Throne of Magical Arcana

"En!" The little girl named Hathaway squirmed, trying to get up little by little, but her hands were still holding the giant sword. It seemed that this was the most important thing for her today, so she only relied on her elbows. She couldn't stand up at all, and finally got a little higher, then fell down again.

Time and time again, Hathaway still didn't get up. Her knight teacher just watched from the side without saying a word, as if telling her that no one else could rely on her, and only herself was the only support for the road of knighthood. Yes, Hathaway's indifferent but beautiful silver-gray eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, but she bit her red lips tightly, furrowed her delicate brows deeply, and did not make any sound of pain or sadness.

Such a scene made Old Green feel a little unbearable, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sharp..."

He just called out a name, and Douglas, who had been watching quietly all this time, suddenly spoke softly and kindly: "Some things, put them down temporarily, in order to pick them up better, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Hathaway looked up, looking at Douglas with misty silver-gray eyes without blinking, as if trying to think about what he meant by this sentence.

Fernando sneered: "Holding that giant sword to death, of course I can't stand up. I've never seen such a stupid kid like you!"

"This, yes, task!" Hathaway popped out word by word. I don't know if she was gnashing her teeth, or she didn't know 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, then pick it up after standing up, otherwise with your limb coordination ability, you will never even think about standing up again!"

He saw where Hathaway's real problem was, but he said it mercilessly. At the same time, he silently added in his heart, and your language skills!

Hathaway's face darkened, and she straightened her face again. Except for indifference and stubbornness, she didn't show any expression. Moreover, she didn't listen to the suggestion implied in Fernando's sarcasm, but continued her own efforts, holding up again and again. , fell down again and again, and finally, after experiencing countless failures, she sat up on her knees, then erected the giant sword, using it as a support, and slowly stood up.

Seeing this scene, Old Green's face faintly showed a trace of excitement: "In addition to the color of her eyes, she also has the perseverance flowing in his blood!"

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't take this task, even if it was personally arranged by that big man." The knight teacher named Sharp smiled, a little relieved and a little emotional, his beautiful blue eyes seemed like a sea without wind, Quiet as a sapphire.

Hathaway's fair 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. The indifferent eyes made Fernando's face turn black, and he muttered: "This kind of trivial matter depends on continuous attempts, and there is still a chance of success. If you change it to other things, such a stupid approach will only make you die a few times before. There is no possibility of it coming back.”

Hathaway's expression remained unchanged, her eyes turned to Douglas, her legs slightly bent: "Thank you."

There was a bit of coldness in her soft voice.

"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 insisting on mistakes, but you should think and act strictly in accordance with objective facts. solving issues."

Hathaway nodded half-understood, holding the giant sword, and stumbled to the knight teacher Sharp.

Sharp smiled, and said to Old Green: "You have a guest who speaks so philosophically. I have only heard similar words from cardinal-level theologians, but his meaning is just the opposite. Stick to it." It is to uphold 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. Therefore, the term philosophy came into being. Later, many ordinary scholars also joined the ranks, not because of the short life and strength. Therefore, they are called philosophers or thinkers. However, with the deepening of the Dawn War and the Church of Truth's dominance, all philosophers who did not meet their taste gradually disappeared.

"In fact, as long as they are alive, everyone will think, of course, except for lower creatures." Fernando interrupted again with a bad mouth.

Sharp glanced at him sideways, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, the atmosphere in the lobby of the small hotel suddenly became solidified, the sound of sea water splashing faintly came out, and Hathaway's face softened suddenly, revealing a little Expectant look.

"Cough." Old Green coughed, interrupting the contemplation, "Sharp, don't care about children, he's always been like this, and it's not against you."

Although Fernando couldn't show his aura as a high-level magician, he still stared back at Sharp unceremoniously without flinching.

"Hahaha, hahaha." Sharp laughed suddenly, "Interesting, it's very similar to when I was young, I look down on others, like to sarcasm others, and my personality is stinky and stubborn."

Fernando snorted, turned his head and ignored him, and didn't feel that he resembled Sharp in any way.

Sharp sat on the high chair in front of the wooden bar, and Old Green poured him a glass of dark yellow spirit very tacitly.

"Huh! Only you still keep this recipe! It's been a long time since I tasted such a strong wine!" Sharp took a sip, and then laughed, "Since I was beaten to death by him several times, my mouth It doesn't stink anymore."

He seemed to really have the idea of ​​teaching Fernando a lesson.

Fernand snorted again, but he didn't say any more, because he always knew in his heart that in Rentat, if he was not absolutely sure, it was better not to reveal his magical power, otherwise not only himself, but also his companions would die!

After drinking a glass, Sharp turned his head to the little girl Hathaway and said, "You find a place to sit, and there will be a honey grilled fish later, um, the giant sword can be put down."

Hathaway turned her face and nodded, placed the giant sword horizontally on the table, then moved briskly like a deer, pulled out the chair and sat down, and took out a book with a dark blue cover from the storage bag.

Opening the book, she read it carefully, the indifference on her face gradually faded, her expression softened a lot, occasionally the corners of her mouth curled up slightly or her brows slightly frowned.

This made her lively and lively, no longer as unique as before, but like a quieter child in this age group.

"Antifule's Chronicle?" Fernando's eyes were fine, and he couldn't help but read the title of the book Hathaway was reading. "Reading this kind of book at such a young age will make you more and more stupid."

Hathaway looked up at him, then said nothing, and buried her head again.

Seeing this, Douglas laughed, as if he didn't quite understand Fernando's behavior.

Roland smiled, sat next to Douglas, and said in a low voice, "Do you think this is not like Fernando? In fact, he has always been like this. He has a bad mouth, loves to be sarcastic, and is very serious and irritable when discussing serious issues, but he is usually He is not serious, likes to tease children, and likes to make dirty jokes with others, you will understand after you get acquainted with him."

He completely ignored Fernando's glare.

"This shows that he is young at heart." Douglas said with a chuckle, "But for children, we still need to encourage them."

Roland continued to lower his voice: "Fernando once had a younger sister who died 'accidentally' before he was twelve years old, so he prefers children, but he doesn't want to admit it, preferring to tease her..."

Pa, Fernando slapped the table, interrupting Roland's "betrayal".

"Hehe." Sharp, who was drinking constantly, seemed to have very good hearing, and laughed twice in a timely manner, expressing that he had heard everything.

Hathaway's movements of turning the pages slowed down a lot, as if she had heard Roland's words, so her tense face relaxed a lot.

Roland smiled smugly, this effect was what he wanted, so as not to expose the identity of the magician in a fight between the two sides.

Fernando looked at Roland without blinking, as if he was thinking about how to deal with him at night.

After reading "Antifule's Experience" for a while, Hathaway put it away, and took out a thick book with a black cover, several stacks of draft paper, a quill pen, and a bottle of exquisitely shaped ink .

Opening the book, Hathaway focused on writing and drawing, and her whole body exuded a kind of "brilliance" that people couldn't take their eyes off. It was the brilliance of self-confidence, which she lacked the most before!

"Fundamentals of mathematics..." Fernando glanced at the contents above.

He is not surprised, mathematics and science are the only knowledge related to magic that the church allows to learn publicly, because some nobles have to keep themselves from being deceived by the steward in their accounts, and have to deal with various logistical problems. Computing is proud.

Douglas could also see through the darkness, and smiled: "Actually, there is an easier way."

He was delighted to see Lie, and he couldn't control himself for a while.

"Really?" Hathaway was not very polite, and asked directly, as if she didn't believe it.

Now that the words had been spoken, Douglas did not refuse, went to sit next to her, picked up the quill, and gave her another method, which was unique, simple and quick.

Hathaway stared blankly at the draft paper in front of her. Within ten seconds, her indifferent silver-gray eyes revealed a lively expression, and she nodded affirmatively: "Really."

While speaking, she repeated this method, then stopped to think for a while, then quickly turned to one of the pages of the book, and pushed it in front of Douglas, her expression was indifferent, but her eyes were full of expectation:

"what about this?"

Douglas looked at it, and before he could speak, Fernando, who came over at some point, sneered and said, "I can't do such a simple question..."

He crackled and explained the solution method.

Hathaway first frowned her delicate eyebrows, but after doing the calculations, her brows gradually relaxed. Then, she quickly turned the book to another page, without saying a word, just looking at Douglas and Fernando like that.