13 The best of the Average
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It took roughly five hours before the soldier had awoken only to notice he was alone in the infirmary.
"Was I the only one able to learn how to teleport so far?"
He mumbled to himself as he held his head as a sharp pain rattled his head a bit and Nevlin appeared infront of him.
"Oh good, you're awake. You're the only one to have learned how to use 'Teleport' so far."
"So either I'm the only one who got lucky, or I just have a high enough aptitude."
"True, so sir, do you have anything you would like, a promotion, any special training?"
"I would love to have a room to myself and I would like to learn how to use a sniper rifle, it seems I have good aim with assault rifles, pistols, and when using slugs in shotguns, I currently have the best rank in the training hall."
"Granted you will start tomorrow, understood?"
"Yes General, thank you sir."
They saluted to one another before walking away separately in their own quarters, The soldier having their own quarters being prepared through Nevlin's orders as Nevlin went to his quarters while having the Soldier's private quarters being prepared.
It took roughly fifteen minutes for the Soldier to return to his barracks, and the bed he had chosen before training, in troop 32, The Calm Wolves, the best of the average, but unable to rise any higher, either due to lack of aptitude, or due to lack of training, only one has even come close to being given an early promotion, our Soldier, Lawrence.
"So, how was it Mr. Gaming Law?"
"It was, exhausting to use, but I can now use the spell teleport, though only once a day it seems, and stop calling me that, I am Lawrence or Junior, and I do currently out rank you, even if only in name."
He says smiling softly and taking the piss out of his closest friend in the barracks, John.
"Bah, either way we are still just the best of the average, how are we going to move up either way?"
"By joining together, and working together to improve ourselves, by fighting against some of the higher up barracks to face off against them and increase our total ranking."
"Ok, and how do we win then?"
"I teleport into their base and take them out before they realize I am there."
"Ok, so we rely on one person who may lose? How will we be rising up again?"
"Slowly, we will use the paintball competition as the base for our rise in ranks to show we are growing, and you three will be increasing your training scores as well as your paintball scores through the competition."
"This seems rather well planned for us, are you sure it won't backfire?"
"I'm sure John, now let's rest, it's late in the day."
Lawrence said before laying down on his bunk, not letting on that he would have his own private quarters here soon.
-----The next Day-----
"Thank you."
Lawrence said as he entered his private quarters smiling softly before taking out his phone and calling his family, they took turns talking to him, and they talked for roughly two hours before his daily training session with the general.
"So, how was your private quarters?"
"Decent sir."
"Good, then you can work on helping me train more teleporters."
"Yes sir."
Lawrence said before moving off to the side and start to help some of the more advanced members while Nevlin focused on the less advanced members.
"So how are ya after doing the same stuff I did?"
Nevlin asked Lawrence as they took a break while they try to relax while their students are working and failing to teleport.
-----Meanwhile-----
"What do you mean you don't have any attack scrolls?"
"I mean I know no attack spells to make scrolls for."
"But you can make scrolls of any spell you learn so learn one!"
"Sir, please calm down before you make an even worse scene."
"Why the hell should I listen to a civilian when you can't follow orders!?"
I sighed softly before gently stepping back and teleporting him away, into the nearby walk in freezer that the base uses before I start to walk away heading back home and waiting for my MP to regen.
The Sargent who was accepting their scrolls now freezing slowly while their troops and higher ups are learning 'teleportation' level 1.
"Maybe I should learn an attacking spell, or martial arts, either will help me in the end."
I mumble to myself as the Sargent is let out of the freezer and I exit the base still walking back home, Base number 48 is much more hostile and violent than Base 49, it's a good thing I took care of them early, Don't want to kill someone over something so stupid.
"You asshole I wi-"
I heard before teleporting back home already tired of the bullshit.
"So that's how it's going to be huh?"
I mumble as I walk into my home and greet everyone tiredly while walking towards my room, hugging my lover as I enter our shared room.
"Rough day hun?"
"Yeah Sam, kinda feeling weak physically and wanting to sleep, can I nap on your lap?"
"Yes, if I can sleep on your chest tonight."
"Deal."
I say chuckling before kissing their cheek and laying down, my head on their lap as they keep reading while they sit on our bed.
-----Back with Lawrence-----
"So he's tired, calm, and annoyed?"
"Yes, and a couple of years older than you."
"So basically he is a much more blunt version of my elder sister?"
"I assume she is also a genius then?"
"Uh... no... she's more of a bubbly air head who refuses to show how much pain she is in."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that you all have been through so much."
"It's nothing now that we have grown up."
"How so?"
"We have moved past it to keep growing."
"Understood, and I assume that is also part of the reason you wish to train for the paintball tournament?"
"Yep."
"Understood, your equipment will be readied within the next day."
"Thank you, Sargent."
Daniel
140/140 HP
184/184 MP
'Forced Reconsideration' Proficiency: Mastered 3 Levels.
'Teleport' Proficiency: Mastered 3 Levels.
'Teleport others' Proficiency: Mastered 2 Levels.
Sam
80/80 HP
110/110 MP
'Forced Reconsideration' Amateur 1 Level
'Teleport' Amateur 1 Level
'Teleport other' Amateur 1 Level
Lawrence
???/??? HP
101/101 MP
'Teleport' Amateur 1 Level
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