"Bring it here."
He walks toward me, and hands it to me.
I take the paper. And on the paper, I see a list of names.
I'm reading the list, my eyes focused on the names there. I've never even heard of some of these guys before.
I look up at Jeriq. As his eyes meet mine, he just shrugs, and walks toward my mat, sitting down beside me. By my left hand side.
"So, these guys.. they're in our troop right?" I ask. My voice low, my mind already trying to simulate various ways to get them to train.
Jeriq nods, pointing toward the paper with his right index finger. "This guy, his name is Rayan. They say he's a third core swordsman. No one really knows though, but the only reason he isn't a squire is because no sword knight wants him as their apprentice."
I adjust my posture on my mat because the ground keeps pressing on my waist. "Why? Did he commit some kind of crime?"
Jeriq shakes his head. "It's on the paper, just read it."
