Lover Forced The Ruler

Chapters 80. Andra

Celine became clumsy herself. Steve's smile, albeit a little, made the man display another side that Celine had never seen before.

"Well, mm. Steve. Thank you very much." Celine's face was red.

Although it also looked awkward, Steve said as well, "Then I go first. Celine."

Damn it! Why is my heart beating like this? Celine cursed inwardly as she stared at Steve's departure. The man even gave her a thick brown envelope which Celine was sure was money.

"Miss can use it for the purposes while in the hospital," said the man earlier when the doctor had brought Celine's mother to the examination room.

Celine's head suddenly dizzy. So many things were shocking outside of his expectations. 

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Meanwhile, on an island…. 

This is the fourth day Lisle got training. He didn't think Kennard would eat it too when he was so exhausted that he almost died last night. He has been able to run up to ten rounds around the track despite having to work hard. Some young man whom he did not know his name was one two people gave him a silent spirit.

On the third day yesterday, arrived on the island of five girls who were greeted by the fanfare of the men who had not seen beautiful girls for a long time. But they're a little disappointed. The girls are not easy. They were sent from different training places. In the training level, they were already at level seven. Levels that are not easily reached.

On the night of the girls' arrival, a welcoming party was held for the bride and groom. Everyone gathered in the front yard of the dormitory. The table is placed. Some people served as cooks and roasted a lot of meat, fish, shrimp and squid.

Lisle is introduced to the five girls and begins to become close to a man named Andra. It turns out he was the leader of the group. It is said that the girl was once tasked with investigating a traitor in a company that was abroad. The girl infiltrated as a secretary.

Andra is so beautiful. He was even taller than Lisle. Her body is slim and looks fit wearing anything. Her hair is straight past her shoulders. She looked more like a model than a woman with high martial skills.

"When have you been practicing?" asked Lisle amazed when she heard the story about Andra. 

"I've been training since I was a child, since I was eight years old, ma'am." Andra told in a respectful manner, making Lisle awkward.

They sat in a garden chair holding soda cans. In the middle of the page some people form a circle playing a game. Kennard is seen sitting on a chair, separated from the other men. His eyes kept watching his wife who had been talking to the girl he had just met. Sometimes he sipped a drink in his hand.

"You can call me Lisle" Lisle said as she whispered. "Actually I don't like being called madam. Sounds old."

Andra laughed politely. "Where do I dare, madam."

"Well, madam." Andra felt her tongue would sprain if she had to call this girl in front of her with a capricious call. He could have said it wrong at any time. Mr. Kent would definitely find it disrespectful. 

"Are you going to train me?" Lisle was a little curious about the purpose of the girls' arrival.  

Andra shakes. "No. At least to this day there are no such instructions. We are here for some secret tasks.”

"Oh." Lisle did not want to know what the secret task meant. "But how about as long as you're here you train me?"

"Is there no master? I heard that master himself trained you." Andra felt astonished by this young mistress in front of her. Mr. Kent is the supreme leader in training. Being under the direct training of the leader would not the result be better? 

"My husband is cruel. He's not training me. He's torturing me." Lisle said with annoyance. Right now all his bones are like they've been dilolosi from his place. She wanted to go to sleep just now but then stopped when she saw the evil glint in her husband's eyes. Oh, he didn't think that behind that charming face and perfect body was a demonic soul residing.

"I just asked him to teach me some simple martial techniques and practice using weapons. But he instead told me to run around a few rounds, climb, lift weights, push ups and others. I think I'll give up if I don't remember asking for this exercise myself." Lisle complained all out. Things he couldn't do these few days. 

Andra could not say anything. There was no way he could have taken part in cursing the boss who had treated his little wife too hard. His boss is not to blame. Training should be like that. Even he had experienced something more cruel.

"High martial techniques alone would be of no use without being accompanied by basic strength. Especially a simple technique. You can't do a punch if it's not accompanied by force, can you?" Andra tried to give understanding to the girl who was pouting next to her. 

"Training to use a weapon has the goal of hitting the target appropriately. For that besides recognizing the parts of the weapon and its use, you should be able to catch your breath and have the power to control the shot. You also have to learn to take into account the direction of the wind and so on. It looks easy but not as simple as it looks." Andra continued to explain. 

There was a moment of silence between them. Lisle wanted to argue about something but found nothing to say. Of course what Andra said was right. Lisle believed that a person who had practiced for many years must know very well what he said.

Eventually Lisle could only catch her breath giving up. "Are you also like me when you first started training?"

"of course. Everyone is like that too. No one immediately becomes strong and powerful. You can too." Andra gives encouragement. "Although you have the greatest coach."

Lisle turned to Andra who was sitting next to her. The girl was looking straight ahead. As Lisle followed her gaze, the gaze turned out to fall on the sturdy figure across the courtyard. Kennard was sitting apart from the crowd.

For a few seconds that felt like a long time, Lisle saw a glint of admiration and fascination scrambling together in Andra's eyes.

The feeling was like a slowly moving ember enveloping the heart. Sneakily. Suddenly the jealous flames lit up making Lisle flinch.

Kennard's back there. The man was now looking towards them. But who Kennard was looking at. Was he? Or Andra?