The Little Prince in the Ossuary

[About 30 of you guys have asked me to do a trial of this novel. I typically upload ‘place-holder’ chapters since we do quite a production in preparation for mass releases and a regular schedule. Most services that do it at our scale have the legal ability to take down the series from another group on NU once they’re prepared, however, we don’t have such authority since we are still a fan translations site. Anyways, this will be the last ‘trial’ series that will be added to our site for some time. All of the other series already have teams being built. I’m looking forward to seeing feedback regarding this series, our current capacity for a new series is only 15-20 chapters per week due to workload issues. Cheers!]

#Stability (3), Camp Roberts

The efficiency of 「training」 increased as the target lessened, and that was why Gyeoul was making Yura work hard even during the weekend. She clenched her teeth and withstood the trials that tested her physical and psychological limits. For now, it was fire training. There were eight large targets at a 10-meter distance. Each target has ten numbers written on them, and she needed to hit the multiples of 7. Additionally, she couldn’t stay in one place for more than 3 seconds.

‘Multiple of 7, multiple of 7.’ Yura kept on mumbling to herself. Gyeoul pressed the stopwatch and blew his whistle.

“You fucking whore! A bitch like you being born was a mistake! Fuck, why were you even born?! Don’t you ever feel sorry for your parents?! Or is your mother a fucking bitch too?!”

The middle-aged man started shouting at Yura with all kinds of curses and swears. He even shoved her hard. Yura bit her lips and endured it.

Bang!

The first shot was a miss. Another shot fired, then another shot, and another. She fired four times before 3 seconds passed by, then took two steps forward before she took aim again. Wavering iron-sight. The guy was still yelling at her, and his breath stank. Yura felt her mind plunged into chaos. Was 42 a factor of 7? She couldn’t properly think as her head went blank. She fired and moved with feelings of uncertainty.

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