Inside the Great Wall, the training ground.
Before Lin Ke, the various army divisions were distinctively featured.
There were several types of cavalry! Not to ntion the professionals.
So rode reindeer, others had horses under them, and so even rode wolves and similar creatures.
Like Azanen, who rode a Gula Bull.
Though Azanen’s title was not high, the Gula Bull was nad after "Gula."
Gula Bulls were entirely black and white, in essence, just black and white bulls.
The bulls were all shaped like horses, strong and agile, while the cows were plump and full, with abundant milk.
This was also the reason why Garoce chose to build the castle here instead of elsewhere.
With Gula Ranch nearby, he could guard Azanen’s border, making the geographical location of the castle excellent.
"Mr. Lin Ke, this is my Shining Wolf Knight Order, which is incredibly brave on the battlefield."
A short, bearded man rode over on a giant head wolf.
"Your Flashing Wolf Corps’ cavalry is indeed impressive." Count Akel on the side spoke with a sour tone: "We’re just ordinary infantry."
Ordinary?
Lin Ke looked closely.
The thousands of infantry wore light black face-cover helts, gleaming with magical light, all secondary magic items.
There was also the primary walnut crossbow, primary full armor, secondary Black Iron One-Handed Sword, secondary Steadfast Boots, and tertiary oak shield.
And the infantry themselves were also at least primary, highest secondary professionals.
"Your troops, without equipnt, would be finished off by a single charge from my Flashing Wolf Corps." The bearded man retorted to Akel unceremoniously.
"Without cavalry, you wouldn’t dare approach my Akel Foot Combat Team." Akel retorted back.
"Alright, alright, stop this." Count Giant Sword beside Lin Ke interrupted them helplessly.
What are these two doing?
One flaunting heritage, the other flaunting wealth?
Riding on the Gula Bull, Lin Ke wore a smile of helplessness.
The bearded man was Count Black Claw, one of his parents was a human, the other a humanoid species.
So he leveraged the Black Claw Werewolf bloodline within him to successfully establish an elite force and rose to a count.
Count Black Claw’s territory was in the northwest, and his purpose this ti, traveling a long way, was actually to bring new recruits to practice their skills and see so blood.
Of course, Count Black Claw could have trained troops elsewhere or on his own sub-plane.
His reasons for training here were twofold: one, the battles in Naseng were more likely to earn the favor of the Gula Royal Family, possibly catching the attention of the Insomnia Emperor who might reward him with a plane.
The other reason was the unique nature of Naseng as the main plane.
Naseng was called the main plane because of the professional system.
Fighting against mages and warriors from the sub-planes was like using hot weapons against cold weapons, and was not effective for training troops.
Only battles between professionals could truly train them.
And since Naseng had long lacked major warfare, the fall of the Lady of Tides this ti led many foresighted individuals to choose to train their troops here.
"Teacher! Teacher! I solved that problem!"
In the midst of his thoughts, Lin Ke was suddenly interrupted by the calls and turned his head.
He saw the son of the Marquis of Ice riding a reindeer, rushing over, clutching a wad of rush paper produced by Azanen, densely filled with notes.
"I’ve already told you, I’m not your teacher..." Upon seeing Laplace, Lin Ke felt a bit helpless.
Laplace, full of spirit, had returned to join the battle, claiming his father would certainly bring troops to support him.
However, the reality was his Marquis of Ice father only sent him one ssage: "Adults must face the consequences of their actions."
Thus, Laplace found himself stuck.
Still, he rather stubbornly stayed behind, shalessly sticking to Lin Ke daily.
Indeed, this dense straight guy didn’t cling to Princess Rica, but to Lin Ke, pestering him with all sorts of mathematical queries.
Enraged, Lin Ke threw over twenty "elentary must-do key problems" to him, which it seed Laplace had now completed.
"Mr. Lin Ke! Please look at this set of problems! I think I’ve learned them!"
Before everyone, Laplace rode the deer exuberantly over, proudly shoving the stack of papers right in Lin Ke’s face.
"Laplace, could you please wait on the side?" Lin Ke’s face turned dark, feeling a desire to slap him.
This rush paper is very coarse, you know! When it hits the face, it hurts!
"Okay, teacher! I’ll wait nearby!" Laplace replied, looking all obedient, then nonchalantly walked beneath the Great Wall.
"How long has Laplace been acting like this?"
"Reportedly, quite a while, the Marquis of Ice seems confident letting his only son fool around here; if it were my family’s boys..."
"I think the Marquis of Ice is quite bold, knowing that wildflowers that weather a storm grow stronger."
"But Laplace being so obsequious to Lin Ke is quite embarrassing..."
Among the nobles, there was low-key discussion and debate about Laplace’s behavior.
Laplace heard their chatter along the way, then reached the base of the Great Wall, dismounted, and stood firm.
Inside, he chuckled coldly.
These arrogant, foolish, shortsighted nobles!
Others might not know, but he was fully aware of how formidable Lin Ke, who had just turned six, truly was!
Not to ntion Lin Ke single-handedly consolidating and retaining so many nobles to station here.
There’s also Lin Ke’s ntor, Mr. Ove, initially arriving only to enlighten Lin Ke, yet ultimately Lin Ke persuaded him into the Azanen Family.
Moreover, Lin Ke’s paper mill, producing paper that is now widely used around the vicinity of the Great Wall.
Lighter and easier to write on than parchnt, Laplace, who had signed a divine confidentiality agreent, knew the process reportedly wasn’t challenging.
Adding to Lin Ke’s astonishing talent, knowing that Laplace’s talent was considered quite noteworthy, yet Lin Ke achieved near third-level Scholar in just a few months!
Yet these reasons weren’t crucial for Laplace, the most important aspect was Lin Ke’s wisdom...
Dreadful wisdom!
Laplace had never encountered anyone so clever, no, so wise!
Cleverness might be innate, but so experiences, thods of handling matters, and insights...those are wisdom!
Like mathematics, rely being clever is insufficient!
Laplace estimated that Lin Ke could solve the problem his forr Mathematician teacher was currently researching.
Back then, Lin Ke was just a six-year-old, second-level Scholar...
Thinking of this, Laplace tried to make his posture look more obedient, cautiously shifting his footsteps slightly, allowing Lin Ke to catch sight of him from the corner of his eye.
"Hmm, must follow Mr. Lin Ke closely, hopefully becoming his disciple...likely advancing to fourth-level Mathematician soon, I will certainly beco a legend one day!"
"But Mr. Lin Ke may not wish to be my teacher...hmm, maybe I should have my father join the Azanen Family instead..."
Laplace began his visionary thinking about the future.
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