Thursday, 04.05.2364

The city’s reconstruction progressed quickly, thanks to the help from the units.

However, as each unit gradually left the city, the goal felt increasingly distant.

On this day, yet another unit was ordered to depart.

This time, it was the 20th Unit under Funo.

Unlike the other units, he left the city without any real reason.

He lied, claiming that he had been ordered back to Kunkan.

The other commanders saw through it immediately.

He was lazy, arrogant, and a deceitful swine who just wanted a simple, controllable life.

That’s why he left the city before Makon and Fetu’s verdicts were announced.

He didn’t care.

He only wanted to return to his city, where he was the boss and his word was law.

So, no one said anything as he, relieved but irritated, left the city through the main gate with his unit.

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In the Rebels' Hideout, Evening:

After training, Kawao rested for a few minutes while Koru went off to shower.

Apparently, through an old, unknown method, they could wash with fresh, filtered seawater, even in the mountain's depths.

Even after just one day, the training had intensified considerably.

They couldn’t stop until he had shattered every single stone.

Yesterday, Koru had been instructed to throw the stones in different directions to keep him moving.

Today, he was required to shatter the rocks into more pieces than before.

He could only manage this by using a lot more energy.

The more energy he used at once, the more it strained his body and his Nyd—a good way to train.

He was sure that after this, he had definitely grown stronger.

After resting, he left the hall, making way for the other rebels who now waited for the end of their training, eager not to be struck by stray stones.

Once everyone was inside and the door was closed, Kawao set off.

When he reached a crossroads after a while, something immediately caught his attention.

Strange. There wasn’t a crossroads here before, was there?

He looked around briefly.

It was dead silent, and no one was nearby.

After a moment, he headed in the direction he was sure was correct.

After a while, he reached another crossroads.

And along his path, there were no doors or other markings.

Only torches on the wall.

He paused again.

Then he ran forward, straight ahead.

Quickly, he reached another crossroads.

And then another.

And yet another.

After three more crossroads, he stopped.

Something was definitely off here.

He decided to wait a moment.

What’s going on here? Is this a Nyd? A test? Or an attack? he wondered.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed behind him.