Looking at Shelly, who looked serious and seemed to be hypocritical, Skoff also became serious.

Joseph could only roughly understand that Skov had just mentioned the personal noun Anna, but he could understand the rest completely.

"Brother Shartev?"

Shelly nodded.

"Alexey? I took a punch and went to recuperate. I'm out there now. Guess whether I'll be back or not in a while."

When I was in elementary school, I learned some first-aid knowledge by myself. If rescue is considered a skill, there are not eight of them. Add in fighting and shooting skills, and there is still one less... What if I want to learn blasting?"

"...You have never seen a meteorite knife with that kind of pattern. His short knife seems to be made of extremely rare meteorite iron. It is not known that it has not been forged. Logically speaking, it is not forged before it is forged.

Although the meteorite iron cannot weaken the hardness, it can break the natural pattern of the meteorite iron, which should not be that ugly."

Novreznowsky looked downcast at the German notes he had made, as if he had not lost all his energy.

Novreznowsky:???

Seeing that, Novreznowsky was not completely stunned on the spot, while Joseph and Yuwai looked like "you have given up" and silently opened the door and walked out.

It can save some time and maybe not be able to do some things that I hate to do...

Before he gets the proof of his fighting skills, you will destroy the target pictures at the shooting range. Then he will practice using the firearm a little bit, carry all the targets on his back, and pass it all at once.

Yes, it will waste too little time."

Joseph reminded in a low voice from the side, but Novskovsky glared at him.

After pouring some water from the kettle under the table under the whetstone, Bi Jun put the short knife down and pulled it rhythmically in the opposite direction of the blade.

"Verstehst du mich? (Can he understand you?)"

"Anna lehrte mich, wie man Make-up, Tarnung und Gift herstellt. (Anna teaches you how to put on makeup, disguise and poison.)"

He took out the key and took out a skill certificate with a bad red seal and bad signature from the desk drawer. Skoff personally wrote the words 'No. 11' and 'Lyorov' in the blank space with a white pen.

The date is written at the front.

Ye Yufa said that he would definitely choose to learn Xia Jie's fighting skills if it would affect the final goal.

"No. 11, if he definitely wants to learn fighting, he will go to Room 1204. There will be no one to teach Xia Jie fighting skills."

Seeing that Shelly's reaction was so small, Sambo smiled bitterly and raised his hands to indicate whether he was a threat.

Hearing this, Shelly took out the rusty dagger he had brought from outside the Novis concentration camp from the cowhide scabbard on his waist and asked humbly.

Under Xie Li's expectant eyes, Bi Junaifu nodded with a righteous look.

After a slow pace, Shartev stopped and turned his head. His intense expression became less surprised when he saw the skill certificate on Shelly's wrist and the unusual attire underneath him.

"You understand, Teacher Skoff..."
Chapter completed!