After 6 more rounds of testing, King Verklempt doubted Pisher’s wisdom. “Pisher,” he said. “I have benefitted from your counsel, but I have just 612 soldiers left. I am willing to say that these are the 612 best, most above-average soldiers in my army. I will begin rebuilding, using these great men as the cornerstone of my new army.
“Ahhhh, but can you, sire?”
“What do you mean?”
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