After finishing today’s training, I packed up my things as usual and headed for my accommodation.
I did not know what Daimon was up to these days. Not only did he release all of the Colley Pack from the prisoner-of-war camp, but he arranged new accommodations for everyone to live in, which were near the other Tarlow Pack’s settlements.
Daimon also trained seriously in the Colley Combat Arts with the other trainees. I thought he just wanted to learn more so I did not think much of it. To my surprise, he stopped me just outside the training grounds and asked, “Anna, can I speak to you for a minute?”
“Sorry, Chief Daimon, I’m very tired now and would like to go back to rest first.”
Although we were subjugated by the Tarlow Pack, we still served our Pack’s leader. It was only in major even
