Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Great Training

The sun’s afterglow cast a warm glow over the young men as they walked home, chatting and laughing, their footsteps echoing through the streets of Clancia, Sandjia County.

“I still think the Frost Union isn’t much to worry about. In the end, we’ll win,” said a spiky-haired youth.

“Victory is likely, but it will be tough,” a tall, thin man analyzed rationally.

“Don’t be so unsure. Remember when we defeated the noble Lord Westwind and his Electric Knights?” another chimed in.

“Rourna is small, with only a few million people. Even with the addition of the merchant guild of Vergha, it’s nothing compared to Clancia. We’re definitely stronger.”

“But their war machines and airships are formidable. You’ve seen those giant war machines in the south. They’re tough opponents.”

The youths debated heatedly, waving their arms in excitement. Fortunately, they were familiar with each other, and soon made up, continuing their friendly banter.

Since the establishment of Clancia, thanks to government education and propaganda, common people now had a clear understanding of national affairs. Every few days, town bulletin boards posted recent national events, policies, and reforms.

As they discussed these matters, their pride in their nation grew. Misunderstandings and dissatisfaction stemmed from information asymmetry and isolation.

After the establishment of Clancia, Lolan Hill emphasized the importance of public communication.

Once the general populace understood the sources of national events and policies, they would develop a sense of ownership and comprehend the reasons behind policy implementations. This would prevent malicious manipulation, misunderstandings, and resistance.

For instance, when relocation was necessary for local development, explaining the benefits beforehand could prevent resentment and conflict.

As the young men returned to town, they found a crowd gathered in the central square.

“A call from the Sage herself to select outstanding young people for rigorous training. Those who pass will join the National Knight Order and receive a medal directly from the Sage herself,” someone announced.

“Really?!”

“I have to go.”

“What are the requirements?”

Excitement filled the square as many young people discussed the opportunity. The National Knight Order promised elite status and generous benefits. Additionally, meeting the Sage, whose beauty was legendary, was a dream for all young men in Clancia.

“Let’s go, Cooper. This is a rare chance,” a taller youth told his friend.

“Yes, we just graduated from the military academy in Sandjia City. It’s perfect timing. We’re lucky,” the strong-bodied youth clenched his fist, feeling a surge of pride.

Since their family escaped the oppression of the noble Westwind, they finally enjoyed stability. To repay their aging mother and improve their lives, joining the military was the fastest path.

Soldiers in Clancia held high status, a symbol of honor. The government also provided families with subsidies, making them less vulnerable to local thugs. Crossing certain lines meant severe punishment.

Beyond honor, the benefits, security, and dignity gained from military service attracted many. This made joining the military a top aspiration for the younger generation.

“Cooper, there you are. I’ve been looking for you,” a middle-aged man in his forties hurried over. His gray, coarse jacket was somewhat bulky.

“What’s up, Uncle Daina?” Cooper looked at his mother’s brother, his uncle.

“You saw the notice at the square, right?” Daina patted Cooper’s shoulder, his rough hand revealing years of hard labor.

“Yes.”

Cooper nodded, noticing the paint smell on his uncle. Daina worked in a furniture factory, living modestly until Clancia’s establishment brought him regular wages.

“Do you want to go?”

“Yes.”

“Good boy, spirited! Haha.” Daina patted Cooper’s shoulder again and grabbed his wrist, leading him away.

“Many want to go and pass the test. Competition will be fierce.”

“You helped me when I was young. Later, your mother supported me sometimes. Your father struggled, hitting your mother. I felt guilty.”

“After your father left, life got harder. I did manual labor in the factory, earning little. I couldn’t help much.”

“Only my lack of ability held me back.”

“Fortunately, the kind Sage came. With Clancia’s establishment, things improved for me.”

“Looking back, life has many regrets, but what’s done is done.”

Daina led Cooper to a shop selling sausages.

“You’re healthy, but you need more meat. This is growing time.”

“After work, come to my place. I’ll prepare good food to make you stronger.”

“But meat is expensive,” Cooper hesitated. Despite better living conditions, eating meat daily remained a luxury.

“Don’t worry, I can afford it,” Daina reassured him. Single and with no children, he wanted to support his nephew, even if it meant tightening his belt.

As a lifelong resident of Sandjia County, Daina lacked broader experience but aimed to give Cooper a solid foundation for the upcoming selection.

“Don’t tell your mother. She’s frugal and might feel bad.”

“Okay, Uncle Daina.”

Perhaps before, Cooper looked down on this awkward uncle, but now his eyes welled up. He vowed to train hard, not to disappoint his uncle’s kindness.

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As recruitment orders spread, excellent reserves and graduates were selected for Soland, where a new military academy was established.

Graduates of this national central military academy would become the backbone of the new generation, shining stars in history.

(End of Chapter)