Chapter 35 These Days, Even the Army Feeds You Well
Hari felt sorry as she watched the hunters engaged in what could only be described as brutal street brawls under the guise of "training."
"A-Are they really okay? Is that really how training is supposed to go?"
— In theory, it's perfect.
Sure, in theory. But when do people ever follow theory to the letter? Leon acknowledged that limitation.
"Yes, there are limits. However, at the soldier level, they'll grow enough."
Leon assumed their growth potential would fall short of the Royal Guard he once commanded.
Not that their stats couldn't match up. Even without being of the Knight class, it was possible for these hunters to reach the level of Royal Guards or elite frontline troops.
'But the experience gap is enormous.'
The Royal Guard were professional warriors, veterans forged in countless wars across the kingdom. Even without orders, they could carry out coordinated tactical movements in units of ten.
During the war with 800,000 rampaging orcs, the battlefield was so vast that the Royal Guard independently defended ridges and reinforced key positions without waiting for commands.
Expecting that level of elite skill—gained over 30 to 50 years of constant battle—from these modern-day hunters was nothing short of unreasonable.