Chapter 121: Hanjung Branch Office (3)
Crack! Thud.
When I smashed the last one’s jaw, he fell back, eyes rolled back in his head.
“Wh-what the…?!
Murmur murmur.
Bunta’s warriors, including Geumjahwan, checked the fallen with stunned expressions.
It was understandable they were shocked—none of the fallen showed signs of minor injuries.
I doubt they’ll recover without at least ten days of rest.
“Stop just watching. Move these bastards.”
“Eh? Where should we take them?”
“Where else? The training grounds.”
“Understood!”
The Bunta warriors hurriedly began moving the strike team.
He asked Geumjahwan again.
“Where is the reconnaissance team?”
“Well…”
Just as he hesitated, stammering his reply.
“We’re late!”
“My apologies! We were out on external reconnaissance and missed the assembly order.”
Twenty scouts ran up and prostrated themselves before me.
“Huh.”
Someone who witnessed the situation must have told you lot you were screwed.
Frankly, it was a bit infuriating, but I decided to let it slide.
“Seven hundred laps around the training grounds. If anyone uses their inner energy, we start over from the beginning. Got it?”
Because I’m someone who values love and justice just as much as Sailor Moon.
“What are you doing? Not running? Want to die?”
“Huh!”
Rumble.
The twenty scouts, their faces frozen in shock, scrambled urgently toward the training grounds.
One hour later.
Click.
All the warriors of the Bunta Division stood in formation at the center of the training ground, their discipline tight as a drum.
