“So, like... How should I describe this?” Gong Yeong-Gil muttered while feeling a bit weird about this situation. “We are going there to wage war, right?”

“Sure.” Yi Myeong-Hwan nodded matter-of-factly.

“In that case, why does it feel like we're going on a picnic instead?”

“...”

Yi Myeong-Hwan would've tried to bite Gong Yeong-Gil's head off for talking nonsense... if they had been in a different situation. However, he didn't. The truth was, Yi Myeong-Hwan had also been feeling something similar to Gong Yeong-Gil for a while now.

'Right. It's not like we're going on a class field trip or something...'

These many people rushing inside buses to travel somewhere was a spectacle Yi Myeong-Hwan had not seen since his schoolboy days. The solemn determination he made with himself got ever-so-slightly eroded by this weird sight.

The familiar smell of the bus and the sight of all these black-haired roughnecks packing the interior like sardines forced Yi Myeong-Hwan to remember the must-have school trip snacks, boiled eggs and a bottle of cider. He thought that maybe, he should've brought them with him just for fun. Although, his current age meant he wouldn't have experienced such traditions during his school days as they were long out of fashion by then!

The thing was, though, Yi Myeong-Hwan shouldn't even be thinking about such things considering what they were about to do soon. After all, Yi Myeong-Hwan and his comrades were about to get involved in the biggest conflict since the inception of the Martial Ass...