Lacy only remembered the boy because the Lord had specifically mentioned him last night. The Lord wanted the boy to participate in the selection. Otherwise, based on past experience, a youth so scrawny he looked like a gust of wind could blow him over would never have been allowed to take part.
"One at a time!" The veteran Soldier's selection method was similar to Radish's; he tested them all himself.
"You first!"
The first slave boy who was called rushed forward.
The veteran punched the slave boy in the face, and the boy immediately collapsed, motionless.
He was knocked out cold with a single punch!
His methods were far crueler than Radish's. The fallen slave boy's nose was broken, a miserable sight.
"You!" The veteran pointed to a second slave boy.
The boy glanced fearfully at the figure on the ground, unsure if he was dead or alive. He swallowed nervously, then charged.
