Outlaw, I cannot regenerate [Transmigration Book]

In Basaka, the capital of the Wolf Country, a group of teenagers who had just passed the selection test were sitting and chatting in the cafeteria in the Knights' recruit training camp.

"Have you heard? A few days ago, His Majesty the Wolf King led troops to encircle and suppress thousands of enemy troops, and finally forced their king to leave the city and surrender himself!"

"The news has spread all over the world, and that small country is a fan of the Lion King. This time I am really proud!"

"Hmph, it's time for those arrogant people to see how powerful our wolf country is!"

"I heard from my brother that His Majesty brought back some surviving war slaves."

Someone raised his chin and pointed at the young man who was eating alone, his words were full of contempt: "That dirty rabbit monster is a war slave."

Someone asked in surprise: "Aren't only recruits who have passed the selection in the training camp? How did he pass the exam with his half-dead look?"

"How can a lowly war slave be compared with our wolf elites? Maybe His Majesty took pity on him and took him in exceptionally."

"It's so unfair! There are only [-] places in the country, and my cousin was rejected. How could he be admitted without an exam?!"

"There will be a new recruit test every month in the future, and sooner or later he will be made to understand that he is not worthy of staying in the Knights."

"I heard from my brother that the overall ranking will be obtained by combining three test results every quarter, and the bottom two will be expelled from the boot camp."

"It's too cruel, I hope I can stay!"

"It's hard to say whether you can stay or not. Salem is sure to be fine." A bald boy nudged a young man with his elbow and gently bumped Salem who was quietly eating bread beside him.

Suddenly being called by an unfamiliar person, Salem felt that it would be impolite not to respond, so he put down his food and smiled at everyone, but he didn't like this meaningless gossip.

The little bald head smiled and said: "You are No.1 in our group of recruits, as long as you maintain your results for one consecutive quarter, you can become an official knight in advance, but don't get too excited, the goal of all of us is to defeat you. "

"Well, let's work hard together." Salem insisted on participating in the selection against his mother's wishes, in order to enter the knight order and get the approval of his father, who is a duke, and his family, and told them that although he was a child of a concubine, he would never Worse than any sibling.Coming to the new barracks was only the first step. In the future, he would have to work hard and prove himself with impeccable results. As for the little war slave who came in through the back door as everyone said, Salem didn't pay attention at all.

The joy brought by the glory was short-lived. Before dawn the next day, the sleeping teenagers were woken up by the instructor's various spells, and they were taken out of the new barracks without even having breakfast.

The instructor asked them to run long distances around the capital, which would take a day for ordinary people to cover on horseback. The instructor asked the recruits to complete it before dinner.At the end of the day, the teenagers who had never experienced high-intensity training crawled back to their dormitories late at night, and naturally they had no food to eat.The second and third days were the same.

The instructors created commotion at night in different ways, and there was no fixed time, which shortened the sleep time of the teenagers who were originally not sufficient.In the end, everyone couldn't take it anymore, Salem proposed to take turns to be on the night shift, and there were thirteen responses, but the little war slave didn't make a statement, so he was mobilized and attacked, and everyone unanimously recommended that he, who had a bed next to the gate, first guard the night for a week.

The little war slave didn't agree or refuse, but he did give an early warning to a room of recruits every night.What he did was taken for granted in everyone's eyes, and few people thanked him in person.

The training is still going on, and the content is very simple. The endless physical training has tortured nearly half of the recruits until they are physically and mentally exhausted. They hide in bed at night and cry secretly.

However, the instructor did not intend to relax the intensity of the training, and after half a month, he began to increase the obstacle avoidance, high-altitude climbing and other items, and it became common for recruits to get injured and faint.

Compared with those who were smug at first and then sluggish, the performance of the little war slave exceeded everyone's expectations.He seems to have less of a nerve called fatigue than ordinary people, no matter how terrible physical training, as long as he has a good meal, he can recover.After some hell-style training, most of the recruits were getting thinner and thinner due to hunger, overfatigue and exhaustion. Only he grew at a reborn speed, and his body became stronger and stronger.

The days passed quickly, and the end-of-month test results of the first month were announced. Under the premise of the 2-point system, Salem was nearly 5 points ahead of No.[-], taking the lead with an absolute advantage.Seren was not surprised by this result. On the contrary, there was a person whose ranking made him more concerned——"Xista" was impressively written on the No.[-] position. This was the little war slave that everyone ignored name.

"It's just a little bit of brute force, nothing to brag about," most people comforted themselves in this way, thinking that Kista's good grades were just luck.

However, in the following training and the second end-of-month test, Kista’s performance can be described as amazing, every training can be completed with high quality, and even after the second ranking, he became the second only to the top student Salem's No.2 left those who had ridiculed him far behind.

Without the blessing of racial advantages, it is almost impossible to surpass the descendants of the wolf clan who have been based since childhood after only receiving one season of training.

However, the little war slave did it.

Everyone knows that after the quarterly list comes out, the two people with the lowest comprehensive scores will be cleared out of the new barracks. Can't stop, in order to prevent bad luck from befalling them, they decided to get rid of a competitor before the third exam.

The little bald head's results were No.14 and No.15 once, which was the most dangerous one. He was sure that his results would not be too good this time, so he planned to take the risk: "Brothers, the quarterly leaderboard will be announced after the test tomorrow. Look at that." The energy of the little war slave is likely to stay, think about it, is it unfair that a person who comes in will eliminate one of us!"

The other boy's grades are slightly better than his: "That's right, if you don't improve your ranking this time, you will definitely be eliminated. All the boys in my family have joined the Knights. If I am eliminated, I will really lose face in the future."

Little bald head: "So we have to do something. Only when the ranking of the little war slave is lowered can there be one more person among us."

Brother controlling the teenager: "I heard from my brother that His Royal Highness the Wolf King will also come for tomorrow's test, if someone finds out..."

The little bald head: "Isn't it just right, Your Majesty, if you see the person brought back humiliating him, you don't need to be expelled from the Knights, Your Majesty will let him go."

Brother controlling teenager: "But..."

Little bald head: "When you are fired, you won't think so."

"Don't let that lowly war slave insult the noble blood of the Knights! If you don't want to participate, don't stay with us!"

"That's it!"

"All right……"

The teenage boy has not been deeply involved in the world, and he is full of blood, and he starts to act regardless of the consequences.Their plan is simple and crude, that is, to put laxatives in Kista's meals. Everyone knows that the little war slave eats a lot, and every time he finishes a meal, he will take another one.

The little bald head sent two people to distract the cook who was in charge of serving the meal, and he pretended to chat with another boy, taking the opportunity to mix medicine in the meal.Just when they thought they were done, there was a stern shout from behind, the little bald head was startled, the medicine bag was directly buckled on the ground, and the off-white powder was scattered everywhere.

Salem looked at the powder on the soup that had not yet been stirred, and frowned: "Tomorrow is the quarterly exam. Don't hurry up to train and tamper with the meal, don't you feel shameful!"

Salem's accusation attracted the attention of the other recruits, and everyone put down the tableware in their hands and gathered in front of them.

Seeing that the matter was revealed, the little bald head hurriedly defended: "This, this is a tonic."

"Tonic?" Salem sneered, picked up a small handful of powder, sniffed it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to the other party, "Then you eat it for me."

The little bald head stared at the powder, but didn't move for a long time: "It's all covered with dirt, it's dirty, I don't want to eat it."

Salem nodded at the pocket of the little bald accomplice: "There is still an unopened bag, is it clean?"

The boy hurriedly covered his pockets, and glared at Salem angrily, "You're wrong!"

"All the recruits present received their own meals. I'm curious, who did you give this laxative to?" Salem looked around, taking a full view of everyone's reactions, and at the same time confirmed the absentees, " Your two accomplices just distracted the chef, and it was definitely not for them, and of course, you two are not so stupid as to give yourself diarrhea."

A voice came out from the crowd, "Kista always eats two meals, most of which are for him." Salem immediately figured out the intentions of the little baldhead and the others: "Worrying that I will be expelled from the new barracks, I will shoot at others, you guys Such a person is not worthy of being a knight!"

"Are you sure you want to be an enemy of the wolf clan for a war slave?!"

The little bald-headed duck-egg-like round face turned liver-colored, and he grabbed Salem by the collar and wanted to beat him, but Salem was unmoved, and pushed the little bald-head to the ground with a restraint and a horizontal kick: "There are wolves like you!" Shame on the scum."

I don't know who called the instructor, and after a brief understanding of the situation, the instructor took the four brain-wackling teenagers away.

After a moderate commotion, the cafeteria returned to calm. Salem packed up his dishes and was about to go back to the dormitory, but Kista stopped him before leaving the door.Since we met, except for warning at night, Salem has seldom heard him speak, let alone talked with him, and he is still a little uncomfortable with the sudden direct contact: "Is there something wrong?"

Xista lowered his head and fiddled with the corner of his clothes, and remained silent for a long time. Salem sighed: "Don't worry, I just can't understand my behavior of not working hard but shifting the responsibility to others, even if the person being bullied is not You, I will take care of it too."

Salem himself is an unpopular child in his family, and he does not place as much emphasis on status as other wolf clansmen. He will not look down on the young man in front of him because he is a war slave, but he has no intention of getting close to him.

"I know, thank you." Kista raised her head, showing a shy smile.

Facing those jet-black eyes that shone with brilliance, Salem found himself in a trance for a moment.Kista's messy long hair usually covers half of his face, like a ghost. This is the first time he has seen his face up close. The shallow pear dimple is clearly a handsome and pleasing appearance.

Seeing that Salem was silent, Kista pulled him up and put one hand on his left chest, with an extremely serious expression: "I owe you a favor."

How can anyone put other people's hands in that kind of place!Salem's head exploded with a bang, he threw Kista away, said "Just don't get eliminated", and turned around to rush out of the cafeteria.

The author has something to say: This chapter is the memory of Salem at the beginning, and it is expected to write three chapters~

It is said to be a memory, but it is actually the history of the secret love of Junior Brother Tsundere~