After going to the bathroom to tidy up her mess, Wan Shan returned to the dressing room and changed out of her military uniform with a solemn look.

After stuffing the letter back into the envelope, Anna wiped her tears, carefully pretended to damage the envelope, and kissed it heavily.

——Wanshan Stasina.”

"He must be afraid of something, so he will find a way to overcome it. He must choose to escape. Escape is a behavior that a woman should not do. He is not a girl yet. You doubt him, Anna..."

When he opened the door, his young German language paused awkwardly. Under the admiring gazes of Joseph and Youwai, Novreznowsky, who was stumbling to recite basic German, froze and stared blankly behind his eyes.

That style of painting is not exactly the same as his or even the entire training camp's 'classmate', and he has completely forgotten how to pronounce the previous sentence.

On the 11th, does he want to learn German abroad? Your requirements are very tolerant. If you want to get proof of skills, you must complete basic conversations with you in daily German and master more than 700 commonly used German words.

…”

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

I learned some first-aid knowledge by myself when I was in elementary school. If rescue can be 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?"

First of all, does he want to know how many students I have taught? You asked him to guess at that time. If he guessed correctly, you can't tell him now. The students counted him as less than seven in total, but as few as he asked for

...Ahem, I...have you ever encountered this...

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Seeing Wan Shan, who looked serious and fake, Skov also became serious.

Of course, speaking of tolerance, language proficiency has not yet been confirmed in major languages ​​or ancient languages. After all, are there any books in ancient languages ​​outside Novis for Wanshan to read?

Novreznowsky:???

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and while he was moved, Anna also became a little suspicious. He did not observe the environment.

"Then you are going to pick up someone. If you wear such conspicuous clothes, you will die on the battlefield, right? Even if the Germans want to kill you, they will be killed by the jealous Soviets, right?"

Yes, except for a mustachioed prison inmate who hates foot-washing and a bad guy who plots his own ass every day in several old concentration camp windows, I didn’t feel anything about the treatment of the protagonists.

"Welche Ausbildung erhielten Sie von Anna? (What did Xia Jie teach him?)"

While she was thinking about it, Anna accidentally saw his missing figure in the first-floor corridor leading to the inside of the wall.

"Wan Shanxing? Where did he get those clothes?"

"In certain things, he couldn't have done less or worse. He didn't have that ability, but he always cared too much about other people's eyes, which restricted him."

After scratching the front of her head, Anna stuck out her tongue playfully, which made Wan Shanxing's face lose some of the visible smile.

"Get over it..."

After a slow pace, Shartev stopped and turned his head. His fierce expression became less surprised when he saw the skill certificate in Anna's hand and the unusual attire underneath.
Chapter completed!