Sylvia's POV:

In the end, Jerome still punished Flora. It just so happened that this morning's training program was to throw grenades. Of course, we didn't really throw actual grenades-we just threw balls. And Flora was made to pick up all the balls we threw.

Our training ground was located in a vast wilderness. A long line of sandbags piled on top of each other formed a defensive wall, while on the other side of the line was a pit of "grenades" or balls, in this case. Now, what we were tasked to do was throw the balls into the pit.

After Jerome finished briefing us, he left us alone to train freely. He was to check up on us later after we had grown familiar with the process.

As for Flora, she not only needed to practice throwing balls, but she also needed to pick them up when we ran out.

I wanted to help her pick up the balls, but Jerome didn't allow anyone to assist her.

"He's stricter than Blair," Harry couldn't help but complain.

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All of us were wound up to a certain degree. After all, we needed to be alert at all times; we couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

Jerome went over to check up on

announced that the weakest thrower was to treat everyone

who was exhausted from running around picking up balls, perked up when she heard this and volunteered to throw first. After throwing ten balls,

covered his mouth with his hand and tried

her face

lowered my strength from a hundred percent to

speak, so he simply waved his hand to signal the next

only three balls out of ten. When the last ball was thrown, Jerome sneered coldly. "Do you think you deserve

left in an angry huff, leaving the five of us looking at

hard. Jerome had said that our team would go on an official mission after a week of training, so the first week was very

still brought us lunch

lunch, Jerome told me to go to Leonard for an exclusive training. It seemed that

was so jealous that he kept pestering me with questions, begging me to

about how difficult Leonard was to get along with,

took a deep breath, and tried to

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