"I don't train female soldiers."
Dallion Collins stated it with such certainty; it was as if he had already made up his mind.
"Because they are not as you would wish?" Glenn Hutchinson picked up a cup filled with water and slowly took a sip.
Glenn Hutchinson didn't seem too surprised by Dallion's proposal.
He knew Dallion well; because of his exceptional strength, he was always proud. He didn't discriminate against those who were not excellent, but the possibility of him accepting and patiently guiding them was practically nonexistent.
"More or less."
Dallion estimated as he responded.
"What do you want to do?"
Setting the cup down, Glenn Hutchinson asked slowly, revealing none of his emotions or opinions.
"Change instructor..." Dallion started tentatively but then felt a chill breeze and promptly corrected himself, "That's impossible."
Glenn Hutchinson withdrew his gaze.
"I want to change the training methods," Dallion squinted and finally stated his purpose for coming.
