The church administrative district of Dinge District was enormous. Its seven high-rises formed a separate compound in Saint Antis, a tropical port city.
In many works of fiction, most beautiful love stories were set in Saint Antis.
Murder mysteries, espionage stories, and court dramas, on the other hand, were mostly set in Vien.
Although both regions bordered the sea, their climates were complete opposites.
Had he not known he was here for training, Kallen would really have liked to find a hotel right now, stretch out on a lounge chair on its beach, and enjoy the sea and sunshine.
However, as soon as they left the Church Administration Building, a group of staff in Order Clerical Robes approached them.
"Hello, I'm from the reception office. Here are my credentials. Please give me your documents so I can register you and arrange your accommodation at the training base."
Kallen and the others handed over their documents.
Once everything had been verified, they boarded the VIP Carriage waiting there.
Kallen still had not removed his mask. He had forgotten, because wearing one had long since become a habit.
Seeing that their captain had kept his on, his teammates naturally kept theirs on too.
This instead left the reception staff feeling rather oppressed. They certainly would not assume that this team, which had passed the Final Selection, consisted of bored performance art enthusiasts.
The training base looked more like a hotel, with the sea to the south and wooded hills to the east.
The VIP Carriage drove into the hotel grounds and stopped right at the entrance. After Kallen and the others got out, the reception office staff guided them through a quick check-in.
The six of them took the elevator to the twenty-third floor.
Kallen held three room key cards. He assigned