Chapter 297 The Mercenaries Are In!

• “Master, they’re here!” Albert’s voice sounded into the training room amid chewing sounds.
• Raising his head from the bent position that it was, Clark wiped the sweat from his forehead. He cooled his sore muscles with some ice before laying his eyes on his student.
• Albert’s small round head poked into the training room, hyper activeness flashing in his eyes as he munched furiously on the chocolate that was on his hand.