Chapter 632: Section 445: Blood of Kang Cai’en (Part 2)
Their existence was destined to be erased.
Since those hairy ones to the east were still considering—Shelton over here said he had passed the word, and the other side was discussing it.
With that said, Malin naturally wasn’t in a hurry to go to Rongma either. At House of Brice, there was a Thainan cook, so Malin simply discussed with her how to make delicious noodles. They quickly became private friends, and the Thainan cook expressed that she had lived for over thirty years, but this was the first time she had seen a Noble from the Western Human World with a taste for Northern flavors.
Malin laughed, thinking to himself that she probably didn’t know she was actually facing a Southerner with a taste for the North.
Besides, although Duke Brice couldn’t get the gear from the order for a while, Malin, out of personal friendship, still gave him the equipment for a company—his factory’s guard squad’s retired rapid-fire rifles—after all, secondhand goods couldn’t fetch the price of new ones. It was better to do a favor and give them to a friend to play with, thus attracting new customers.
Duke Brice pulled out over a hundred young men from his family and retainers and trained them for a week, mainly practicing marching in step and rifle drilling.
At the beginning, these young masters dared to mock, saying they knew these things but soon, Malin used his fists to subdue these little bastards. Considering that using twigs could actually kill someone, Malin simply used his fists, only punching the abdomen—so that if something went wrong, there was still time to rescue, and there was no one his fists couldn’t subdue.
Then it was standard devil training. Malin would use insult-driven language imaginable to berate these masters who couldn’t even march in formation, forming a musical staff. Can’t stand the insult? Fine, Malin would use his fists to teach them a lesson and then curse them with even more dreadful words.
When Clovis visited the training, she expressed her doubt about Malin’s methods, "Is this really okay?"
"Absolutely, no problem," Matilda said with a serious expression.
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