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Part 8 The Road to Immortality Chapter 11 A field where a person always has confidence

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    "Well!" The little girl named Hathaway squirmed, trying to get up little by little, but her hands were still holding the giant sword and did not loosen it. It seemed that this was the most important thing for her today, so she just relied on her elbows.  She couldn't stand up at all. She finally managed to get a little higher and 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 she could not rely on others and that only herself was the only reliance on the path of knighthood. Gradually,  Yes, Hathaway's cold but beautiful silver-gray eyes seemed to be stained with a light mist, but she bit her red lips tightly, furrowed her delicate brows, and did not make any sound of pain or sadness.

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

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

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

    Fernando sneered: "Of course you can't stand up if you hold on to that giant sword. I've never seen a child as stupid as you!"

    "This, is, a mission!" Hathaway popped out word after word. I don't know if he was gnashing his teeth, or because he didn't know how to arrange the word order reasonably, so he could only break it down according to his thinking habits.

    Fernando said angrily: "Throw the giant sword to the ground first, and then pick it up after you stand up. Otherwise, with your limb coordination, you will never stand up again!"

    He saw where Hathaway¡¯s real problem was, but he said it without mercy. At the same time, he silently added in his heart, and your language skills!

    Hathaway's face darkened, and she once again straightened her face. She showed no expression other than indifference and stubbornness. Moreover, she did not listen to the suggestions hidden in Fernando's taunts, but continued her efforts, holding on again and again.  , fell again and again, and finally, after countless failures, she knelt and sat up, then raised her giant sword, using it as a support, and slowly stood up.

    Seeing this scene, Old Green showed a hint of excitement on his face: "Aside from the color of her eyes, she also has the perseverance flowing in his blood!"

    "Yes, otherwise I would not have accepted this task, even if it was personally arranged by the big shot." The knight teacher named Sharp smiled, feeling a little relieved and a little emotional. His beautiful blue eyes were like a windless sea.  Silent as a sapphire.

    Hathaway's fair little face was stained with several stains, and her neat bangs became messy. She picked up the giant sword and glanced sideways at Fernando. She didn't say anything or snort, but that was it.  The indifferent look in his eyes made Fernando's face darken, and he muttered: "This kind of trivial matter depends on continuous trying, and there is still a chance of success. If you change it to other things, such a stupid approach will only make you die the first few times, and never again."  There is no chance of a do-over.¡±

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

    Hathaway nodded as if understanding, holding the giant sword, stumbled to the knight teacher Sharp.

    Sharp smiled and said to Old Green: "You actually have a guest here who speaks with such philosophical meaning. I have only heard similar words from cardinal-level theologians, but his meaning is exactly the opposite. He insists  It means adhering to the truth, and the truth is the Lord¡¯s word.¡±

    In the past, because many intelligent creatures lived long lives, allowing them time to think about some metaphysical issues, so the term philosophy came into being. Later, many ordinary scholars also joined the ranks, not because of the short life and strength.  The weak gave up thinking, so they were also called philosophers or thinkers. However, as the Dawn War deepened and the Church of Truth gained dominance, all philosophers who did not suit their tastes gradually disappeared.

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

    Sharp glanced sideways at him, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. The atmosphere in the lobby of the small hotel suddenly became solid, and the sound of sea water could be faintly heard, while Hathaway's face suddenly softened, revealing a little  An expectant expression.

    "Ahem." Old Green coughed and interrupted.?This kind of concentration, "Sharp, don't argue with the child, he has always been like this, and it's not against you."

    Although Fernando could not show off his aura as a high-level magician, he still stared back at Sharp unceremoniously without flinching at all.

    "Hahaha, hahaha." Sharp suddenly laughed, "Interesting, he is very similar to me when I was young. I looked down on others, liked to be sarcastic, and had a bad and tough personality."

    Fernando snorted and turned his head away from him. He didn't think he was anything like Sharp.

    Sharp sat on the high chair in front of the wooden bar, and Old Green poured him a glass of dark yellow liquor with tacit understanding.

    "Huh! You are the only one who still retains this recipe! I haven't tasted such a strong wine for a long time!" Sharp took a hard sip, and then chuckled, "Since I was beaten half to death by him several times, my mouth  It won¡¯t stink anymore.¡±

    It seemed that he really wanted to teach Fernando a lesson just now.

    Fernan snorted again, but did not hesitate, because he always knew in his heart that in Rentat, if you are not absolutely sure, you should not expose your magic power, otherwise not only yourself, but also your companions will die!

    After Sharp had a drink, he turned to the little girl Hathaway and said, "You find a seat and sit down. There will be honey grilled fish later. Well, you can put down the giant sword."

    Hathaway nodded with a face, placed the giant sword across the table, then moved as briskly as a deer, pulled up the chair and sat down, and took out a book with a dark blue cover from the storage bag.

    She opened the book and read it carefully. The coldness on her face gradually faded away, and her expression became much softer. Occasionally, she would slightly raise the corners of her mouth or frown slightly.

    This made her whole person become vivid and vivid, no longer as unique as before, but like a relatively quiet child in this age group.

    "An Antiphore's Notes?" Fernando had good eyesight and couldn't help but read out the title of the book Hathaway was reading. "If you read this kind of book at such a young age, you will become 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 chuckled, sat next to Douglas, and lowered his voice: "Don't you think this doesn't look like Fernando? In fact, he has always been like this. He has a bad mouth and loves to sarcastic. He is serious and irritable when discussing serious issues, but usually he is  He is relatively unseemly, he likes to tease children, and he likes to make vulgar jokes with others. You will understand after you get to know him."

    He completely ignored Fernando¡¯s glare.

    "This shows that he is young at heart." Douglas chuckled, "But for children, we still have to encourage them."

    Roland continued to lower his voice: "Fernando once had a sister who died 'accidentally' before she was twelve years old, so he prefers children, but he is unwilling to admit it, preferring to tease"

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

    "Haha." Sharp, who kept drinking, seemed to have very good hearing. He laughed twice at the right time to show that he heard everything.

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

    Roland smiled proudly. This was the effect he wanted, lest the two sides fight and expose the magician's identity.

    Fernando looked at Roland without blinking, as if he was considering how to deal with his problems at night.

    After reading "Antiphorus" 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 fine-looking ink.  .

    Opening the book, Hathaway concentrated on writing and drawing. Her whole person exuded a "glow" that people couldn't take their eyes away from. It was the brilliance of confidence, which she lacked the most before!

    "Basics of mathematics" Fernando glanced at the content above.

    He was not surprised. Mathematics was the only magic-related knowledge that the church allowed to be learned openly, because some nobles had to prevent themselves from being deceived by the stewards in their accounts and had to deal with various logistical problems. Of course, most nobles still said they did not understand.  Calculation pride.

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

    He was so happy to see the hunter that he couldn't control himself for a moment.

    "Really?" Hathaway asked directly, not too politely, as if she didn't believe it.

    Now that the words had been spoken, Douglas did not refuse. He walked to sit next to her, picked up the quill, and gave her another way.?The idea is unique, simple and fast.

    Hathaway stared blankly at the draft paper in front of her. Within ten seconds, her cold silver-gray eyes showed a lively 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 page and pushed it in front of Douglas, with an indifferent expression, but a pair of eyes with a hint of expectation:

    "what about this?"

    Douglas looked at it, but before he could say anything, Fernando, who came over at some point, sneered: "I can't even do such a simple question"

    He explained the solution in a loud voice.

    Hathaway frowned her delicate eyebrows at first, but after doing the calculations, her eyebrows gradually relaxed. Then, she quickly turned the book to another page without saying a word, just looking at Douglas and Fernando.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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