The Empire of Reimia (3)

“You’re such a fool,” the colonel commented directly, “in this country, if the monarch says jump, we jump. It’s been like that for almost a thousand years. What made you think you were special?” He shook his head, puzzled. “Your grades seem good, so you should be smart enough… Well, never mind, I think you’ve regretted this more than once or twice. He stood up from his seat, walked over to one of the few lockers, took something out of it, and approached Linnea from the side; in his hands, he held a syringe filled with something that looked unpleasant. “Stay still.”