"That's... that looks like a Dangerous Species!"
"You've got to be kidding! They're using Dangerous Species to test our strength?"
As they watched the cages draw nearer, some of those who had become Thousand Commanders through underhanded means began to panic.
Fighting Dangerous Species to the death—wasn't that just courting death? They hadn't paid money to come here and die.
"General Najeta, those are Dangerous Species, right? The test you mentioned can't possibly be making us fight them, can it?" A slightly chubby man swallowed nervously and asked Najeta beside him.
"That's right! They are Dangerous Species. I had them captured specifically for you, and it took quite a bit of effort. Their strength is roughly equal, and as Thousand Commanders of the Empire... you should be fully capable of killing them."
"Your test is simple. Kill one Dangerous Species, and you pass. If you can't do it or don't dare to... then I'm sorry, but you aren't welcome here."
Najeta's tone was firm. She didn't care how these people had become Thousand Commanders, but they had to possess at least the most basic level of strength. Without enough strength, she would not allow such parasites into her army.
Seeing several people grow visibly uneasy upon learning that they had to kill Dangerous Species, their legs even turning weak, Najeta sighed inwardly.
She did not know what this country would become in the future.
This ancient nation with a thousand years of civilization was the strongest country in the world. Only the western kingdoms could rival it, while the Southern Islands and the northern frozen lands were comparatively backward, and the eastern island nations remained uncivilized.
Yet even such a powerful empire seemed to be growing more and more corrupt. Its highest ruler was now merely a child, completely a