“You’re obviously annoyed because this seems so easy for me.” Milo said with a dark expression, “How can the commander of the Northwest be so petty about things?”
Peter said matter-of-factly, “I’m not being petty. Since this tour on foot is meant to hone the mind of the commander-to-be, it’s only natural that you should go through the same hardships the sentries here experience. Think about it. They’re not supernatural beings, so do you know how tough it gets for them each day? If I don’t make it harder for you, can you really experience what it’s like for them?”
Peter continued, “And if you don’t experience that, how will you know how tough it is for the sentries here? I’m not asking you to carry a heavier load than you can, I just want you to experience what it’s like to live as a normal person again.”
“As expected of the fortress commander. You’re really good at logic.” Milo pursed his lips. “Tell me, which rock do you want me to carry?”
“How much weight can you carry now?” Peter asked.
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