"Sir Gerald, are you all ready?"

"Prepare what?" Gerald looked up from the mountain of documents and looked at Lilum.

In the small office, there are piles of paper in all corners. The chief instructor who was supposed to be a military commander was imprisoned in this small room to do this clerical job in this small room with these pieces of paper that he could easily shred.

Minahears and Rhoderia were in the corner with a small desk to help with official documents, and there was a hot stove next to them, which made the already small office even more cramped, and Lilum had to hold her thin toes when she took the papers, and her small body was sideways, and she pulled up her thick skirt, carefully skimming over the pile of papers, and landing on the open space, like a cat walking on the eaves.

The Lilum, who was glared at by Gerald, subconsciously clamped her tail as if she was frightened - if it existed, it should have done so.

"It's just... That one... The chief instructor of the fifth training camp came to us ... Friendly exchanges—" she said with trepidation, her eyes flickering to the left and right.

She knew that Gerald was not interested in it, and she didn't even want the chief instructor to come here... But what can she do? It's not up to her to say this! So even if she knew that Gerald didn't want to mention it, she had to warn her!

What can I do? I'm just a secretary!

Lilum looked at Gerald and Rodria with resentment on her face. Because Gerald always likes to pour his anger on her, and when he is in a bad mood, he will call her hard, as if he is used to it!

As for Rodria ...

She's angry that Rodria doesn't speak for her!

Didn't she accidentally lose the official document that Chief Gerald handled last night, and I don't blame her for the wind being so strong! When the wind blows, there are so many documents floating everywhere, which one is she chasing!

Lilum was beating Xiao Jiujiu vigorously in her heart.

Gerald looked at Lilum irritably. This event, which she had so hard to forget, was brought up by her, and Gerald felt so tired.

"Ah, it's coming, it's coming, there's nothing to prepare, just let him in the office building when you come, there's nothing to arrange. Is there anything else, don't bother me if it's okay, annoying! "When Gerald saw Lilum, he had a headache, a heartache, and a liver ache. In short, it's really not good to be angry with this little girl.

The official document that was completed overnight was actually carried out by her and let the wind blow away, and the results of not sleeping at night were gone! He almost didn't get his back of breath. Is it a reason that the wind is too strong? Is this the reason? This...... But looking at Lilum's teary eyes, he really didn't know how to punish her.

This really makes him angry.

He threw down his pen in anger.

The chief instructor of the Fifth Knights' Preparatory Training Camp, what good thing could it be that he is here?

He propped his forehead and looked gloomy.

Camp to Bootcamp Communication... It's not just a lip service, it's a "friendly exchange".

The exchange between the training camp and the training camp is to bring a few outstanding recruits to challenge, although it is not explicitly stated, but it has long been agreed that it has been customary. But...

With the quality of the tenth training camp now, these people are friendly with the Valkyries of the regular Knights?

Hehe.

Even if it's a reservist, it's just a food delivery.

Moreover... He looked at the two lists pinned to the table. One is for the first brigade and one is for the second brigade.

It's just that the list of the second brigade was painted in red with a big red cross.

A "gilded aristocracy" of the second team that is not at all useful, a one that has not yet grown up ... Even if it grows up, it's useless first team.

Even Carlos and Anthony, the best at the moment, are barely on par with those at the bottom of the regular Knights.

Friendly exchanges?

Inexistent. This is ill-intentioned, and he has come to find trouble. Everyone knows the current situation of the 10th training camp, and they also know what kind of place the 10th training camp is, but it still comes out like this...

His heart can be punished.

But they really made Gerrard passive. Because Gerald didn't have a way to deal with it.

He fell into deep thought, subconsciously rubbing his hard stubble.

After Gerald suppressed the anxiety in his heart, the office seemed to gradually calm down, and Minai Hills finally slowly focused his attention on the pile of official documents in front of him, looking at the large trivial things on it - in his opinion, as long as it was not to fight Honkai, it was a trivial matter. He just wanted to draw his sword and find a dead soldier or even a Honkai beast to fight happily, instead of crouching in this small room, at this small table, looking at the text smaller than a mosquito on the smaller piece of paper in front of him.

It's a real waste of time and pointless.

But he thinks so, but he actually knows that if these things are not dealt with, they will be really troublesome to death.

In terms of the attitude towards these official documents, the attitude of the generals is the same, troublesome, do not want to pay attention, but ignore it.

The kettle on the stove was "gurgling" bubbles, and the warm water vapor kept the room from being too cold, but Rodria sat indifferently at the table from beginning to end, quietly handling the official documents, not at all too cramped, and did not feel a trace of impatience with the cumbersome official documents. He seems to have a faint smile all the time, patiently facing anything.

Lilum ran in and out of the office carrying papers, and kept bringing new papers from others and stacking them on the high pile of paper... It was a desperate height.

"Ahh When did these things get a head?

The window was blown open by the cold wind, and a thick pile of falling snow skipped through the window and smashed into the snowdrift on the ground, and the children happily whispered along the cold north wind past the window.

Gerald stood up and walked over to the bed, looking at the bustle below.

The recruits of the 1st Brigade changed the training program because the snow was too thick... In fact, it is just to act as a coolie and shovel the snow off the roof.

The children rushed to the roof with shovels, shoveled down the thickest snow, and then lifted a large piece of snow and threw it at the heads of the recruits under the house.

Not to be outdone, the recruited recruits are so angry that they return fire with a snowball on the roof, but how can they still get it?

The recruits below were greeted by more large, thick snowdrifts.

So a snowball fight began.

It was really a killing cry that shook the sky, and they all played the spirit of killing the enemy on the battlefield, flying to cover the sky and the ground, you came and went, and the snowballs and snowdrifts staggered and played was very happy.

The recruits on the roof and the recruits on the roof of the house were almost going to fight sieges, and some Valkyrie instructors who didn't think it was a big deal even brought them long ladders for them to climb up...

This is a siege!

More than 40 recruits are attacking more than 10 recruits in the office building! But where is there enough for a ladder, more than a dozen people desperately throw snowdrifts against a ladder to pile people down!

Another child who was knocked down the ladder by the snow planted a deep human pit in the snow, and got up from the snow pit with his face covered somewhat funny.

Because the snow is indeed very thick, and the usual training is also very depressing, the Valkyrie instructors also allow them to make such a fuss, anyway, it is only three floors, and the snow is so thick, it will be okay to jump down directly. So...

The Valkyries began to fear that the world would not be chaotic.