Chapter 295: Cactus (1)
“Advance! By command! For the Honor of the Elite!”
The sounds of bustling military training outside signaled the start of another day as Sophien woke up and stared at the ceiling, blinking her eyes.
Blink, blink— Blink, blink—
With her mind unusually clear, Sophien turned her head like a turtle toward the window where outside the desert sun blazed, searing enough to melt glass and warp steel frames, but inside the main building’s room, the air remained cool and refreshing.
“Keiron,” Sophien called.
— Yes, Your Majesty.
"I feel lighter now."
Maybe it was the comfort of the room, but Sophien’s body felt light and completely free from the exhaustion that had been weighing her down, her condition perfect as if she could go three days without sleep, and she glanced around, wondering if the Professor had come while she was out, but there wasn’t a single trace left behind.
— I’m glad to hear it, Your Majesty. However, the ministers are already on their way.
“The ministers are.”
— Yes, Your Majesty.