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Since the 6th year academy was located near the frontlines, it did not take long for Iron and the Ghost, who were riding on a drake, to cross the huge ramparts that protected the frontlines. Cold wind blew strongly as the white and frozen scenery greeted Iron from across the walls. Even though he had prepared thicker clothes to battle the cold, the bitter wind still penetrated through the thick leather of his clothes.
"Huh? Aren't we going too fast?"
Iron couldn't help but blurt out when he saw the Ghost increase the speed of their flight. Then, after a while, he couldn't help but look suspiciously at the man beside him. He finally realized that they were passing through most of the guard posts in the Winter Mountains.
But the Ghost just smirked as he continued to guide the drake forward.
"These are the guard posts of the Vanguard Corps. The place we're going to is under the jurisdiction of Command."
"Is it far from here?"
"That's right. It's located in the heart of the Winter Mountains, not at the entrance."
"Ah..."
Iron's expression couldn't help but distort. Based on the words of the Ghost beside him, he could infer that he was going to a far more dangerous place than what he had initially thought of.
"But it's a place where people live so you don't have to be afraid."
"Is... Is that so?"
"Of course. The soldiers can endure it. So, there's nothing that the executives can't endure. Right?"
Iron thought that everything would be alright since the Ghost had told him that there was nothing that he should be afraid of. But that thought did not last long.
The bitter wind blew stronger together with the cold energy. It was as if the Winter Mountains were showing its prestige to him. Even the snow that piled up high was stirred by the wind as it slapped Iron on the face.
"Ah! There's one thing that I should tell you."
"What is it?"
"We're a little different compared to the other Search and Reconnaissance Unit."
"Yes?"
The man smiled when he saw Iron asking him dumbly.
"We're a special search unit under the direct control of Command. That's the real name of the place where you're going."
"Ah..."
Iron vaguely felt the risk increasing drastically as soon as the word 'special' came out of the Ghost's mouth.
He ran away from Leonhardt Family to escape from danger but it seemed like he was being driven to a more dangerous place. He did not feel that it was that dangerous here when he was still in the academy. But right now, he felt like he was forcefully being pushed to an extremely dangerous environment.
