Chapter 237 Intense Training


    Flora''s POV:


    "Every physical test, you''re always ranked at the bottom," Harry mocked, sticking his tongue out at


    me.


    I was so angry that I gnashed my teeth. "Don''t expect me to bring you breakfast ever again."


    ir often gave Harry tasks after the morning exercises, so Sylvia and I took turns bringing him


    breakfast from time to time. But ever since Sylvia and Rufus got together, I was the one who had


    bringing Harry breakfast these days.


    "Okay, okay! I''m sorry! Please forgive me. I was wrong." Harry instantly started begging. With a


    shrug, he sat down obediently.


    Still angry, I simply snorted and ignored him.


    "Oh, don''t be so mad. Even you know that what I said is true." Harry stole a nce at me.


    "How dare you bring it up again?!" I roared.


    "Alright, alright. Stop arguing, you two." Sylvia yanked Harry away from me.


    The corner of my mouth twitched and my anger was reced with grievance. "Even though I got


    into ss A because someone else was expelled, I''m still strong, okay? After all, I was ranked at


    the top of ss B."


    "I know, Flora. Harry was just talking nonsense. Don''t take him seriously," Sylvia said gently, putting


    her hand on my shoulder.


    Harry snorted with contempt. "I heard that in thest part of the cement examination, the other


    members of her group were eliminated because they targeted one another and no one actually paid


    any attention to her. She only got first ce in ss B by standing aside and doing nothing."


    "Oh, how lucky!" Sylvia couldn''t help but exim softly.


    "That''s right. It was pure luck. Why don''t you take the examination for me next time?" Harry


    whispered to me with an envious look on his face.


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    I pped Harry''s hand away and raised my chin proudly. "So what if it was luck? Luck is also a kind


    of strength."


    "You can''t join the elite team with just luck. Take it from me, Flora. I think you need to practice


    more." Harry butted his head between Sylvia and me again.


    Finally, I moved aside to make room for him. "But what if we do make it?"


    "Luck can only get you so far, Flora," Harry spat ruthlessly.


    "And ever since you were epted into the school, you''ve beenpletelyx. You haven''t made


    any progress, and you always eat!" Sylvia scolded me too. She looked at me with a trace of


    disappointment in her eyes. "Everyone else had made at least some progress."


    My shoulders slumped dejectedly. "I should''ve worked harder. If only I had known earlier. Sylvia,


    you''ll definitely make it into the elite team.


    And when you do, you''ll have to stay in the army for a year. If Harry goes with you, I''ll be all alone.


    I''m so weak. No one will want to hang out with me."


    The more I spoke, the sadder I became. I buried my face in my palms and whispered, "Maybe


    they''ll evenugh at me. No one will stand up for me if someone tries to bully me."


    "Why don''t you ask your boyfriend to help you? He can give you intense training during this critical


    period of time," Harry suggested.


    "What?" I raised my head and wiped away my non-existent tears.


    "Your boyfriend is so strong. It''d be stupid of you not to use his strength to your advantage. Plus, he


    might also take part in the selection test." Harry eyed me as though he was looking at an idiot.


    I coughed awkwardly. Warren and I weren''t really a couple. How could he be willing to teach me?


    Especially when his image as an aloof prince charming had beenpletely ruined thanks to me.


    And now that the news that we had sex in the equipment room had spread to the other packs, I


    figured Warren must''ve hated me even more.


    "I think that''s a good idea, Harry," Sylvia said seriously, scratching her chin.


    "No, I don''t want to inconvenience him," I murmured feebly.


    "He''s your boyfriend. How''s that an inconvenience?" Harry tilted his head to the side in confusion.


    "Ah! It doesn''t matter. He''s very busy after all." After giving a flimsy excuse, I quickly changed the


    subject. "Anyway, Harry, you''re strong, too. Why don''t you train me?"


    "I can train you." Harry scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "But I must warn you


    that I''m very strict."


    I rolled my eyes. Just as I was about to agree, Warren stepped in front of us.


    I looked up in surprise. "What''s the matter?"


    "I''ll train you," Warren said in a low voice.