The Sage of Einar

Aiken, who was quite tired from jogging, didn't understand why he must have been circling over and over in the center of the camp.

"Drew, how long do you think this training will last?"

Drew just smiled at Aiken's questions "Don't tell me you're tired Aiken, you must know this is just a warm-up as Herald Einar said.

But I can assure you that this is quite simple, unlike the work I had to do many times before arriving on this island. "

Aiken just shook his head "I was asking just out of curiosity. Although I am tired, this is much more comfortable than the mine work I suffered during my childhood, but since we are talking, I would like to ask you.

What do you think about being able to become a soldier? "

Drew sighed and looked at the path in front of him "I don't really have an opinion at this point but I can tell you I hate being a slave, but at least since the herald spoke to us after the Jarl's attempted assassination, our life He's improved a lot and he's just going that way.

You know in these weeks I have been able to see how my little daughter is gaining weight, not to mention that whenever she returns home, she talks to me about her life at school. For the first time I can see hope.

The one that my own people took from me when I was sold as a slave for stealing a loaf of bread when I was a child, even if the training was harder I would do it with a smile because if with that I can improve the life of my family.

I am not going to refuse to work the best I can to be a soldier. You should also do the same for your adoptive parents and that little boy you have for a son who right now needs a lot of food. "

Aiken just kept quiet because he knew he had no other choice, but at least with the herald he could see hope, because his little baby could have a bottle of cow's milk every day.

Although it was not the best for a baby, Aiken could not do anything as his wife did not consume enough food to produce breast milk.

After a while of running around the training center, they could see how the herald left his office, so some smiles formed on their faces because they knew they would have to do more than jog in circles.

When Einar stood on his platform in the middle of the training grounds, he pulled out a rustic wooden whistle from his bag, which he used to signal for them to line up.

The team leaders, upon hearing the whistle, quickly began to line up their teams as they knew from the rules they had learned at night.

That the whistle was a sign of formation, so they had to start ordering their subordinates. After a short time in front of Einar, the five teams were standing at attention.

Einar, seeing the discipline, could only show a slight approving smile "You are all proving to be good prospects to be soldiers, but this is just beginning.

Your first step for this training will be to do 100 push-ups on the ground while I am counting them, but you must remember to repeat each word I say because you are the numbers that you must learn, if someone is wrong you will repeat from number one.

That way you will learn to count from 1 to 100 using their body, when you finish ... "

Einar pointed out what appeared to be a group of shovels that were placed on a small plain. "You will have to use the shovels to make your real training ground, don't worry, because I will be guiding you throughout the process.

While you work, I will teach you to speak German, a strange language that you will only use in the military field, because if you teach it elsewhere you will be punished with death.

Now let's get started, put your hands on the ground. "

All the slaves gave a military salute and got into position to be able to do a push-up. Seeing everyone in position, Einar began to count.

"1 eins, 2 eine, 3 zwei ..."

All the slaves were sweating as they repeated the numbers in the strange language Einar was speaking.

"60 Sechzig, 61 Einundsechzig, 62 Zweiundsechzig ..."

As they repeated they could feel how their bodies were sweating a lot so in an oversight one of the Gamma team slaves who was repeating made a mistake so everyone swallowed as Einar kept his word began to repeat.

"1 eins, 2 eine, 3 zwei ..."

All the slaves regretfully started repeating from number one, this lasted a few minutes until someone else made a mistake so they had to repeat again.

But it was not until two hours later that everyone completely tired stayed on the ground, breathing with difficulty because they were quite tired from the push-ups they had done.

"I am glad that you have been able to complete your little training session. I want you to remember those numbers because in a week I will no longer say them, so you must repeat them perfectly.

Now while you rest a little, I want the sergeants of all the teams to get up and bring some water to rehydrate everyone; you have ten minutes of rest because you still have to do their own training camp.

At least today you should finish making a complete trench line, large enough for one person to walk without problems. "

After finishing saying those words, all the sergeants got up, doing their best, and started walking towards the kitchen to get some jugs of water so that everyone could drink.

When the sergeants returned, with the help of the lieutenants from each team, they organized all the slaves so that they could drink water in an orderly manner.

Einar, who was seeing everything, could only nod 'They are doing quite well, but it is not enough yet, anyway it all starts with a simple step.'

At the end of the ten-minute time, all the slaves got up from the ground and returned to settle in lines to be able to go where the shovels were.

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