Because of one student's absence, Aiden Jameson's class unexpectedly became the last in ranking, which was a shameful situation for him.
"Reporting to Instructor Wilson, Amelia has returned!" Amelia calmly spoke again.
"Amelia? Who's that?" Aiden Jameson obviously didn't react at first.
After a while, Aiden Jameson remembered that the student who made him angry in the past few days was called Amelia. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh, it's you!"
Classmates looked at Amelia with unfamiliar and surprised eyes.
How is it possible? How could an ugly girl with a swollen face suddenly become so fresh and elegant after three days? This is not scientific!
The delicate and weak girl wore the same camouflage uniform, but it inexplicably looked several times better on her. Her waist-length black hair was tied in a ponytail behind her, and her fair skin was translucent like jade. Her black eyes looked calmly at everyone, and her delicate nose and rosy lips were so beautiful that it was breathtaking. Perhaps even the most unfeeling person would feel a sense of compassion upon seeing her.
A fragile and stunning appearance, but a cold and indifferent expression, this was the appearance Amelia should have.
Amelia then realized that her eyes were no longer swollen, the small scars on her face had disappeared, and her ghostly pale complexion had returned to a healthy rosy color. The three days of rest not only healed her injured foot, but also restored her appearance.
Such a appearance was destined to attract attention wherever she goes.
"Return to your position!" Aiden Jameson waved his hand impatiently.
Aiden Jameson doesn't have a soft spot for the delicate and vulnerable. What's the use of a pretty face if it can't stop bullets?
Amelia remained calm as ever and continued, "Reporting to the instructor, I need to take a leave of absence."
"Didn't you just take three days off?" Aiden Jameson was surprised. Did she really come to Forest Peak just for a vacation?
Faced with the direct oppression of a soldier, Amelia didn't flinch.
"I've never been very healthy, and I can't handle high-intensity training. So I want to take a break during these training sessions." Amelia said seriously.
She wasn't lying, her health had never been good.
Aiden Jameson was speechless and couldn't even bring himself to laugh. High-intensity training? If running a few laps was considered high-intensity training, then what was the point of Amelia coming to military training?
Looking at the sympathetic looks on the faces of those kids, didn't he used to despise her? He wished he could just get rid of this hindrance. Damn, it's really a world where looks matter.
"The purpose of military training is to train your mind and body. So tell me, if you don't train, what can you do? What are you here for?" Aiden Jameson roared.
No one in the sixth grade dared to speak up. Obviously, an instructor who wasn't laughing was even more terrifying.
After thinking for a moment, Amelia said seriously, "Can I sing military songs?"
"..." Aiden Jameson felt like he couldn't breathe. And to top it off, Amelia acted as if it was only natural to say that. He was so angry, wondering where this weirdo came from!
Aiden Jameson was about to blow up when he suddenly remembered the hint he received from above a few days ago. Thinking that Amelia must have some connections up there, he felt even more displeased with this weak relationship holder. He even had the impulse to kick Amelia out of Forest Peak.
"Okay!" Aiden Jameson said with an ugly expression. "Then we'll train. You can sing military songs under that poplar tree."
"Yes, Instructor!"
Amelia didn't understand why Aiden Jameson was so angry. She didn't think she did anything wrong. Her common sense was all taught by Tyler after she turned thirteen. In Tyler's teachings, she believed that she should be confident when doing what she believed was right.
What was wrong with taking a break because of her poor health?