MTL - Throne of Magical Arcana-v9 Chapter 11 1 area where people always have confidence

"Huh!" The little girl named Hathaway wriggled her body and wanted to get up a little, but her hands still held the sword and did not loose. It seems that this is the most important thing for her today. She couldn't stand up at all, but managed to stand a little higher and fell again.

Time and time again, Hathaway still didn't get up. Her knight teacher just watched beside her without saying a word, as if telling her that others can't rely on it. Only herself is the sole support for the knighthood. Yes, Hathaway's indifferent but good-looking silver-gray eyes seemed to be stained with a light mist, but she bit her red lips tightly and wrinkled her delicate brows, without making any pain or sadness.

Such a scene made Old Green a little intolerable, and said hoarsely, "Sharp ..."

He had just called out a name, and Douglas, who had been watching quietly, suddenly spoke softly and softly: "Some things, put down temporarily, are better to pick it up, and don't stress yourself too much."

Hathaway looked up, his foggy silver eyes staring at Douglas without blinking, as if trying hard to think what he meant.

Fernando sneered: "Death holding the great sword, of course, I can't stand up. I have never seen such a stupid child!"

"This, yes, the task!" Hathaway popped out word by word, wondering if 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 Great Sword to the ground first, then stand up and then pick it up, or with your ability to coordinate with your limbs, you never want to stand up again!"

He saw where Hathaway's real problem was, but spoke relentlessly. At the same time, I silently made up a sentence, and your language skills!

Hathaway's face darkened, and his face was raised again, except for indifference and stubbornness. No expression was seen, and instead of listening to the suggestion implied in Fernando's sarcasm, she continued her efforts, propping up and down again and again. Finally, after not knowing how many times she failed, she sat up on her knees, then erected a giant sword, using it as a support, and slowly stood up.

See this scene. There was a hint of excitement on Lao Green's face: "In addition to the color of her eyes, she still has the persistence flowing in his blood!"

"Yes, otherwise I won't take on this task, even if the big man personally arranged it." The knight teacher named Sharp smiled, a little comforted, and a little emotional, the beautiful blue eyes seemed like a sea without wind. Quiet as sapphire.

Hathaway's little white face was stained with a few stains, and the neat bangs became messy. She held up the great sword and glanced at Fernando. She said nothing and did not snor, but that was the way Indifferent eyes darkened Fernando and mumbled, "This kind of trivial matter has to be tried and tried, and there is still a chance of success. In other things, such a stupid approach will only make you die a few times before, no more There is no possibility of coming back. "

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

Her voice was soft and soft.

"Perseverance and perseverance are good qualities." Douglas praised first. Then he continued, "But we also need to understand our own mistakes, and insist that it does not mean we must persist in our mistakes. Rather, we should think and deal with problems in strict accordance with objective facts."

Hathaway nodded indifferently, holding a huge sword, stumbled to the knight teacher Sharp.

Sharp smiled and said to Old Green: "You have a guest who speaks so philosophically here. I only heard similar words from cardinal theologians, but he meant the opposite, insisted It is to uphold the truth, and the truth is the doctrine of the Lord. "

In the past, because many intelligent creatures have long lives, giving them time to think about some metaphysical problems, so with the term philosophy, many ordinary scholars have also joined the ranks, not because of the shortness of life and strength The weak and weak give up thinking, so they are also known as philosophers or thinkers, but as the Dawn Wars deepens and the Church of Truth gains dominance, all philosophers that do not meet their tastes are gradually dying out.

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

Sharp glanced at him side by side, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, the atmosphere in the small hotel lobby suddenly solidified, the sound of sea water clapping looming, and Hathaway's face softened suddenly, revealing a little Looking forward.

"Cough." Old Green coughed, interrupting the Shen Ning, "Sharp, don't care about children, he has always been like this, not against you."

Although Fernando was unable to reveal his high-level magician's aura, he still stared at Sharp unceremoniously, without flinching.

"Hahaha, hahaha." Sharp laughed suddenly. "Interesting, it's like when I was young, looks down on others, likes to ridicule others, and has a stink and hard character."

Fernando snorted, turned his head away and ignored him, and didn't think he had 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 wine very tacitly.

"Whew! Only you still have this recipe! I haven't tasted such a strong wine for a long time!" Sharp took a sip, and then he laughed, "Since I have been beaten half-time by him several times, my mouth It won't smell anymore. "

He just seemed to have the idea of ​​learning Fernando.

Fernan snorted again, but didn't owe it anymore, because he always knew in his heart that if he wasn't absolutely sure, he shouldn't expose his magical strength, that would die not only himself, but also his companions!

After Sharp had a drink, he turned his head to the little girl Hathaway and said, "You'll find a place to sit and wait for a honey-baked fish. Well, the sword can be put down."

Hathaway nodded, pulling his face, placing the great sword on the table, and then briskly opened the chair and sat down, pulling out a dark blue cover book from the storage bag.

Opening the book, she looked carefully, her indifference on her face gradually faded, her expression softened a lot, and she occasionally raised her lips or frowned slightly.

This made her look vivid and lively, not as unique as before, but like the quieter child of this age.

"Antiphele has seen the news?" Fernando had good eyes and couldn't help but read out the title of the book that Hathaway read. "It would be more and more stupid to read such a book at such a young age."

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

Upon seeing this, Douglas laughed a little, and didn't seem to understand Fernando's behavior.

Roland smiled, sitting next to Douglas, and lowered his voice, "Don't you think this isn't like Fernando? In fact, he has always been like this, his mouth is bad, he loves to sneer at others, he is very serious and irritable when discussing serious issues, but usually Less serious, like to tease children, like to make more ridiculous jokes with others, you will understand after you become familiar with him. "

He completely ignored Fernando's glares.

"This shows that he is young," Douglas grinned, "but for children, encourage him."

Roland continued to lower his voice: "Fernando once had a sister who died 'accidentally' before the age of twelve, so he prefers children, but he doesn't want to admit it, preferring to be teasing ..."

He snapped the table and interrupted Roland's "sell".

"Ha ha." Sharp, who was constantly drinking, seemed to be hearing very well, smiling twice in a timely manner, indicating that he had heard everything.

Hathaway's turning of the page slowed down a lot, and she seemed to hear Roland's words, so her tight face relaxed a lot.

Roland smiled smugly. What he wanted was this effect, lest the two sides fight to reveal the identity of the magician.

Fernando stared at Roland without blinking, as if thinking about how to pack him at night.

After watching Antiphele's Anecdotes, Hathaway closed it up and took out a thick black cover book, a few stacks of draft paper, a feather pen, and a beautifully shaped ink bottle. .

Opening the book, Hathaway focused on writing and drawing. The whole person exudes a kind of "glory" that makes people's eyes inseparable. That is the glory of self-confidence and what she lacked before!

"Mathematics ..." Fernando took aim at the above.

He is not surprised that mathematics is the only magic-related knowledge that the church is allowed to learn publicly, because some nobles have to keep themselves from being blinded by the steward and have to deal with various logistical issues. Of course, most nobles still do not understand Calculate proud.

Douglas could also see through the dim and smiled: "There is actually an easier way."

He was so happy that he couldn't control himself for a moment.

"Really?" Hathaway was not very polite, and asked directly, seemingly not convinced.

Now that the words have been exported ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Douglas didn't quit, walked to her and sat down, picked up the quill, and gave her another method, with strange ideas, simple and fast.

Hathaway looked at the draft paper in front of her, and within ten seconds, her indifferent silver-gray eyes showed a vivid expression, and nodded surely: "Really."

As she said, she repeated the method, then stopped and thought for a while, then quickly turned the book to one of the pages, pushed it to Douglas, with a look of indifference, but a pair of eyes impliedly expected:

"what about this?"

Douglas looked at it, and before he even spoke, Fernando smirked when he came over and said, "I won't do such a simple question ..."

He crackled the answer.

Hathaway's eyebrows were frowned first, but after calculating it, her brows gradually stretched out, and then she quickly turned the book to another page without saying a word, just watching Douglas and Fernando like that. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)