"Hah! Hah!"

"Hup"

"Hmpfh."

The area opens up to an expanse of flat land. Burly men can be seen training, sweat dripping down their foreheads, muscles building from the intense workout.

A solder happens to notice us as we enter, seeing domineering Blaze-kun, his back straight and chest puffed out in pride, a hint of arrogance seeping through his stance, the young soldier looks at the arrogant man in admiration. He quickly salutes the the man, stiffly keeping the pose until his commander says otherwise.

"At ease." The deep voice sounds from the red-haired man in front of me.

This...isn't this too different? Where did the ikeman who talked to plants go?

Blaze-kun walked to the middle of the courtyard. Every time his boot hit the ground, the step would leave a powerful resonance in the courtyard. Even though the noisy sounds of fighting were still there and the footsteps were barely audible, they seemed to follow the same rhythm as one's heart, causing one to feel weird. The commander gazed at the expanse of soldiers and shouted in a commanding tone," Position 3!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a wave of men orderly crowded into the area. By the time 5 seconds was up, the soldiers stood in neatly packed lines, forming a giant box shape in front of Blaze-kun.

The now silent courtyard is a complete contrast to the previous busy atmosphere, it's almost eerie. The buff soldiers all have their eyes glued onto their commander, awaiting order.

This...just what kind of person did I befriend. To be able to control this many people with only his presence and voice...amazing. The amount of trust and respect directed at him is suffocating, and it's not even aimed at me...

To be able to carry that weigh, I'm really glad I befriended Blaze-kun...and also a little scared, just a little...

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