Kay handed him the little plastic knife she had.

“What do I do with this?” Emília exclaimed, looking at the knife with a confused expression.

“Strike downwards and then raise the knife again. Keep going until you can’t take it anymore.” Kay explained, still lying down.

She raised the little plastic knife above her head and, with a quick and controlled movement, struck downwards before raising the knife again, ready to attack once more.

“That’s right!” Kay encouraged. “Keep up the pace. The important thing is not to stop!”

“This is more tiring than it looks!”

She attacked and raised the knife repeatedly over and over again, sweat starting to run down her face. Each time the knife came down, Kay was by her side, guiding her and correcting her posture.

“One more time! Don’t give up now!” he encouraged.

“I’m... almost there!” — Emilia replied, determination reflected in her eyes, even as her body cried out for rest.

“Come on, just a little more,” he said, encouraging her to continue until she could no longer.

Emilia could no longer lift her arm.

“You did well!” Kay said, smiling.

“I did badly! I only did forty!” Emilia replied, panting.

“I estimated it was thirty. You really did well!” Kay replied.

“Thank you!” Emilia said, still catching her breath.

“Now, do this training every day, always increasing by ten, without lowering!” Kay instructed.

“What?” Emilia exclaimed, feeling the effort just imagining it.

“Do this and some stretching daily, and you will see the difference over time!” Kay encouraged.

“Is this the exercise your teacher gave you?” Emilia asked.

“She is a wise person.” If you follow it correctly, you will build up resistance and become more flexible! — Kay explained.

— Okay, I'll do it! — Emília said, determined.

— Now my vision is normal. Have you seen the whole base yet? — Kay asked.

— Yes! But I haven't been to the barracks yet — Emilia replied.

— I'll show you — Kay said, guiding her.

As they left the training room, Emilia looked at the corner of the courtyard and exclaimed:

— What are they doing?

— Mira? — Kay exclaimed, in shock.

— Kay? — Emilia said, worried.

— Leave them alone, let's continue! — Kay asked, forcing a smile.

The two continued on.

— Were they kissing? — Emilia asked, intrigued.

— They were. So that's why she got mad at me — Kay thought.

— What are you doing with a soldier, brother? — Emilia thought, worried.

— Speaking of which, Emilia, what's your number? — Kay asked.

— My cell phone? I don't have one! — Emilia replied, a little embarrassed.

— I'll give you mine, in case you want to talk. It turns out I didn't even tell you anything today! — Kay said.

— But it was fun training on a military base, even though it was tiring! — Emilia commented.

Kay laughed.

— It's just the beginning! — he said.

— Don't say that, or I'll get discouraged! — Emilia replied, making a face.

They went to the men's wing.

— Just wait a minute, I'll see how it is in here! — Kay said.

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— Okay! — Emilia replied.

Kay went into the room and then came back.

— I already talked to them. You can come in! — Kay announced.

— Excuse me! — Emilia said, entering the room.

Emilia entered the room and, upon seeing her, the guys quickly knelt in front of her in reverence. Sky, who was on the bunk bed, tried to get down, but ended up slipping.

— Oh my God, are you okay? — exclaimed Emília, worried.

— Yes, princess! Forgive me for this embarrassing scene! — Sky said, bowing.

— No need to bow. I'm the one invading your room! — Emilia replied.

— It's not an invasion. You're welcome here! — Kratos said.

— Actually, we snuck in here. If the leaders see us, we'll have trouble! — Kay commented.

— Sorry to get you into this mess — Emilia said.

— For some reason, I'm always in some kind of trouble. What did you think of the room? — Kay exclaimed.

— It's just as I imagined: bunk beds, the room is small and their clothes are in the suitcase, they don't have a wardrobe! But the room is tidy. I thought the boys made more mess! The room is actually cute! — Emilia thought.

— You seem to like it — Kay said.

— This stick? — Emilia asked, approaching Kay's bed.

— Yes, it's what I was using before I came here! — Kay replied.

— It's well preserved, there are no cracks. What's that shine? — Emilia exclaimed.

— Shine? — Kay exclaimed, confused.

Emilia strained her vision a little.

— That's Noxium bran, it's stuck to the stick! — Emilia said.

Kay held the stick.

— I can't see anything, and you? — Kay exclaimed.

— No! — the three replied in unison.

— It's very little, but there's a little bit in there. That must be why I was able to kill the ghouls. It's still impressive that I could kill with just that little bit! — Emilia commented.

I wonder if her vision is good? Although she saw me from her bedroom window, Kay thought.

— It crossed my mind, but I didn't think there was really Noxium in there! — Kay said, laughing.

If there really is such an insignificant amount, that wouldn't change anything. To kill the ghouls, the stick had to penetrate. How many times did he attack the ghouls? Slayer thought.

“Thank you for showing me the room. I think it’s time for us to say goodbye. Until next time!” said Emilia.

“Come back whenever you want, princess!” said the three.

“Call me Emilia, we’re friends now!” replied Emilia, smiling and embarrassed.

“If you allow us, we’re grateful!” said Sky.

“Yes!” confirmed Emilia.

“I’ll go with her!” announced Kay, opening the door.

“Excuse me!” said Emilia.

In the hallway...

— About that thing in the courtyard, can you keep it a secret? — Kay exclaimed.

— Okay! Oh, yes, the reason for my visit is because our people were going to bring more weapons and I think you have a request, so we took advantage of the ride! — Emília explained.

— They don't mess around! — Kay commented.

— If it's not something so detailed, they can already have it in stock. They just send it. What did you ask for? — Emília asked.

— I asked for a sword and a gun, but the one who passed the order was Fernanda, so I don't know if she added any details! — Kay replied.

— The scientist at this base? Why would she change it? — Emília exclaimed.

— I can tell that she kind of sees it as study material! — Kay said.

— You are a unique being. Only two in the world, in history, have achieved 100% the first time and without using limit breaks! That makes you a perfect guinea pig for studies against ghouls! — Emília stated.

— You said something so dark so casually... — Kay said.

— And your number? You haven't given it to me yet! — Emilia remembered.

— I'll ask for a piece of paper and write it to you! — Kay replied.

— Kay, if I invite you to visit me at the castle, would you go? — Emilia exclaimed.

— Of course! It's just hard for the army to let you go, but I would go! — Kay replied.

— It's a promise! — Emilia said.

— Yes, it's a promise! — Kay confirmed, smiling.

In the courtyard...

— What's going on? — Kay exclaimed.

— They're reporters! They came because of the news about the medals! — Emilia said.

— Princess! — called one of the imperial guards, approaching.

— Wait a minute! — Kay said to the guard.

He went to Fernanda, took a piece of paper and wrote down her number.

— Here, use it whenever you want! — Kay said, handing her the paper.

— Thank you! — Emilia replied.

— Let's go! — the guard announced.

— See you later, Kay! — Emilia said goodbye.

— See you later, Emilia! — Kay replied, waving.

The guards gathered around Emilia and walked past the journalists, heading toward the cars.

— I heard my order arrived. Show me! — Kay said, looking at the car.

— Wait for them to leave! — Fernanda warned.

— Why did they let reporters in anyway? — Kay exclaimed.

— There was no other way. There is an influential company there. If the royal family hadn't arrived, we wouldn't have opened the gate and they would have left, but since that didn't happen, we had to open it! — Fernanda explained.

— They seem insistent. I don't care about them! Have you noticed my outfit? — Kay exclaimed.

— Yes, but you can't wear it in front of civilians outside of combat! — Fernanda replied.

— Bring it to me and the gun. I want to test it! Put a silencer on it, so they won't be scared! — Kay asked.

— Didn't you hear what I... — Fernanda began. — I'll be right back! — she interrupted, leaving.

Kay was hiding it, but she felt very angry.

Reporters? What nonsense! thought Kay, walking towards the shooting range.

A female soldier thought: A male soldier? as she tried to follow him discreetly.

Kay kept walking, extending her hand, indicating that she wasn't supposed to follow him. He glanced at her quickly and then entered the training room.

Another reporter approached the girl.

"And now, why are you crying?" exclaimed the blonde reporter.

"There's a scary soldier over there!" said the reporter, pointing to the training room.

"A soldier? Let's meet him!" said the blonde reporter, walking backwards to the training room.

"Why are you walking backwards?" asked the reporter.

"Idiot, if they look at us, you can hide it like this! Do the same as me!" replied the blonde reporter.

"Right!" said the reporter, following suit.

In the training room...

"Idiot, I told you to stay there!" shouted Kay, doing push-ups while waiting for Fernanda.

"Hey, kid, do you know who won the king's medal?" exclaimed the blonde reporter. She said he was scary, but he's just a young man! she thought.

"I don't know, as you can see, I train alone!" replied Kay.

— You have no idea who it could have been? — insisted the blonde reporter.

— No, and please don't distract me! — said Kay, visibly irritated.

— Let's go back. This boy has nothing for us! — declared the blonde reporter.

They left the room.

I see, they must have published our name, but not our image, thought Kay.

Fernanda entered the room holding a suitcase and Kay's outfit.