The Goal is The Fiftieth Floor Part II

“You still remember my intensive courses for the boy? I’ll use that with you, too.”

Goosebumps were everywhere after those words. Wisana and Kongkiat were calm. Maybe it was because they were used to it.

“I-I guess we have no choice.” Maysa’s voice trembled. “Please think about the time we need for resting and travelling after this, too, before we get into the war.”

“No problem.” Baron beamed at her. “A five-day training. Three days for item preparation. One day for resting, and another one for travelling. Sounds good?”

Everyone glanced at each other after that easy-sounding schedule. They all knew that it would be a living hell!

“I asked if it sounds good. Where are your voices, kiddos?!” Baron shrieked.

“Yes, ma’am.”

The voices were the weakest they had ever sounded.

“Then, don’t waste any more time and split for the training.” The masked woman said. “Little Vincent and Shindanai The Hunter, come with me. The rest of them I’ll leave to you, Sander.”