The next day, early in the morning, as the sun rose, a loud horn blast sounded.
This scene reminded Liens of his days in the Training Camp, where people were also woken by horn blasts.
However, at the Training Camp, the horns would start blowing before dawn.
"Ugh… you're up so early, Heier."
"But what are you doing with that sword?"
Gars yawned as he greeted Liens, then looked at him, puzzled, as Liens was swinging a longsword.
"I'm used to getting up early."
"Didn't I tell you before? I used to be an odd-job laborer without a fixed job; to join the army more smoothly, I even specifically registered as an Adventurer."
"Since I don't know any swordsmanship, I thought I'd just play around with the sword after getting up."
Liens had anticipated this situation, so he casually found an excuse to brush Gars off.
As usual, Liens also got up and started practicing his sword before it was fully light.
