The Beautiful Swordsman Came with a Barbecue

Skyler finally processed the documents, but she didn't finish the process. The whole morning was only enough for her to sort the documents according to the priorities. The most urgent ones needed to be completed first, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow. .

When Skyler arrived at the cafeteria, it was already a bit late, and there were not many meals left, so he threw away the seafood and only made up a portion for five people. The girl sighed and comforted herself as losing weight.

The training time at noon was also shorter than yesterday, and it could only be barely warmed up. The preparatory bell had already sounded, and Skyler could only change clothes and go to class.

With yesterday's lesson, today's lesson, the whole class was present, which shocked the major who was in charge of the class. He had never seen a class that was so active in cultural courses.

Suddenly, in addition to the spirit of obeying the orders arranged by the superiors, the major felt a sense of spiritual satisfaction called "teaching and educating people", and happily delayed the class for half an hour.

When Schuyler rushed to the cafeteria, seeing the empty water table again and the shrugging of the cooking aunt, he almost collapsed.

Skyler, who was forced to eat only half full, could only endure the risk of starvation at night, and ran to the barracks to start training. The fastest time for people to improve is the period from 0 to the average line.

Skyler is actually far from the average level of the Navy Headquarters. After a few days ago, during the process of asking He intentionally or unintentionally, she learned that she was one of the last people in the assessment.

But fortunately it wasn't the last one, otherwise Skyler would have to wonder if he came in through the back door, 49 power points, in each branch, it might be considered good, but in the headquarters.

That is to say, Skyler was young, she reported that she was 15 years old, and she barely got into the headquarters, and the training of naval recruits would not be based on her weak chicken as a standard.

Therefore, Skyler should try to get as close to the average level of this group of recruits as possible in the shortest possible time before the arrival of actual combat training and training, so that she will not look too weak or too exceptional.

For girls, every minute and every second of training is extremely precious. After all, no one wants to make a fool of themselves and be the tail of a crane.

On the premise of ensuring enough sleep time, Skyler set a fairly extreme training time for herself. In her previous life, she had tasted the comfort and powerlessness brought about by laziness and not working hard.

But this time, she wanted to try whether the moonlight shining on her would fail her.

People always say that if they do it again, what will happen? Skyler was also an afterthought in his last life, but this time, there is obviously a new starting point, why not fight for it?

I kept encouraging myself in my heart, the girl became more and more involved in training, and there were fewer and fewer naval recruits around her, and the girl's voice of swinging a sword that had been covered up became more and more obvious.

Among the crowd, she was the weakest one, but when she was alone, every sliver of progress, didn't it just mean that she defeated another person, defeated the self at the previous moment?

In the office of the black-armed general Zefa, he put down the polished mirror frame. Although he wiped it every day, he still couldn't stop the yellowing and fogging of the photos.

With a long sigh, Zefa turned off the lights in the office, locked the office door, and then slowly went downstairs, heading towards his residence.

"Shhhhhhhhhh~"

A sound that was not crisp, or even an obvious sword swing, reached the general's ears. He was not too close to Skyler's training place, but this general was naturally willing to work hard. Serious voices are extra sensitive.

Pulling back his short purple hair, Zefa still chose to go in the direction of the voice, he wanted to see what kind of person could be so powerless and so serious.

Zefa, who has taught countless navies, knows that people who improve faster actually like training more. After all, their progress is visible, so they can feel the harvest and return to hard training.

Including Polusalino, in fact, the same is true. When he first entered the navy, although he had a very laid-back personality, he was quite serious about training.

Zefa sighed, thinking of the devil fruit, it really lived up to the name of "devil".

However, his thoughts quickly came back, and he could tell that the person in training was very weak, and he was still weak after entering the Navy headquarters, either because he was too young, or the early training was wrong, but he had great potential.

But Zefa also knows that the current naval recruit training camp is still in the most basic stage of training and theoretical knowledge learning, that is to say, these naval recruits have not been really taught.

Their training methods still follow their previous training methods. Therefore, they can still persist in training even though they have made little progress. In this regard, it is worth Zefa to take a look.

However, Zefa did not show up directly, but stood in the dark shadows from a distance, looking at the girl in training.

After just a glance, Zefa frowned, because the girl's sword moves during training were very gorgeous, but she didn't have enough strength herself, so she was gaudy.

This was Zefa's first impression, but Zefa still watched patiently.

If the girl's swordsmanship is a swordsman, she can find the agility in it. If she is not a swordsman, she may also be able to find it, but not so fast, just like Zefa.

Zefa is not a swordsman himself, but he has taught quite a few naval swordsmen, and watching the girls train, his brows gradually loosened as time went by.

He could see that the girl's swordsmanship was obviously complete, but today's girl couldn't perform at all.

Zefa raised his legs and took a step, and was about to talk to the girl about this problem, but a small alarm clock placed on the book rang, and the girl stopped her training and adjusted her breathing on the spot.

Putting the wooden knife back in place, he picked up the books and the alarm clock and ran towards his dormitory.

"What a serious girl, ask Sakaski tomorrow."

Zefa has never seen a girl before. When Garp was spreading the publicity before, Zefa didn't pay attention at all, because no one in the headquarters would mention the child's family in front of Zefa, even if he was as generous as Garp. .

Zefa regarded the girl as a member of Sakaski's phalanx, because Zefa never thought of Polusalino, nor would he think that there was such a serious girl in his phalanx.

Stepping on the moonlight, Zefa returned to his dark room. He didn't turn on the lights. He walked through the hallway and stairs familiarly and quietly, got his clothes and washed, and moved quietly, as if he was afraid of disturbing other people in the family.

This is his normal state in the past eight years, and he has gotten used to it, or in other words, he may have never admitted that past event in his heart.

In the middle of the night, he slowly fell asleep. After waking up, he sorted out his thoughts, thinking about going to Sakaski, and then got up and changed his clothes.

Arrived at the headquarters building early, at this time, Sakalski should be arriving soon, so instead of going to his office, he made a detour and walked towards Sakalski's office.

When passing by Polusalino's office, he subconsciously glanced at it with dissatisfied eyes, but the office door, which was supposed to be firmly closed until the moment the bell rang, was now open. .

"This brat is too lazy to close the door?"

Zefa snorted secretly, and subconsciously looked into the door. With just one glance, his brows were frowned, and he saw the girl from last night, sitting on a chair by the coffee table, quickly flipping through the documents.

"cough!"

Zefa was a little puzzled, stepped in, coughed lightly, the girl looked up, put down the document immediately, saluted and said: "Good morning! General Zefa!"

Zefa nodded and said, "You are?"

"Report! Naval training camp recruit Skyler Gray."

"What are you doing here?"

Zefa approached, frowning. He was very familiar with these documents. These should be handled by admirals or adjutants. Skyler looked at Zefa and felt an almost substantial oppression from him. The law did not address her case.

Swallowing secretly, Skyler said: "Report! My duty this month is to serve as Lieutenant General Polusalino's clerical assistant!"

"Nonsense!"

Zefa groaned, almost making Skyler unable to stand still, but at this moment, Polusalino, who was supposed to step on the spot, turned into a ball of light and slowly solidified in the office. .

"Yo~hey~ Teacher Zefa, what wind brought you here?"