As if she had just finished training, the girl's breathing was slightly rapid, her short ear-length hair on her head was wet with sweat, her bangs were stuck into clusters, and the surface of her lenses was covered with water mist.

Compared with the hurried sailors on the road around her, she stood motionless in the middle of the road, her eyes looking straight at Nolan's waist, which was a bit strange.

Faintly, Nuo Lan even felt that the other person's blank look had a hint of "idiot".

"Can you show me your knife?"

Panting, a crisp voice came by itself.

Stunned for a moment, his eyes subconsciously glanced at his waist.

There, "Xiangquan" was tightly wrapped in the scabbard, without revealing any edge.

"no."

Nolan replied simply and neatly.

It wasn't that he was stingy, it was just that the request from the girl in front of him came too suddenly.

He thought that he had taken a solid step on the road to being a swordsman, so naturally he could not show his cherished sword to a stranger so casually.

Nuolan's rejection was obviously beyond the girl's expectation. She blinked blankly, and then a blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks.

Obviously, the other party, who gradually came to his senses, also realized that his request was somewhat rude.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any offense."

The short-haired girl quickly explained, looking a little flustered as she spoke.

"I just think your knife is very special, and I just wanted to ask..."

"Specially?" Nuolan raised her eyebrows slightly, becoming somewhat interested, "Across the scabbard?"

"right!"

"When I was very young, I was very sensitive to those powerful swords."

The short-haired girl nodded vigorously and waved her slender arms, trying to express her meaning as clearly as possible.

"I don't know why, but at first glance, it gives people a feeling of... a... refreshing feeling like a stream."

"Oh, that's it." Nuolan responded casually, thoughtfully.

"So...can you please let me take a look at it? Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of it!"

The girl's face was full of pleading, her eyes were blinking and she looked pitiful.

Nuolan felt obviously relieved.

He sighed slightly, no longer persisted, took off the "Xiangquan" and handed it over.

It's not because he covets the beauty of the other party, it's just that the request of the girl in front of him is too sincere.

If you ignore the actual content of the other party's request and simply refer to its sincerity, it is not impossible to mistakenly believe that the other party is making a major decision that can affect your life.

Moreover, the place where the two of them were now was the Navy Headquarters, so Nolan was not worried that she had any bad thoughts about her sword.

On the other hand, the main reason that really made him change his mind.

Or because, through the conversation and observation just now, Nuolan has most likely determined the true identity of the girl in front of her.

Navy, short black hair, red-rimmed glasses, and an unusual love for famous swords.

Even though the current appearance is somewhat different from that in the anime, it is still pretty easy to guess based on the many key features mentioned above.

The girl carefully took Xiangquan, holding the scabbard with her left hand, holding the handle of the knife with her right hand, and pulled it gently.

bite--

vibrating,

A subtle but extremely aggressive sword cry followed, and a sharp cold light suddenly flashed in the air, causing the girl to narrow her eyes.

Nuolan was very surprised. The other party who finally got the Xiangquan in his hand after begging hard did not act very actively.

Even the tip of the knife was not unsheathed. He just pulled out half of the blade and then carefully put it back.

"This kid doesn't seem to like me very much..."

The girl murmured and handed Xiangquan back to Nuolan, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"But thank you anyway."

Squeezing out a smile, she thanked Nolan.

"It doesn't matter."

Nuolan shook his head, tied the Xiangquan that had regained its composure back to his waist, and gently stroked the scabbard with his left hand, soothing the blade that was obviously resistant to outsiders.

"Although I haven't seen it in the illustrated book, this is a good child. I hope you can treat it well."

The girl who felt Xiangquan's obvious hostility showed no trace of disgust on her face. She just looked at Nuolan and said seriously.

After saying that, the other party, who was about to say goodbye, suddenly stopped and turned around.

"I almost forgot, my name is Dasqi, private first class."

"Nolan."

…

Looking at the slender figure receding on the road ahead, Nuolan sat in the corner with a complicated look in her eyes.

It's not that he has any strange thoughts about the other party.

only……

When I introduced myself, my rank as a third-class private was really hard to point out.

"The headquarters training camp shouldn't place too much emphasis on military rank."

He thought that it would be best to avoid this topic after he actually joined the training camp in two days and had contact with his colleagues.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to be the only third-class soldier surrounded by corps commanders and sergeants.

"Nuo Lan, the formalities are completed, let's go."

Behind him, Roy walked out of the door carrying daily necessities distributed by the headquarters.

Nuo Lan quickly stepped forward to take it, and the two of them walked towards the dormitory.

The dormitory building of the Navy Headquarters Elite Training Camp is not large.

There is only a five-story building, which can accommodate six or seven hundred people at most.

But in fact, when Nuolan walked into the dormitory building, she could feel that it was obviously very deserted inside.

"Are there very few students in the headquarters training camp? Why is there no one in this dormitory building?"

he asked with some confusion.

"At this time, it happens to be training time. There must be no one in the dormitory, so I asked for leave to come out to pick you up."

Hearing this, Roy smiled and replied.

"Besides, with such a high elimination rate in the training camp, every month there are people who can't stand it anymore, pack their bags and choose to quit."

"Oh? Is it because the training method is too harsh?"

Nolan was somewhat interested in the "elimination rate" in Roy's answer and asked further.

"There may be some reasons, but the main reason is..."

Roy was identifying the room number in the corridor. Halfway through his words, he seemed to remember something.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Nolan beside him.

"What's wrong?" Nuolan felt a little surprised.

"It's over!" A panic expression suddenly appeared on Roy's face, and his right hand unconsciously grabbed his hair. "It would be better if you came back two days later!"

"Why do you say that?"

Lean your body against the wall and forcefully suppress your irritable emotions.

Roy clarified his thoughts, organized the words in his mind, looked at Nolan with a worried expression, and slowly said:

"The high elimination rate I just mentioned is not only due to the students themselves being unable to persist and choosing to quit, but also a large part of it is due to human factors."
Chapter completed!