Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 262 - Coach part 2

“OK. Enough,” muttered Arya then walked to the field where the teenagers were being dried in a lined position but did not look at all exhausted.

The forty teenagers were on average under the age of 20. They come from different backgrounds. Some are students of the Military Academy, Police Academy, Cadets in education, families of military officials, and various extraordinary backgrounds.

When the Bureau led by Arya announced to the limited public that they would recruit new members for the Bureau, many military and police officials sent their children or families here. Academies that have outstanding students also send them here.

The Bureau, led by Arya and named BP2AT, does at first glance look like a small government agency whose duties are not too important. But for everyone who had known and entered the world of fighting wolves, they knew just how much power this bureau possessed.

For civil society, there are police watching them. For military personnel, there was a military police officer watching them. As for the wolf fighter? It was the body led by Arya who was in charge of overseeing them.

The body whose name is often shortened to BP2AT but better known as ‘Biro’ among wolf fighters for the past few years is indeed raising his name. Therefore, the moment Arya announced to recruit members, they flocked to send their juniors here.

When Arya, Munding and Afza walked out of the room to the middle of the field, some children who had begun to feel impatient immediately put up a ready attitude.

They knew who was coming and were heading towards them all. Men wearing green army clothes without berets or hats. His face was white and looked slightly handsome, but the good looks were covered by the flaw on his face. Scratch wounds cross from upper right to lower left and also the right earlobe that is no longer in place.

The forty teenagers instantly knew who they were dealing with. Sunarya aka Arya, the head of the Bureau. Someone with the highest authority in this institution. But they are also curious about the figure of a beautiful woman on the left of Arya and the calm male figure of her hairstyle, it can be clearly known that she is not from the military.

“Welcome to the Terror Action Detection and Prevention Agency..” Arya's words came to a halt and she took a deep breath, how much she hated this official name of the body she led.

“Forget the name, you can call it ‘Biro’ only, understand?” ask Arya.

“Ready, get it!!” answer them all simultaneously.

“My name is Arya, I am the chairman of this Bureau, just call the Chairman,” Arya introduced herself casually and relax.

“This woman,” continued Arya while pointing towards Afza on her left, “She is the second person in the Bureau. He's my deputy, his name is Za. He will be your Second Coach,” Arya said.

They were all stunned when they heard Arya's words, they would get training directly from the Vice Chairman of the Bureau? Isn't this something really amazing? The forty children looked excited and looked at Afza with sparkling gazes, especially the teenage boys who could not blink when they saw Afza.

“Humph!!!” there was a long snort of breath from Afza's lips accompanied by an intent pressure that suddenly shot out toward the forty teenagers.

“Basic snot boy!! Learn to walk before trying to run!” afza murmured slowly but could be heard by the teenagers who were now pale-faced.

Afza then pulled back the intent he had just emitted. Now, the teenagers realize, behind the beauty of the girl who wears the army clothes in front of them, it turns out their coach and the second person in the Bureau is a wolf fighter stage initiation extraordinary.

Among these forty children, there are indeed some teenagers who have been initiated, but their level is far below Afza.

Just like Yasin and Pak Yai, both may be on the same level, namely Initiation, but everyone knows that Yasin, will not be able to fight against Pak Yai without losing his life.

“This is your Main Coach. He does not want to use his real name and asks you to call him ‘Pakdhe’, you understand?” ask Arya.

Unlike earlier, only a few people answered Arya's question. Most of them were precisely confused by the request of their Main Coach. The boys also doubt, if a fighter with a position as important as the Vice Chairman of the Bureau just becomes their Second Coach, then how great is their Main Coach who asks to be called ‘Pakdhe’?

“Why don't you guys answer? You guys got it?” arya snapped which then shocked them all.

“Siap, Understand!!” answer them in unison shortly afterwards.

Arya wordlessly retreated backwards and gave her place to Munding. Afza smiled slightly as she glanced at the man, the girl then folded her hands in front of her chest and watched Munding closely.

“Call me Pakdhe,” said Munding quietly with a small smile and then spread his gaze to all the teenagers in front of him.

“Not because I'm much older than you.”

“Not because I'm the big brother of your parents.”

“But because I am stronger than you.”

“So, you will keep calling me Pakdhe until the time comes, if you no longer tremble in fear while standing in front of me,” muttered Munding.

Something strange felt emanated from the body of the Pakdhe who was standing in front of them. Something that resembles an intent but also not like an intent that they know and have ever felt.

But one thing is for sure, the taste sensation is very frightening.

The forty teenagers standing in the field could only stare at the Pakdhe with deathly pale faces. They all experienced a tremendous fear of men whose age did not look much older than them.

As they gazed at that small and seemingly harmless smiling figure, they knew that deep down, this person was extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, dangerous, until their instincts and bodies all screamed to run from this place as far as possible.

Fear is instinctive not something that is processed by the head and the mind first. They felt it directly inside their chest.

“Hahahhahaha,” Munding laughed and along with that, the sensation of the frightening feeling felt by everyone around Munding disappeared.

“Damn it!” maki Arya slowly straightened her back, even though her knees did not shake or her face was wet with cold sweat because of Munding, but ordinary sweat poured down Aryan's back.

Afza is much better than Arya, he did not fight the pressure he felt from Munding directly but instead turned his attention to other places so that he himself did not experience a tremendous fear as severe as Arya.