In half an hour, Lin Fu was to board the warship. She gathered her scattered thoughts, calming herself and waiting patiently.
Suddenly, from the left, bursts of astonishment and commotion arose.
Many people were curious to look over.
Lin Fu glanced over carelessly, her gaze slightly focused.
Princess Therese?
What grandeur!
Lin Fu turned her head back, looking straight ahead without sidelong glances. The team lead of teachers and instructors had arrived as well, including some second-year seniors, with Lance being the most conspicuous.
It turned out that all three military academies had made similar arrangements for second-year outstanding students to assist the instructors and help train the freshmen.
"Lin Fu!"
A cold, hard voice rang out from behind; everybody turned to look.
Lin Fu turned around only to feel that the line of people who had suddenly appeared, dressed in royal court attire, bore ill intentions. Confusion swelled within her, "Who are you?"
