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Chapter 251: v3 - 12: training grounds I · Oct 27, 2026

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251 Chapter 251: v3 - 12: training grounds I 2026-10-27
252 Chapter 252: v3 - 13: training grounds II 2026-10-27
253 Chapter 253: v3 - 14: training grounds III 2026-10-27
254 Chapter 254: v4 - 15: Training grounds IV 2026-10-27
255 Chapter 255: v3 - 16: the first duel I 2026-10-27
256 Chapter 256: v3- - 17: the first duel II 2026-10-27
257 Chapter 257: v3 - 18: the first duel III 2026-10-27
258 Chapter 258: v3 - 19: the first duel IV 2026-10-27
259 Chapter 259: v3 - 20: the first duel V 2026-10-27
260 Chapter 260: v3 - 21: the first duel VI 2026-10-27
261 Chapter 261: v3 - 22:First duel’s aftermath 2026-10-27
262 Chapter 262: v3 - 23: changing seasons 2026-10-27
263 Chapter 263: v3 - 24: unexpected guests I 2026-10-27
264 Chapter 264: v3 - 25: unexpected guests II 2026-10-27
265 Chapter 265: v3 - 26: challenged 2026-10-27
266 Chapter 266: v3 - 27: the challengers I 2026-10-27
267 Chapter 267: v3 - 28: the challengers II 2026-10-27
268 Chapter 268: v3 - 29: the challengers III 2026-10-27
269 Chapter 269: v3 - 30: the challengers IV 2026-10-27
270 Chapter 270: v3 - 31: the challengers V 2026-10-27
271 Chapter 271: v3 - 32: the challengers VI 2026-10-27
272 Chapter 272: v3 - 33: the challengers VII 2026-10-27
273 Chapter 273: v3 - 34: a gamble I 2026-10-27
274 Chapter 274: v3 - 35: a gamble II 2026-10-27
275 Chapter 275: v3 - 36: the first recruit 2026-10-27
276 Chapter 276: v3 - 37: a way forward I 2026-10-27
277 Chapter 277: v3 - 38: a way forward II 2026-10-27
278 Chapter 278: v3 - 39: a way forward III 2026-10-27
279 Chapter 279: v3 - 40: a new beginning I 2026-10-27
280 Chapter 280: v3 - 41: a new beginning II 2026-10-27
281 Chapter 281: v3 - 42: a new beginning III 2026-10-27
282 Chapter 282: v3 - 43: a new beginning IV 2026-10-27
283 Chapter 283: v3 - 44: a new beginning V 2026-10-27
284 Chapter 284: v3 - 45: a new beginning VI 2026-10-27
285 Chapter 285: v3 - 46: Count Carlo of Almery I 2026-10-27
286 Chapter 286: v3 - 47: count carlo of almery II 2026-10-27
287 Chapter 287: v3 - 48: count carlo of almery III 2026-10-27
288 Chapter 288: v3 - 49: His first appearance I 2026-10-27
289 Chapter 289: v3 - 50: His first appearance II 2026-10-27
290 Chapter 290: v3 - 51: years in passing 2026-10-27
291 Chapter 291: v3 - 52: the final six months 2026-10-27
292 Chapter 292: v3 - 53: securing the crown 2026-10-27
293 Chapter 293: v3 - 54: the rewards of victory I 2026-10-27
294 Chapter 294: v3 - 55: the rewards of victory II 2026-10-27
295 Chapter 295: v3 - 56: the truth I 2026-10-27
296 Chapter 296: v3 - 57: the truth II 2026-10-27
297 Chapter 297: v3 - 58: the truth III 2026-10-27
298 Chapter 298: v3 - 59: the road home I 2026-10-27
299 Chapter 299: v3 - 60: the road home II 2026-10-27
300 Chapter 300: v4- - 1: the life she had chosen I 2026-10-27

Chapter 251: v3 Chapter 12: training grounds I

The following morning, the guards came for them.

Cassian was already awake.

He had slept poorly.

His body still carried the punishment of the previous day’s course, but the worst of the pain had begun to fade. His ribs ached beneath the fresh bandages, and his leg remained stiff whenever he moved.

A guard opened the door.

”Up.”

Robert translated.

Cassian rose from his bed.

Around him, the other five survivors slowly did the same.

No one spoke.

The guards waited until all six were standing.

Then they led them out.

They did not turn toward the Arena.

Instead, they took them through a corridor they had never seen before.

The passage stretched deeper into the compound.

There were no crowds here.

No cheering.

No painted portraits.

Only stone walls, iron doors, and guards stationed at the junctions.

Cassian watched everything.

He had spent every moment since waking after the ravine looking for a way out.

Even now, he couldn’t stop himself.

A door.

Another corridor.

A stairway.

Two guards at the junction.

A locked gate.

He memorized what he could.

Then the corridor opened.

Cassian stopped.

Beyond the iron gate was a large training yard.

It was nothing like the Arena.

There were no spectators.

No bloodstained platforms.

No elaborate traps.

Instead, the grounds were filled with equipment.

Wooden practice dummies stood in rows.

Weapons rested on racks.

Swords.

Spears.

Axes.

Shields.

There was a section for wrestling, another for footwork, and a long open space where several men were already sparring.

Cassian watched them.

They moved with familiarity.

Not like the men who had entered the elimination games.

These fighters knew exactly what they were doing.

Some had scars covering their arms and shoulders.

One was missing part of an ear.

Another had a long white scar running across his abdomen.

They weren’t newcomers.

They had been here for some time.

The six survivors were brought to the center of the yard.

A man approached.

He was broad-shouldered, perhaps in his forties, with gray beginning at his temples.

He looked over the six of them.

Not with pity.

Not with admiration.

He was assessing them.

The man spoke.

Cassian understood nothing.

Robert listened.

After a moment, he turned toward Cassian.

”He’s the head instructor.”

Cassian glanced at him.

”What does he want?”

Robert listened again.

”Our names.”

The instructor pointed toward the first man.

He answered.

Then the next.

One by one, the six gave their names.

Finally, the instructor’s eyes settled on Cassian.

He said something.

Cassian already knew what he would say.

”Carlo.”

Robert translated.

The instructor repeated the name.

”Carlo.”

Then he moved on.

Nothing more.

No questions.

No suspicion.

Just another name.

Another fighter.

That was exactly what Cassian wanted.

The instructor turned toward the training yard.

He began speaking again.

Robert listened.

”He says we survived the elimination games.”

Cassian said nothing.

Robert continued.

”That means the Arena considers us worth keeping.”

Cassian’s eyes moved toward the weapons.

The instructor gestured toward the men training.

Robert translated.

”We’re going to be trained.”

Cassian looked at him.

”For how long?”

Robert listened.

”Three months.”

Cassian waited.

Robert continued.

”Three months before they let us enter the Arena for our first duel.”

Cassian’s eyes shifted toward the distant walls.

”A duel?”

Robert nodded.

”That’s what he said.”

Cassian was silent for a moment.

So it was different now.

They were no longer being thrown into elimination games designed to see who would survive.

They had survived.

Now the Arena intended to turn them into fighters.

Men who would enter deliberately.

Men who would be trained.

Men who would fight one opponent at a time.

And whatever happened after that, their training would continue.

The three months were simply the beginning.

Cassian looked toward the men sparring across the yard.

This was no longer about merely staying alive.

This was the next stage.

The instructor continued.

Robert listened carefully.

”We’ll train every day.”

A pause.

”Strength.”

Another.

”Endurance.”

Another.

”Weapons.”

Cassian glanced toward the weapon racks.

”Sparring.”

Robert paused.

”And Arena combat.”

Cassian looked at him.

”What does that mean?”

Robert shrugged.

”I suppose we’ll learn.”

The instructor’s voice hardened.

Robert listened.

”He says surviving the elimination games doesn’t make us fighters.”

Cassian’s gaze shifted toward the men sparring nearby.

The instructor pointed toward one of the older fighters.

The man was sparring with another.

Their movements were fast.

Controlled.

Neither wasted energy.

Cassian watched closely.

He recognized the principles immediately.

Distance.

Timing.

Balance.

Footwork.

The swordsmanship was simply different.

The grip was altered.

The stance was more compact.

The movements were shorter.

More economical.

Designed for confined spaces and prolonged exchanges rather than the open field.

It wasn’t wrong.

It was simply not Imperial.

The instructor walked toward the weapons rack and took down a wooden sword.

He handed it to Cassian.

Cassian took it naturally.

The weight was familiar.

The balance was slightly different from the swords he had used in the Empire, but not enough to trouble him.

His hand settled around the grip almost without thought.

The instructor’s eyes narrowed.

He said something.

Robert looked at Cassian.

”He says your stance is wrong.”

Cassian glanced down.

His feet were positioned according to the stance he had learned years ago.

He looked at the instructor.

The man demonstrated.

Cassian watched.

The difference was subtle.

The local style kept the blade closer to the body.

Less reach.

Less wasted movement.

Better suited to the narrow confines of the Arena.

Cassian understood immediately.

He could have explained why his own stance was different.

He didn’t.

He simply adjusted his feet.

The instructor nodded.

”Better,” Robert said.

Cassian gave a slight nod.

There was no reason to show them everything he knew.

He had survived this long by being Carlo.

He had no intention of becoming interesting enough for anyone to wonder who Carlo really was.

The first exercise began.

Cassian moved.

His technique was competent.

Better than some of the others.

But he deliberately allowed himself to be corrected.

His grip.

His footwork.

His positioning.

His use of distance.

The instructors had no reason to know that none of these things were entirely new to him.

They were simply teaching him their way of fighting.

And Cassian was learning quickly.

Not how to fight.

How to fight here.

Tbc

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