Then there was the second prince, Camilla, who bizarrely skipped the King's Military Academy and selected a large number of people from discriminated ethnic groups as private soldiers.

The second cohort of students at the King's Military Academy were almost universally devastated by this, and it even involved a female soldier named Makaha, who was a descendant of Bjorn Netero.

"In any case, the prince's decision cannot be swayed by ordinary soldiers. The Second Staff should be satisfied now. What are the specific recruitment conditions?"

"The Twelfth Prince has entrusted the recruitment process entirely to the Hunter Association, with a star-level hunter named Dia Diego in charge. The recruitment criteria are as follows..."

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"First, the gender requirement is female."

In a military camp, a tall, young man on a large screen read in a calm voice, which immediately triggered a chorus of groans from the audience.

"No way! All the other princes seem to prefer recruiting only male soldiers, Your Highness, why is that?!"

Disbelief kept coming from the male soldiers, all expressing their dissatisfaction with the first selection requirement read out in the video.

Meanwhile, the female soldiers of the same period were overjoyed.

In their previous batches of trainees, most of the female soldiers were suppressed by the male soldiers with their brute strength and could hardly stand out, not to mention the legendary Tyson who only recruited male soldiers.

It's truly gratifying that these cannon fodder women are now reaping gender benefits.

But is this really a good thing?

Pokson stood at the door, watching the group of soldiers.

They were almost the same age as her, but perhaps because they missed the entrance exam by just a little bit, they were assigned to the distant twelfth class.

While she was already a corporal, these people were still lingering as privates.

Their current sorrow and jubilation stem from the fact that they have gained access to the "Prince's Private Army" as a path to advancement, even if that path is ridiculously narrow.

But if they knew that even such a slim chance had already been predetermined, countless people would fall into despair and eventually retire to their hometowns.

'If I hadn't met him, even if I were stronger than these people, my fate probably wouldn't have been much better...'

Pokson looked up at Dia, who appeared on the screen as handsome as a professional presenter.

He was reading out the selection criteria in a serious and methodical manner; this was a plan he had discussed with her all night the night before last.

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"Eleventh, possess a bachelor's degree or above from one of the 39 universities recognized by the Kakin Empire or a university ranked in the top 200 of the QS World University Rankings, with no restrictions on major."

Inside the luxury hotel, Celidonich swirled a glass of fine red wine, listened to the sounds coming from the tablet Mark was holding behind him, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Although my younger sister isn't a great student, at least the person she asked for help values ​​knowledge. If someone doesn't even have a bachelor's degree, is that even human?"

"However, not limiting majors is too lenient. It would be best to limit it to science majors such as physics and mathematics or engineering majors related to mechanical and electronic engineering."

"After all, he's a professional hunter, an expert in this field. It seems he's also a top student from a national medical university, but that's just hearsay."

Mark responded softly, his tablet continuing to play Dia's video:

"Twelfth, have a study background from any of the three major military academies, or obtain a certificate of recognition from the King's Army."

"Thirteenth, those who are 21 years of age or older, unmarried, childless, and without a spouse will be given priority."

Celidonich asked:

"The people we sent all meet the criteria, right? They don't have husbands or lovers, do they? If they do, we'll help them cut off their relationships."

"Don't worry, Poxon meets all the requirements so far."

Mark said:

"However, these conditions seem strict, but they are still fairly standard. In fact, all the princes' private army captains can meet the conditions. In fact, these conditions are a bit too lenient as selection criteria for private army captains."

"Do you think it's possible that the hunter was negligent?"

"Celidonich said calmly."

Mark's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he had thought of something, and he slowly said:

"There's a 95% chance it wasn't an oversight..."

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"If it wasn't negligence, then it was intentional, right, Barusamirko?"

In a bustling gym, Prince Benjamin calmly lifts dumbbells, his muscles bulging with blood and exuding a philosophical aura.

Beside him, the dark-skinned, square-nosed captain of the private army, Barusamirko, calmly said:

"Yes, the conditions they have put forward so far are just the most basic requirements. There will definitely be more stringent assessments afterward."

"in accordance with?"

"This person himself is the evidence. According to intelligence, he is a star hunter of the Hunter Association, and his information is kept extremely confidential. He is by no means an ordinary person. Underestimating him is the same as underestimating ourselves."

Barusamirko showed Benjamin the brief intelligence he had on Dia.

Benjamin glanced at it briefly and said:

"So what form will his assessment take? Is it possible that it will involve [mindfulness]?"

"Very likely."

"reason?"

"There are two reasons. The other party is an expert from the Hunter Association, and is 100% a master of Nen. In this respect, the Hunter Association has a longer history than us, and its knowledge of Nen far surpasses ours. Moreover, this is the simplest and quickest way to select true masters."

Benjamin dropped the dumbbell in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Barusamirko, is it necessary for us to send people to gather intelligence or even win that selection directly?"

“I think it’s necessary. Doing this can weaken the Twelfth Prince’s strength in advance, or at the very least, obtain information about his future private army captain.”

"Okay, among our privately-run troops, are there any female soldiers who meet the requirements? Let's have her retire."

"Yes!"

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"This selection requires candidates to pass tests conducted by the Twelfth Prince's side in terms of physical fitness, intelligence, observation skills, and communication abilities. Only one person will be selected this time, and priority will be given to candidates based on their test scores. The results of each round of tests will be made public..."

"In short, this is a great opportunity to get close to the twelfth prince."

In the room of the Second Prince Camilla, Sarapelu, the captain of the Second Prince's private army, spoke in a deep voice.

The second prince, Camilla, with her beautiful long blonde hair, was intently applying her makeup in front of the mirror when she heard this and casually remarked:

"Then let the person in charge of cursing that Ze go. When the succession war starts, just take her away from her."

"It's impossible. First of all, Kabich, who is in charge of cursing the Twelfth Prince Mukizawa, is a male soldier who can't even pass the first selection criterion. Furthermore, that hunter will probably side with the Twelfth Prince in the succession war. There are rumors everywhere about the [Guide to the Underworld]. Our curse is practically transparent to those Nen experts. It's too difficult to get the chance to curse him."

Saraperu shook her head and said regretfully.

Some bastard has been spreading rumors that they have reinstated the ancient practice of "princes being buried alive with their parents."

They even claimed to have the ability to curse others from a distance, causing some on Prince Benjamin's side to become wary.

Even though it's all true, couldn't they just obediently be cursed to death for the sake of the great second prince and the future prosperity of this country?

Camilla frowned, turned around, and asked:

"What's up with that hunter? Doesn't he know Kami's name? Why is he following that little dwarf? Tell him to come and pledge allegiance to Kami right now."

"I'm afraid that's difficult, Your Highness..."

"Salaperu said with difficulty."

Camilla snorted coldly:

"Forget it, Kami has long been disillusioned with this world where you can't achieve your goals just by making wishes. Since that hunter is unwilling to follow in Kami's footsteps, let's get rid of him too. Send someone to the scene to curse that Mumu Ze. If he can't become her private army captain, then that person doesn't need to come back."

"Yes."

"Also, go and call Mother over. Why did you forget to buy the Videl Moonbeam limited edition again...?"

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"Interested applicants should send their resumes and supporting documents to [email protected] 24 hours after this announcement. All successful applicants will receive a test address. Please bring your identification, a medical examination report from within the last three days, and hard copies of the aforementioned documents to the test."

Mumu Ze turned off the video, frowned, and looked puzzled.

Seeing this, Dia asked:

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"There's no problem, Professor Diya. Even if there are flaws in your plan, I can't see them..."

Mumu Ze sighed, shook his empty head, but then said:

"But I still feel like there's something I've overlooked."

Diya gave her a speechless look. "Aren't you a [Manipulation] type? Why are you starting to trust your intuition like those idiots [Enhancement] types?"

"Perhaps you're not familiar with the plan yet, but it's alright. Just wait, I'll help you with everything..."

"No, that's not right..."

Mumu Ze suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Diya's eyes, and said seriously:

"You're hiding something from me, aren't you?"

'Holy crap, is this what they call intuitive learning? She actually mastered it?'

Dia was inwardly startled, but remained outwardly calm:

"What am I hiding from you? This matter has nothing to do with me, so why would I want to harm you?"

Of course, he was hiding things from Mumu Ze, and there were many of them.

However, judging from the current context, she is most likely referring to Diya's preparations for the conspiracy against Poxon.

Or perhaps it was because Dia lied to her the day before yesterday that they hadn't arrived in Kakin yet, and that Dia was actually hiding in the rented house with Pokson?

In short, after discussion, Dia and Pokson decided not to reveal Mumu Ze's relationship with Pokson to prevent her from acting unnaturally during the plan and being noticed by others.

"That's not what I meant. Of course I know that Teacher Diya wouldn't harm me!"

Mumu Ze seemed to sense that Diya was being perfunctory and changing the subject, and immediately pinched him angrily, but the pinch was weak and powerless.

"Is there something you haven't told me about this selection process? You still haven't told me how to guarantee that the final selection result will be in my favor!"

"And why must we select the captain of the private army first? I plan to have my Dia doll take on that position."

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