"Why..."The Valkyrie didn't seem to react yet, and Minahears roared with a calm face and a wrenched face, "Apologize to the sir!" ”

"I—" Valkyrie was about to say something, but when she saw Minahears' eyes, she seemed a little shocked, and involuntarily swallowed what she was about to say.

It was a pleading look.

Minahears glanced at her and prompted her to look behind him. The Valkyrie followed Minahear's gaze behind him.

The white Valkyries had long since shed their cloaked hoods, revealing their green faces. But their faces did not have the vitality that matched their youthfulness, but numbness and dead silence. Their eyes still fluctuated, but they were full of fear, with cringe, and... A hint of resentment towards the Black Rider Valkyrie.

Why... I'm here to help you, but why...

Would you look at me like that?

Valkyrie's brain went blank.

"Apologies!" Minai Hills roared in anger without warning, and the Valkyrie subconsciously obeyed.

"I'm sorry..."

Minahears immediately turned to the white knight who was still standing sluggishly, took the food from her hand, and placed it in front of Dimert.

"Captain Dimert, I apologize to you for my poor discipline." Minai Hills said.

"Poor discipline?" Dimert didn't even raise his head, just raised his eyes to the corner of his eye, skimming Minay Hills, "And self-knowledge." ”

He grabbed the spoon and tasted it.

"It's not bad, but...", he spit out the food in one gulp, "what do you mean when it's so bad?" This is paste, not porridge. ”

"Captain Dimert, this is a barracks, too delicious food will wipe out the fighting spirit, but too unpalatable food will make people disgusting, so we choose a compromise method and use unpalatable methods to deal with delicious food, this is the characteristic of our barracks, and I hope you can have a large amount."

"Huh." He smiled coldly, drank the porridge in the bowl, and slammed the bowl on the table, "Let's go, Gerald should be impatient to wait." ”

He didn't even care that his entourage didn't eat anything, and just left on his own.

Minaeyhills glanced at the white Valkyries.

They just swallowed, put down their food, and followed Dimert out of the cafeteria.

Minayhils led Demert away. The Black Rider Valkyrie, who had been knocked over by Minahills, sat in place. She had no idea what she was doing wrong. Two of her fellow Black Riders stayed behind to look after her—Minahills had tacitly allowed them to stay.

One of them brought snow and put it on her face, so that the Valkyrie's face was no longer so hot and painful.

"Do you know why I hit you?" The companion gently applied the slap print left by Minay Hills.

She stared blankly at the floor and didn't speak.

"Do you know what kind of treatment those Valkyries will be treated if you do it now? If you make a fool of this person, that person will return it to those girls a hundredfold. You're young, not long after you graduated, and you don't know the meaning of the name Dimert... If Chief Gerald is the strictest of the instructors, Deemert is a complete pervert with a twisted personality. The people he trained are all people with twisted human nature, you know? ”

"Then why can such a person still be an instructor! Are the high-level leaders of Destiny blind! Sir Gerald would never do this to us! Valkyrie waved away her companion's snow bag, and the snow scattered all over her companion's body.

"If Chief Gerald is here, he'll give you another slap in the face." The companion said, "Don't you realize... Because the top level needs such people, there will be such people, and they can live, can they train more such people? The companion whispered, "You are still too young, you don't know a lot of things, we don't blame you, but you have to change this impulsive nature." Didn't you notice that none of us paid any attention to this captain? Even Minaeyhills, who has always been cynical, pretends to be a human being. Because everybody knows what kind of person this person is, these kids dressed in white... What a dark life to live! ”

Valkyrie looked at her companion blankly, "Could it be... Is there no way to change it? ”

"Ahh It all depends on what kind of person our boss is! Chief Gerald is very strict, but he is the best instructor of Destiny, and there is no one more. Do you think we can be that free? ”

She tapped Minaeyhills' trail, and the Valkyrie let out a "whimper".

"Although Minahills is for the sake of the White Knights and you... But the attack was too ruthless. ”

"Why me?" She asked a little cowardly.

"Do you think this person won't do anything to you?" The companion glared at her, "Minai Hills was not sure to stop him before he could make a move, so he took the initiative to hit you!" He shot you just hurt for a few days. But Dimmert shot ... No one knows what will happen! No one knows how many hands he will make! If something happens, Instructor Gerald may be able to avenge you, but he can't save you! ”

The Valkyrie stopped talking.

"Alas... I'm going to get you some more snow packs, or your face won't look good if it's swollen." She poked the scar again, and the Valkyrie screamed again, "It's a lesson, don't talk nonsense next time, you know!" It's not for us, it's going to be okay if you talk nonsense to others! ”

Valkyrie nodded, and nothing more.

The companions sighed.

Today's events may make her mature a little...

This is a child with a great sense of justice, and they still like her very much. It's just that today, she really shouldn't have done this... But if she didn't, it wouldn't be her. It's just that today passes... I don't know what will happen to her in the future.

Innocence, joy, and kindness are all of a sudden, but these things need to be guarded by a group of people who are willing to sacrifice.

The onslaught was intense, and Gerard couldn't afford to defend it for long.

Maybe the only ones who can help Gerald are us old people.

The Valkyrie thought silently in her heart.

Gerald was upset.

The source of this irritability is not because of the mountains of official documents, or rather, they are simply insignificant compared to the source of irritability.

He was upset by the instructor from the fifth training camp, Modrol Dellos Dimert. This scum with half Apocalis blood on his body.

This is a scumbag who is famous, and all the people he trains under him are people who have made big mistakes... If you think girls of this age can make a big mistake, or if they do make a mistake.

Someone once said that the greatest sin of those who fall into the hands of Demert is that they are gifted enough.

Later the man disappeared.

He came from the fifth training camp, and he knew very well what kind of scum Deemert was like. Scum who is obsessed with trampling on the dignity, mind, body, spirit of others to the point of distorting the character of others.

And most importantly...

He didn't expect that it was Dimert who came to him.

Because this man has always been interested in only one thing: training the next "Dimert" version of his subordinates.

He had no interest in anyone else, only his own subordinates - of course, if someone messed with him, that person would make Demert tired of him before everyone could react - thoroughly played, tired of playing.

You won't feel what Deemmett did to you at that moment, because you didn't feel the chance at all, and you died a miserable death.

No part of the body is complete.

Now, this Dimmer is on his turf.

His first instinct was to drive the madman back.

Dimert would never come to him for no reason, but Dimert was no one who liked to trouble other people... Because he is not cold to other people at all.

But it's not impossible if someone comes up with something he's interested in or a price that's enough to impress him.

But who would do that? And what price was offered? Before he could think more, the office door had already been opened.