Chapter 2: Training camp
Hearing the man’s words, Shaan did not respond at all. He didn’t understand what this mysterious man was saying at all. Training? Training for what? He had never signed up for any training at all, and it was unlikely that Isabel’s grandma would know about this.
"Hey, kiddo. What are you doing?" The man snapped his fingers. "Hurry up, we have limited time. We need to get to the training ground right now."
"Wait, Sir. I don’t understand what you’re saying at all," Shaan exclaimed. " What exactly is the training that you-"
"Shaan, who is it?" Grandma Isabel walked over to Shaan, who was at the door. "Who is he? Is he one of your friends, Shaan?"
"No." Shaan shook his head. "I don’t know him at all."
"Sorry for the inconvenience, Granny." Aiden slowly removed an envelope from the folder in his hand. "Perhaps you should read the letter inside this envelope first, just so everything is clear."
Grandma Isabel slowly took the letter and opened it. Her face immediately tightened as she read this letter. Strange, what exactly does the letter say? Shaan, who was getting curious about what the grandma beside him was reading, slowly turned his head until he could see the contents of the letter.
"Huh? Wait... this... this can’t be. Daemonist candidate training camp?"
"That’s right. The mayor of Riverglace City now requires all children 17 years old and above to attend a Daemonist candidate training camp. This is because the number of midnight gates is increasing in the city of Riverglace, and there are not enough Daemonists here to handle it. New Daemonist candidates are needed to help the existing Daemonists," Aiden explained. "This is an order from the mayor of Riverglace City, and going against this order will be severely punished."
"Alright, I understand." Grandma Isabel let out a long sigh. "Shaan, now go to your room and pack your things."