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Chapter 727: Traces of the Slum (2)

The handle had been burned black, and it was obvious that this was a wooden sword for training, and it was a very low-level rough wooden sword, which was obviously not what Adler used, Adler's face was ruined, and it would only take this to cause this after losing most of her blood after the war, and the blood power on her body had been almost completely lost, so even if she went to train anything, it was in vain.

So this kind of thing is not what Adler is using.

Who is Adler training?

No one reads that book on weekdays, only ...... It can only be used if you are admitted to the Ales Military Academy, and if you add a sword, everything will not be difficult to explain.

What does Adler want to do?

Lorenzo frowned, then turned sharply and saw a pair of eyes in the brick crevice not far away.

Could it be the intruder?

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In the afternoon, it was the written part of the monthly exam, and several courses were combined into a paper, and as soon as the paper was issued, Stella regretted that she didn't listen to Moro well yesterday, but fortunately, she still listened to some.

Alector said that he didn't believe what Moro said, opened the paper and even snorted coldly, although the questions on it were all talked about by Morrow, and after disdain, he honestly wrote the answer according to what Moro said.

The most pitiful thing was Alfonso, whose right palm was pierced by the tip of the candlestick, and he didn't even have medicine for a simple bandage, he couldn't hold the pen, blood kept oozing out of the gauze, and his shoulders and chest hurt as if they weren't his own. The slightest exertion hurts my heart, and I can't concentrate on thinking about what is written on the paper, and even the words on the paper are a little ghosted.

Stella noticed Alfonso's strangeness from the very beginning, as he was almost late to enter the classroom, limping and his right hand was trembling, and his shoulder seemed to be injured, and the blood oozing out of it soaked a large patch of clothing on his shoulder.

Stella's eyes didn't move away from Alfonso when he came in, and it wasn't until Alfonso sat down that Stella couldn't wait to ask, "Hey! Alfonso! Are you okay! Stella had a small, worried look on her face.

Alfonso's brows were furrowed, his face was red, and his body temperature should be very high, "No...... It's okay, don't ...... Don't worry, do your exams well. ”

"Don't talk to each other!" The teacher on the stage shook the ring ruler a few times and slammed the table and then roared violently, which frightened Alfonso a spirit, and then pulled the wound on his shoulder, and poked the pen directly between the cracks in the floor, the ink seeped into the floor, and he pulled the pen out of the gap in the floor with shaking hands, and the tip of the pen had already been poked out.

Seeing that Alfonso had only written a few words on his paper, Stella was more anxious than Alfonso, but she only had a pen with her, and Stella hesitated and handed the pen to Alfonso, although she had only written two questions, but it was enough to pass and she handed it over without thinking so much. But at this moment, something was thrown on Alfonso's desk with a bang.

Alfonso and Stella looked up in amazement at the same time, and saw a slender back, Alector had already handed in the paper with two fingers, but this time Stella saw that Alecto's test paper was not a blank paper.