"Hmm!" The little girl named Hathaway squirmed and wanted to get up little by little, but her hands were still holding the giant sword and not loosening, it seemed that this was the most important thing for her today, so she couldn't stand up with just her elbows.
Again and again, Hathaway still didn't get up, her knight teacher just watched from the side, without saying a word, as if telling her that others could not rely on her, only herself was the only support for the knight's path, gradually, Hathaway's indifferent but good-looking silver-gray eyes seemed to be stained with a faint layer of mist, but she bit her red lips tightly, frowning her delicate brows deeply, and did not make the slightest sound of pain or sadness.
Such a scene made Old Green a little unbearable, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sharp ......"
As soon as he called out a name, Douglas, who had been quietly watching, suddenly spoke gently and kindly: "Some things, put them down temporarily, in order to better pick them up, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Hathaway looked up, her misty silver-gray eyes looking at Douglas without blinking, as if trying to think about what he meant.
Fernando sneered: "Holding that giant sword, of course I can't stand up, I've never seen such a stupid child as you!"
"This, yes, mission!" Hathaway popped up word by word, not knowing whether she was gritting her teeth or not knowing how to arrange the word order reasonably, so she could only break it down according to her thinking habits.
Fernando said angrily: "You throw the giant sword on the ground first, stand up and then pick it up, otherwise with your limb coordination, you will never want to stand up again!"
He saw where Hathaway's real problem was, but he said it mercilessly, and at the same time, he silently added in his heart, as well as your language expression ability!
Hathaway's face darkened, and she straightened her face again, except for indifference and stubbornness, there was no expression at all, and, she did not listen to the suggestion implied in Fernando's ridicule, but still continued her efforts, holding up again and again, falling again and again, finally, after experiencing an unknown number of failures, she knelt down and sat up, then raised her giant sword, used it as a support, and slowly stood up.
Seeing this scene, Old Green's face showed a faint hint of excitement: "In addition to the color of her eyes, she also has the perseverance flowing in his blood!"
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have taken on this task, even if it was arranged by that big man himself." The knight teacher named Sharp smiled, a little relieved and a little emotional, his beautiful blue eyes were like a windless sea, as quiet as a sapphire.
Hathaway's white little face was stained with a few stains, and her neat bangs became messy, she picked up the giant sword and glanced sideways at Fernando, without saying anything or snorting, but it was that indifferent look that made Fernando's face darken, and she muttered: "This kind of small thing relies on continuous trying, and there is still a chance of success, and if you change it to something else, such a stupid approach will only make you die a few times before, and there is no possibility of doing it again."
Hathaway's expression remained unchanged, her eyes turned to Douglas, her legs slightly bent: "Thank you."
Her voice was soft and a little cold.
"Perseverance and never admitting defeat are good qualities." Douglas first praised, and then continued, "But you must also know how to recognize your own mistakes, persistence, does not mean that you have to persist in mistakes, but you should think and deal with problems strictly according to objective facts."
Hathaway nodded understandingly, held the giant sword, and stumbled to the side of the knight teacher Sharp.
Sharp smiled and said to Old Green: "You actually have a guest here who speaks so philosophically, I have only heard similar words from cardinal-level theologians, but he means the opposite, insistence is to adhere to the truth, and the truth is the Lord's doctrine."
In the past, because many intelligent creatures had a long life, they had time to think about some metaphysical issues, so with the term philosophy, many ordinary scholars also joined the ranks, and did not give up thinking because of the shortness of life and the weakness of strength, so they were also called philosophers or thinkers.
"In fact, as long as they are alive, everyone will think, except for lower creatures, of course." Fernando interjected again.
Sharp glanced sideways at him, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, the atmosphere in the lobby of the small hotel suddenly froze, the sound of the sea water crashing was faintly revealed, and Hathaway's face suddenly softened, showing a little expectation.
"Cough." Old Green coughed, interrupting the silence, "Sharp, don't worry about children, he has always been like this, not against you."
Although Fernando could not show his aura as a high-level magician, he still glared back at Sharp unceremoniously, without flinching at all.
"Hahaha, hahaha." Sharp suddenly burst into laughter, "It's interesting, it's very similar to when I was young, I look down on others, I like to make sarcastic remarks about others, and my personality is stinky and hard."
Fernando snorted, turned his head to ignore him, and didn't feel like he was anything like Sharp.
Sharp sat down on a high chair in front of the wooden bar, and Old Green poured him a glass of dark yellow spirits very tacitly.
"Huh! Only you keep this recipe! It's been a long time since I've tasted such strong wine!" Sharp took a hard sip, then smiled, "Since I was beaten to death by him several times, my mouth no longer stinks."
He seemed to have really taught Fernando a lesson just now.
Fernand snorted coldly again, but he didn't owe anymore, because he always knew very well in his heart that in Rentat, if he was not absolutely sure, he should not expose his magical strength, and then he would die not only for himself, but also for his companions!
After Sharp took a drink, he turned to the little girl Hathaway and said, "Find a place to sit, wait for a honey-grilled fish, well, the greatsword can be put down."
Hathaway nodded with a smile, placed the greatsword horizontally on the table, then pulled away the chair and sat down like a deer, and took out a book with a dark blue cover from the storage bag.
When she opened the book, she looked at it carefully, the indifference on her face gradually faded, her expression softened a lot, and occasionally the corners of her mouth curled slightly or frowned slightly.
This made her whole person suddenly become vivid and vivid, no longer as unique as just now, but like the quieter kind of child in this age group.
"Antifleur's Observations?" Fernando had good eyes, and couldn't help but read out the title of the book Hathaway was reading again, "Reading this kind of book at such a young age will become more and more stupid."
Hathaway glanced up at him, then said nothing, and buried her head again.
Seeing this, Douglas burst out laughing, as if he didn't quite understand Fernando's behavior.
Roland smiled, sat down next to Douglas, and lowered his voice: "Do you think this doesn't look like Fernando? In fact, he has always been like this, his mouth stinks, he loves to sarcastic others, he is very serious and irritable when discussing serious issues, but he is usually less serious, likes to tease children, and likes to make more obscene jokes with others.
He completely ignored Fernando's glare.
"This shows that he has a young mentality." Douglas laughed and said, "But for children, we still have to encourage them."
Roland continued to lower his voice: "Fernando once had a sister who died 'accidentally' before he was twelve years old, so he prefers children, but he is unwilling to admit it, preferring to tease ......"
Snap, Fernando slapped the table and interrupted Roland's "betrayal".
"Hehe." Sharp, who kept drinking, seemed to have very good hearing, and laughed twice at the right time, saying that he heard it all.
Hathaway's movement to turn the page slowed down a lot, as if she had heard Roland's words, so her tense face relaxed a lot.
Roland smiled proudly, what he wanted was this effect, so that the two sides would not fight and expose the identity of the magician.
Fernando looked at Roland with an unblinking eye, as if thinking about how to clean up his problems at night.
After reading "Antifleur's Observations" for a while, Hathaway put it away and took out a thick book with a black cover, several stacks of scratch paper, a quill and a bottle of beautifully shaped ink.
Opening the book, Hathaway was writing and drawing intently, her whole body exuded a "brilliance" that made people unable to take their eyes off, that was the brilliance of self-confidence, which she lacked the most before!
"Basic Mathematics ......" Fernando glanced at the above content.
He was not surprised that mathematics was the only magic-related knowledge that the church was allowed to learn openly, because some nobles had to deal with various logistical problems without being blinded by the steward on the accounts.
Douglas could also see through the darkness and smiled: "There is actually an easier way."
He was happy to see the hunt, and he couldn't control himself for a while.
"Really?" Hathaway was not very polite and asked directly, seemingly not convinced.
Since the words had been spoken, Douglas did not refuse, walked to her and sat down, picked up the quill, and gave her another method, with a peculiar idea, simple and fast.
Hathaway looked at the scratch paper in front of her in a daze, and within ten seconds, her indifferent silver-gray eyes showed a somewhat vivid expression, and she nodded affirmatively: "Really."
As she spoke, she repeated this method, then stopped to think for a while, then quickly turned the book to one of the pages and pushed it in front of Douglas, with an indifferent expression, but a pair of eyes faintly expectant:
"What about this?"
Douglas looked at it, and before he could speak, Fernando, who rubbed over at some point, sneered: "I can't do such a simple question......"
He crackled and explained the solution.
Hathaway frowned her delicate eyebrows at first, but after doing it again, her brows gradually relaxed, and then, she quickly turned the book to another page, didn't say a word, and just looked at Douglas and Fernando like that.
(End of this chapter)