmer said i may stay with him, even though the army that dropped me off here had said that to him only a day before. He had no wife and no children so it was good to have a new face about. He made me a small soup for breakfast. "Eat up. You'll need your strength if you plan to fight all-day with those army wanna-bes. None have made it past outpost watchmen, but parents tell them to try anyway." He said trying to be encouraging... in a 'you'll never make it' tone. "Dont worry." I replied, "My goal isn't the army, its just to get stronger." I thanked him for the meal and headed for my first training session.

If only the coordinator made us do some accual Fighting manuvers, these kids would make it to the big leagues. This guy wasn't even trying to teach them! I decided, it was either tell him to bring this 'game' up to the next level or quit and let a real warrior take over. "Hey!" I yelled while he was speaking. (I guess i have a bad habbit of doing that to him) He stopped imediatly and firmly said, "What?" with a bitter, angry tone. "Why are you only teaching upper storkes? All that's good for is chopping wood. You need to make this class A LOT tougher if this is going to be the future army of the kingdom." I said in protest to his class.
"Well if you think you know better, why dont you come up and conduct this class."
"Gladly." I replied.