Chapter 246: Ales Military Academy
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Chapter 246: Ales Military Academy
"Don't tell anyone......," she said before she could finish her sentence, she was brutally dragged out of the prison car.
Almost defenseless, Morrow was dragged out and into an emotionless embrace, opening to Patrick's angry gray eyes.
She broke free from his arms with her hands and feet, and her figure was already out of the enchantment, she wanted to leave more than him, and she didn't want to alarm the secret army.
"Daring woman, who allows you to meddle in your affairs?" Patrick followed her steps and grabbed her slender arm, grabbing her in pain.
"It's not an idle matter, it's my people." She tried to pull the arm out of his large hand, but found that his strength was not ordinary, and it hurt as if he was about to peel off a layer of skin on his hand.
"Then why did you run away again?" Patrick picked her chin with his other hand, forcing her to look up into his eyes.
She didn't want to explain anything to Patrick, and she didn't even bother to think of anything to prevaricate him, so she had to keep silent.
"What I hate the most is disobedient women, if you want to cooperate with me, you are still obedient and obedient, and it is better not to do things that make me unhappy." Patrick forcibly stretched out her bloody palm, which was healed from the scars corroded by the railing of the prisoner car, and cursed in a low voice, "What a woman who doesn't know whether to live or die." ”
At this time, Ethan had already rushed over, looked at the two of them, and had a hint of displeasure, "Hurry up!" Hete's army is coming. ”
The Ales Military Academy became the last retreat for the remnants of Ales, and the Ales nobles and former cadets crowded here, struggling to survive. The head of the Military Academy, Instructor Dylan, was guarded by the army under the iron wrist of the army, so that the army of the Secret Party could not further take the high ground of the Military Academy.
Morro carried the corner of his cloak and walked through the devastated battlefield outside the Academy, the ground still scorched, and the dried blood soaked the ground layer by layer, which was enough to prove the cruelty of these successive wars.
The academy that was once open is now surrounded by layers of magical enchantments, shrouded in mist and snow, and the silence and blood merge, no longer the freedom of the past.
She felt a pain in her heart, she was indeed an irresponsible heir.
The Ales Military Academy has become a heavily guarded city, and entering the academy now requires passing through layers of checkpoints, through deep corridors, and into the offices of instructors who have been familiar countless times today.
She removed her bloody mask and hood to reveal a pale and delicate little face, and saw the instructor standing in the room with his back to her.
Her long eyelashes cast shadows under her eyelids, and she didn't even have the courage to speak, as did Dylan standing in front of the window.
It took a long time for her to speak, "Instructor...... Moro ......"
Before Morrow could finish speaking, Dylan turned around, and two crisp slaps interrupted her next words.
"Dylan!" Ethan exclaimed, Ethan knew that Dylan had been angry, but even if she was afraid that she would come back alive after suffering so much, she shouldn't come up and slap the child.
Mo Luo was slapped twice, knelt on the floor with a bang, and tugged at the corner of Ethan's cloak, "It's okay, it's okay Ethan, I did something wrong, please punish the instructor." ”
Dylan seemed to be still upset, picked up the whip on the table and slashed it at her.