?Chapter 1304:
If Ellis had known that his words would make Freya mistake him for someone else entirely when they met againter, he might have wished he could take them back. But there are no second chances like that.
After hearing him, Freya felt relieved, though a small part of her was disappointed.
She actually wanted him to be the one to train her. She wanted to see just how far apart they were and figure out when she might actually stand a chance against him.
By the time the story reached this part, Freya, now back in the present, took a breath and hesitated.
Her eyes went to Ellis, who was in the middle of recounting the story to Jesse. She stared, blinking in shock. “Wait, are you telling me the person who caught me in the forest and dragged me to the shop—that was you?”
Ellis raised his eyebrows with a trace of amusement. “Who else did you think it was?”
Freya found herself at a loss for words. Could she admit she truly hadn’t known?
Catching the confusion on her face, Ellis spoke casually. “You really didn’t recognize me?”
“It’s not just me—all my teammates wouldn’t have guessed, either,” Freya blurted out, searching for an excuse. “You had so much camouge paint on, and you fought like a wild animal. I couldn’t even look straight at you.”
During that fight, and even afterward when he led her to the shop, she had never managed to get a good look at his face.
Later, when Michael announced the results and exined the rules, all of them had beenpletely focused. None of them had bothered to nce at the man off to the side.
“And anyway,” Freya went on, “you even said yourself—you wouldn’t be the one handling our training.”<fnd270> Latest content published on Find★Novel</fnd270>
When Ellis finally appeared to run their drills, she remembered thinking his voice seemed oddly familiar. At the time, though, she had been too worn out to dwell on it, chalking it up to having heard him somewhere before.
“So now this is all my fault?” Ellis asked, raising his voice just a bit.
Feel the thrill at gα?ησν????s﹒??o??
Freya shot him a confident look and answered, “Of course it’s your fault.”
Only then did it click—he kept mentioning that watch because she had missed a chunk of the story right from the start.
“If that was our first meeting, does that mean training was our second?” Freya still remembered what he had said during his proposal.
Their paths had crossed plenty during those drills, and after that, everything happened inside the training grounds. Falling in love with her while yelling at her during boot camp? That sounded impossible.
“The first was when I tested your skills out in the forest,” Ellis corrected her gently. “The second was when I took you to the shop.”
Freya paused. “You count those as two different meetings?” she asked, clearly puzzled. There couldn’t have been more than ten minutes between them.
With just a slight nod, Ellis signaled his answer.
“So… if we left the shop, would that be the third time?” Freya hesitated, uncertain.
.
.
.