Hearing the man’s words, Shaan did not respond at all. He didn’t understand what this mysterious man was saying at all. Training? Training for what? He had never signed up for any training at all, and it was unlikely that Isabel’s grandma would know about this.
"Hey, kiddo. What are you doing?" The man snapped his fingers. "Hurry up, we have limited time. We need to get to the training ground right now."
"Wait, Sir. I don’t understand what you’re saying at all," Shaan exclaimed. " What exactly is the training that you-"
"Shaan, who is it?" Grandma Isabel walked over to Shaan, who was at the door. "Who is he? Is he one of your friends, Shaan?"
"No." Shaan shook his head. "I don’t know him at all."
"Sorry for the inconvenience, Granny." Aiden slowly removed an envelope from the folder in his hand. "Perhaps you should read the letter inside this envelope first, just so everything is clear."
Grandma Isabel slowly took the letter and opened it. Her face immediately tightened as she read this letter. Strange, what exactly does the letter say? Shaan, who was getting curious about what the grandma beside him was reading, slowly turned his head until he could see the contents of the letter.
"Huh? Wait... this... this can’t be. Daemonist candidate training camp?"
"That’s right. The mayor of Riverglace City now requires all children 17 years old and above to attend a Daemonist candidate training camp. This is because the number of midnight gates is increasing in the city of Riverglace, and there are not enough Daemonists here to handle it. New Daemonist candidates are needed to help the existing Daemonists," Aiden explained. "This is an order from the mayor of Riverglace City, and going against this order will be severely punished."
"Alright, I understand." Grandma Isabel let out a long sigh. "Shaan, now go to your room and pack your things."
"I’ll wait outside. Hurry up, we have limited time."
Shaan immediately went inside his room and started packing his belongings. Honestly, deep down, Shaan’s feelings were uncertain. On the one hand he felt happy because he was finally getting closer to his wish that he had been craving which was to become a Daemonist, but on the other hand he also felt sad because he had to leave his grandma, the only one of his family in a time that had no idea when he could return to meet her again.
"Okay, I guess that’s everything." Shaan zipped up his bag and carried it outside. "It’s time to leave this house."
When Shaan walked out of his room and towards the door to the outside of the house, Isabel’s grandma was at the front door of the house. She was seen holding a small, long box that was probably about 25-30 cm in size, wrapped in a wrapping paper with a striped pattern.
"Shaan, I’m going to hand this over when it’s your birthday in a few days. However, I think I’ll give it to you now."
Shaan furrowed his brow. "What... what is this?"
"This is a legacy from your parents, before they disappeared," Grandma Isabel said., "But don’t open it until your birthday."
"Just take care of yourself, Shaan. I will always pray for you." Grandma Isabel hugged Shaan tightly. "Now, off you go. The man is waiting out front."
"Yes, Grandma., I’m sure we’ll see each other again. I promise, Grandma."
Hearing Shaan’s words, Grandma Isabel smiled. Shaan then walked away from Grandma Isabel. Right in front of the door, a black sedan and Aiden were waiting for Shaan. Shaan finally got into the car with Aiden, then the car left Shaan’s house.
"Alright, Shaan. I’ll explain a little about the training camp. The training camp is a camp set up by the mayor together with a large technology company called "Prometheon Tech" in the Riverglace city.
Prometheon Tech? I have heard news about the company that it has cooperated with the mayor to create one of the specialized facilities for training Daemonists, but there is absolutely no further information on where the training camp will be located.
"The training camp will be in one of the company’s specialized facilities near the headquarters of the Prometheon company. This is to make it easier for the researchers to see the progress and monitor the development of the Daemonist candidates."
"Alright, I understand."
"Good, if everything is clear. The rest of the details will be explained by the trainers at the camp," Aiden leaned back in his chair. "Now we just need to wait until the car arrives at the location."
After a long drive, their car finally arrived at the location., Shaan’s eyes widened when he saw that two buildings were standing close to each other. One of the buildings looked so tall, and there was a company logo shaped like an arrow on the surface of the building, covered with glass. While the other building looked like a bunker with a large courtyard around which there was a high barbed wire fence.
"Shaan, now come with me. I will take you to the training camp."
Aiden then led Shaan to walk into the bunker building he had seen earlier. It turned out that inside the bunker, there were already about hundreds of children of his age whom Shaan did not recognize at all.
"Now, wait here with the other children. The Daemonist camp trainer will be here soon."
Only a few minutes after Aiden left, the big screen in the room suddenly showed the face of a man with black hair. There was an instant silence, and everyone in the room turned their eyes toward the screen.
"Welcome to the Daemonist candidate training camp. My name is Luis Vladomorg. One of the Daemonist members entrusted to be one of the trainers in this place," Luis explained, "Before we begin the training, all of you will be injected with a serum called the ’7 virtues’ serum. This serum will choose who deserves to be a Daemonist and give different reactions to each person."
"But, what if the body gives any reaction?" asked a pink-haired woman who was at that place. "What will happen?"
"Then that person cannot yet have the ability to become a Daemonist and is required to join the military to prevent the creatures of darkness from getting out of the Midnight gate," Luis clarified. "Alright, then it’s time to start."
Not long after, several officers appeared and were seen carrying several large silver boxes. Everyone in the room was then directed by the officers to form 10 rows, and in each row, some officers would inject the serum into each of the children who were there.
’I just hope everything goes smoothly.’
Shaan took a deep breath when it was his turn. With sweaty hands, he bravely walked towards the officer who was waiting for him with a syringe in hand. Honestly, this was the first time he had seen such a long syringe, and inside was a strange, golden yellow liquid that he had never seen before.
He instantly closed his eyes when he saw the tip of the syringe piercing his arm, and soon the liquid entered Shaan’s body. He didn’t feel anything at first and thought that the serum might not be working in his body. However, a few minutes later, Shaan’s body immediately felt very tired.
For some reason it felt like lifting a heavy item for many times. Shaan was so tired that he couldn’t stand properly at all and collapsed. Instantly his vision began to blur and eventually darkened. However, before Shaan lost consciousness, a strange writing appeared in front of his eyes.
[Congratulations! The ’7 Virtues’ potion has reacted perfectly in your body.]