Chapter 043. The 247th batch's first outfield test

“You don’t like Sir Caelum.”

She just realised how tall Bob actually was compared to her. His weak presence and half hidden face made him feel smaller than he really was.

Her face briefly frowned at how he said more like a statement but soon composed herself. It was probably just a coincidence.

“Was it obvious?” She scoffed.

Bob was quiet for a second before asking. “Are you not interested in joining Winter Moon?” He then added as if he was afraid she’ll misunderstand him. “I’m just curious. Nothing else.”

“My childhood friend is adamant on going to Winter Moon, so I’ll have to make sure he doesn't die. And loud people just annoy me personally. Nothing against people who sacrifice their lives for a greater cause.”

“How about you, Bob, are you interested in joining Winter Moon?” She decided to strike up a proper conversation with him.

This guy speaks in a blunt way, but somehow it just goes along with his standoffish vibe that she wasn’t really mad.