“Wait here!” he said to ir and Joslyn.


    He asked another military training instructor to rece him in training the freshmen, resolving to focus


    on supervising the two girls to finish their run.


    “Stand with arms akimbo. Exercise your ankles alternately. Half squat.


    Exercise your knees with your hands on them.” When the warm-up was done, ir felt like she was


    about to have heatstroke. There was no way she would be able to finish the five kilometer mark.


    Ang’s Library


    That afternoon, all the students of Alorith Language and Culture


    University saw Wesley train ir and Joslyn. It was so hot that ir copsed onto the ground after a


    while. But Wesley wasn’t going to give her a break. He pulled her to her feet and ordered her to keep


    running.


    To everyone’s surprise, ir didn’t stand up at all. She fell into


    Wesley’s arms.


    “Wesley, I can’t do it. Please, let me go,” she pleaded in a whisper.


    Her voice was so soft that Wesley’s brain went into fantasy mode.


    When he came back to his senses, he pushed her out of his arms and made her stand up.


    However, as if she were made of jello, she fell back into his arms. In the end, ir fainted.


    Soon, the news that a junior had sunstroke and passed out during


    Wesley’s training spread throughout the university.


    It was supposed to be a horrible piece of news, but when the girls saw


    Wesley running towards the infirmary with ir in his arms, every one of them envied the unconscious


    girl. They announced that if they could be held by Wesley like that, they wouldn’t mind going through


    his harsh training either.


    In the infirmary, ir woke up to find Wesley sitting by the bed and staring at her.


    Seeing her awake, Wesley opened his mouth to say something, but he ended up reprimanding her with


    a long face, “You’re too weak. You couldn’t even run two kilometers.”


    ir replied, “I’m not a soldier


    Wesley wasn’t happy with that.


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    “I’m your military instructor. Don’t talk back to me.”


    ir was quiet. Since she was feeling better, she tried getting out of bed. She could actually get up on


    her own, but she stretched her arms towards Wesley.


    Wesley understood that she was asking him to lend her a hand.


    “Get yourself out of bed. The heatstroke was not that serious.”


    ir said in disbelief, “I got heatstroke because you were too harsh on me during the training. You


    didn’t apologize to me. And now you won’t even take care of me? You’re so insensitive.”