Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 387 Training

Sylvia’s POV:

In the end, Jerome still punished Flora. It just so happened that this morning’s training program was to throw grenades. Of course, we didn’t really throw actual grenades—we just threw balls. And Flora was made to pick up all the balls we threw.

Our training ground was located in a vast wilderness. A long line of sandbags piled on top of each other formed a defensive wall, while on the other side of the line was a pit of “grenades”—or balls, in this case. Now, what we were tasked to do was throw the balls into the pit.

After Jerome finished briefing us, he left us alone to train freely. He was to check up on us later after we had grown familiar with the process.

As for Flora, she not only needed to practice throwing balls, but she also needed to pick them up when we ran out. I wanted to help her pick up the balls, but Jerome didn’t allow anyone to assist her.

Harry couldn’t help

army,” I

up to a certain degree. After all, we needed to be alert at all times; we couldn’t afford to

on

around picking up balls, perked

could you be so weak?!” Harry covered his mouth with his hand and tried to stifle a giggle. Flora was so sad that she buried her face in her hands and retreated

angry to speak, so he simply waved his hand to signal the next person to start throwing.

last ball was thrown, Jerome sneered coldly. “Do you think you deserve lunch? Stay here and get your act

he left in an angry huff, leaving the five of us looking at each other

go on an official mission after a week of training, so the first week was very crucial. Although Jerome had said those harsh

training. It seemed that he had been informed beforehand. Harry was

of him, pretending to be happy, but in truth, my heart was full of bitterness. Thinking about how difficult Leonard was to get along