Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Finally, the day of the big assessment competition was here. 

This annual event wasn’t just for recruiting into the Enforcement division; it also included the Medical and Intelligence divisions. Usually, the participants were either new recruits who hadn’t been placed in a division yet or members like Lance, who wanted to switch divisions. 

The exams were spread over three days: the first day for Enforcement, the second for Medical, and the third for Intelligence. The tests began each day at 9 a.m. After a sleepy breakfast, Flora and Connor made their way to the training grounds. 

The training grounds were buzzing with excitement, packed with disciples from all four divisions, each in their designated areas. The Enforcement disciples wore black uniforms, the Logistics disciples yellow, Intelligence in red, and Medical in white. As for the new recruits who hadn’t been assigned yet, they wore casual clothes. 

The yearly competition had everyone buzzing with excitement, discussing it eagerly among themselves. But the chatter died down the moment Connor and Flora appeared. 

Even though it was just nine in the morning, the midsummer sun was already high, painting the sky a fiery red. All the disciples stood up, their eyes filled with reverence and admiration as Connor ascended the ten steps. Clad in a simple black t–shirt and cargo pants, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding Flora’s, his relaxed demeanor couldn’t hide his natural nobility -and commanding presence. 

“Greetings, boss!” The words erupted from their chests, carrying a deep sense. of faith and echoing loudly! NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

At the top of the steps, there was a throne big enough for two. Connor helped Flora sit down first before taking his seat. His dark eyes scanned the crowd kneeling before him, and he quietly said, “Rise.” 

Everyone stood up as Zack from Logistics took the stage as the host. He gave a brief introduction, and the competition started. The rules were straightforward: anyone who could defeat an Enforcement disciple would qualify to join the division. 

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“First up, Daniel.” 

As Zack’s voice echoed, a young man in a yellow uniform stepped onto the 

stage. 

“I choose to challenge Hank!” Daniel announced boldly. 

Among the Enforcement disciples, Hank was considered one of the weaker ones, so Daniel picked him for a better chance of winning. Hank strode onto the stage, sneering at Daniel’s slim frame. 

He wasn’t surprised Daniel had chosen him; most people thought he was the weakest in Enforcement. But today, Hank intended to prove them wrong. 

As soon as Zack signaled the start, Daniel launched an attack. Hank easily dodged the move, circled to Daniel’s side, and grabbed his wrist, twisting it hard- 

A scream pierced the air, sending shivers down everyone’s spines. Hank let go of Daniel’s now–fractured hand and kicked him hard in the knee. Daniel fell to his knees, shaking with pain. 

Seeing Daniel in such agony, Hank felt a rush of satisfaction. He delivered another hard kick to Daniel’s back, and the young man collapsed, unable to support himself any longer.