Chapter 689: Chapter 689 - 687: Planting a Beacon (Double-Length)

"This is the main area where you will be active from now on," the instructor's voice brought everyone's attention back, "The barracks on the west side have already been allocated for you, two people per room. Daily training, patrols, mission assignments will all take place here. Remember, you are now part of the outer circle of Miss Lilandra's elite guard, representing the face of the lady and the clan. You must strictly adhere to every rule here, train diligently, and perform duties loyally. Any negligence or overstep will be severely punished." He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone: "Now, put down your belongings, tidy your appearance. Gather at the training ground later, Miss Lilandra will personally meet you." Miss Lilandra will personally meet us! Everyone's spirits lifted, showing expressions of excitement or nervousness. Duke also aptly displayed a mix of honor and a hint of apprehension befitting his status. Soon, everyone settled in. The rooms were much more comfortable than the tree holes at the refugee camp, clean and tidy, equipped with simple furniture and independent moonlight stone lighting. After quickly organizing their straightforward luggage and changing into the uniformly issued, superior-quality dark green uniforms with silver trim, the eight quickly returned to the training ground, standing in formation according to the instructor's instructions, standing upright and looking straight ahead. The waiting time was not long; about ten minutes later, from the direction of Moonwatch Castle, came a gentle and rhythmic sound of footsteps. Accompanied by two female High-level Royal Guards dressed in light silver armor, a slender figure slowly approached. Lilandra wore a moon-white hunting outfit, tailored to be flexible, covered by a light, faint purple cloak embroidered with silver silk patterns. Her silver hair was not overly decorated, simply pinned up with a basic moonlight stone hairpin, the rest cascading down like a waterfall over her shoulders. Her skin, under the intense infusion of moonlight energy, looked even more translucent, as if glowing with a faint light. Those light purple eyes, clear and bright, carried the unique liveliness and curiosity of a young girl, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a hint carefully protected deep within her eyes, a naivety and unease towards the unknown world, especially towards the brutal wars. Her arrival seemed to infuse a fresh vitality into the training ground filled with a stern atmosphere. The instructor immediately bowed in salute: "Miss." The eight new elite guards uniformly dropped to one knee, right hand on chest, bowing their heads in salute: "Greetings, Miss Lilandra!" Lilandra walked to the front of the lineup, curiously scanning these new faces, her gaze pausing on each of them.