Liens walked to the "waiting area" designated by the Instructor, where the first person to pass the assessnt was waving to him in welco.
Liens naturally knew this "first person"; he vaguely rembered his na was Harriman, and among the remaining Trainees, he was considered to be among the top.
"Liens, my friend, I'm so glad to see you here."
When Liens approached, Harriman, with a smile on his face, warmly welcod him.
Although he couldn't tell if the smile on the other person's face was genuine or not, he understood that this was the other person showing him goodwill.
The reason was nothing more than one word—value.
Although there was actually no communication between the two of them, it was even less likely that they could be called "friends."
But as long as you have value, there are many people who want to be friends with you.
However, most of these "friends" are only superficial acquaintances, with very few truly deep friendships.
"I'm also very lucky to have passed the assessnt, but my success is also thanks to your encouragent."
"Without you, a brave pioneer setting an excellent example for us, I might have failed the assessnt due to lack of confidence."
As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling person, so Liens naturally responded with a smile.
Others just wanted to establish a certain friendly relationship with future colleagues, and he naturally wouldn't put on a bad face for them to see.
On the contrary, Liens even gave him a "boost," exaggerating his role, elevating his position, and complinting him verbally.
Regarding this flattery, whether he believed it or not, at least on the surface, Liens had given him enough respect.
As long as one wasn't brain-dead, they probably wouldn't feel disgusted by him, who was also a "smiling person."
"Hahaha, Liens, you speak so interestingly... What encouragent? I just did what I was supposed to do."
Harriman stretched out his right hand and patted Liens's shoulder, laughing heartily.
It was clear that he was quite pleased with Liens's flattering words.
Seeing Harriman suddenly reach out and pat his shoulder, Liens frowned slightly, but he didn't dodge.
He actually didn't like this kind of guy who seed overly familiar but lacked boundaries, but since the flattering words had already been said, it wasn't good to directly reject him at this point.
Moreover, seeing Harriman's behavior, he sowhat suspected that this guy might have been carried away by his words.
This guy might have actually believed his nonsense, thinking that everyone who passed the assessnt afterward owed him a favor.
Therefore, he wanted to use a condescending manner to further solidify his position as the "first person."
Although he didn't believe anyone would fall for it so easily, since he was idle anyway, Liens decided to have a good chat with him to determine if this person was truly lacking a screw loose.
Just like that, Liens chatted with Harriman off and on.
As the conversation progressed, he found that Harriman indeed had issues.
The other person seed to have a strong desire for power and a very good self-image.
His flattering pleasantries, anyone with a bit of sense would at most just smile at them and not take them seriously.
But Harriman was different; he just felt that his achievent of being the first to pass the assessnt was very important, and he even seed to want to establish his leadership position among all those who passed the assessnt through this.
And his words, it could be said, aligned perfectly with his thoughts, so he naturally accepted them with a clear conscience.
Even because of this, he believed that Liens was grateful to him, so he wanted to strike while the iron was hot and take Liens as his subordinate.
So the more they talked, the more speechless Liens beca.
When he had sparred with this person before, why hadn't he noticed he was so "confident"?
As they chatted, why did he start drawing "big pies" like the Instructor?
Saying things like, 'If I beco successful in the Glenbagen Family in the future, I will definitely co back and help you, my brother.'
Still successful?
They were nothing more than "tools"; instead of thinking about how to beco successful, it would be better to pray that the Glenbagen Family would treat these "tools" a little better.
Preferably, they wouldn't tornt them like in the Training Camp anymore.
Liens listened to Harriman's vision of his "grand ambitions" while maintaining an awkward smile.
At this mont, he really wanted to slap himself for saying those flattering words earlier.
What about not hitting a smiling person? Facing this kind of person, he shouldn't have shown any good face from the beginning.
If his expression had been colder at the ti, what happened next wouldn't have occurred.
But who told him, Liens, that his usual persona was not to easily offend others?
He could only swallow this bitter fruit himself.
Regret, regret indeed.
Even the Wind Wolf's "Wind Blade" hadn't made him regret so much, after all, he had imdiately dealt with the source of his regret.
But now, he couldn't directly deal with the source of this "pain" in front of him.
Just as Liens was about to lose his smile, and even had the idea of drawing his sword and cutting down this talkative guy in front of him.
Ben, who "saved others from distress," also arrived at the "waiting area" for the victors.
Seeing Ben's appearance, Harriman imdiately abandoned Liens, who he was "chatting" with, and hurried forward to greet Ben enthusiastically.
After Harriman finally stopped talking, Liens breathed a sigh of relief, but at the sa ti, he further lowered his evaluation of Harriman in his heart.
It was clear that Harriman really wanted to be the boss.
But whether it was intelligence, emotional intelligence, or eloquence, he probably wasn't very good.
He clearly wanted to recruit subordinates, yet he directly abandoned the person he was developing during their "chat" and turned to greet others.
He hadn't even eaten the food in his bowl yet, and he was already staring at the food in the pot.
"Ben, congratulations on passing the assessnt."
Liens looked at Ben, who had successfully passed the assessnt, and congratulated him happily.
He had been very worried that Ben would stop at the "arena" due to his injuries.
But this crisis could only be overco by Ben himself, and he was unable to help him.
All he could do for Ben was to cheer for him and pray for him in his heart, while also boosting his confidence with his own success.
In fact, what he had said to Harriman earlier was not entirely exaggerated flattery.
Harriman's success indeed gave Liens confidence.
After all, if even soone like Harriman could successfully pass the assessnt, how could he, Liens, who was so strong, fail?
"Luck, just good luck."
Ben humbly responded to Liens, but the happy smile on his face was impossible to hide.
Seeing Ben's expression, Liens also knew the excitent in his heart at this mont; he was about to make a joke with Ben, but Harriman, who was nearby, spoke first.
"Haha, luck is also a part of strength; everyone who can stand here is a talent who will soon beco a 'blade' for the nobles."
"Good luck ans we are destined to pass the assessnt and beco great figures."
"Just like I was the first to pass the assessnt."
"When I was ranked first, I knew that was my mission; I would bear the hope of the road ahead for everyone." Find this chapter's source on *.
"At that ti, I was also very anxious, worried that I couldn't complete my mission, but luckily I succeeded."
"That's why there's , and why we are all here happily chatting together."
Harriman spoke eloquently; he slightly expanded on Liens's flattery, adding a theory of destiny to it.
'This is?'
Ben looked at Liens with a puzzled gaze, wanting an answer from him.
Facing soone who praised himself so much, even Ben, who was quite talkative, didn't know how to respond.
Noticing Ben's puzzled gaze, Liens could only lightly tap his own head a few tis with his index finger, then slightly shook his head at Ben.
Indicating that this person had a problem with his brain and not to pay attention.
Seeing Liens's reaction, Ben also understood his aning and knew how to respond.
Then, Ben also chatted with Harriman off and on.
However, because Ben was quite talkative and liked to speak, the two of them seed to get along very well.
Even when Harriman talked about his so-called "grand ambitions," Ben could seriously pick up the conversation, much better than Liens, who only chuckled.
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