"Yes!" The little girl called Hathaway wriggled her body, trying to get up little by little. However, her hands were still holding the greatsword, as if it was the most important thing for her today. She couldn't stand up with just her elbows. She struggled to get up a little, but fell down again.
Again and again, Hathaway still didn't get up. Her knight teacher just looked at her from the side and didn't say a word, as if he was telling her that she couldn't rely on others, and that she could only rely on herself on the path of a knight. Gradually, Hathaway's cold but beautiful silver-gray eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of light mist, but she bit her red lips tightly and frowned deeply, not making any sound of pain or sadness.
Even Old Grimm felt sorry for her. He called out in a hoarse voice, "Sharp …"
Hardly had he called out a name when Douglas, who had been watching quietly, suddenly opened his mouth gently and kindly, "Some things should be put down so that you can pick them up better. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."
Hathaway raised her head and stared at Douglas without blinking her misty silver eyes, as if she were trying to figure out what he meant.
Fernando chuckled. "Of course you can't stand on your feet when you are holding the enormous sword. I've never seen a child as stupid as you!"
"This … is … a … mission!" Hathaway blurted out the words one after another. There was no telling whether she was gnashing her teeth or she did not know how to arrange the order of her words. She could only analyze them according to her habit of thinking.
Fernando said angrily, "Throw the enormous sword to the ground first and pick it up after you stand up. Otherwise, with your coordination ability, you will never be able to stand up again!"
He had seen through Hathaway's real problem, but he pointed it out mercilessly. In the meantime, he added in his heart, and your ability to express yourself!
Hathaway's face darkened, and she became solemn again. There was absolutely no expression on her face except indifference and stubbornness. Also, she did not listen to Fernando's suggestion in his mockery but continued her efforts. She stood up again and again, and then she fell again and again. Finally, after too many failures, she sat on her knees and raised the enormous sword, slowly standing on her feet with the support of the sword.
Seeing that, Old Grimm vaguely beamed with excitement. "Other than the color of her eyes, she also has the determination flowing in his blood!"
"Yes, or I wouldn't have accepted the mission, even though it was personally arranged by that big shot." Her teacher, the Knight named Sharp, smiled in both relief and mixed feelings. His beautiful blue eyes were as tranquil as a sapphire that was as calm as a windless ocean.
Hathaway's fair face was stained with dirt, and her neat fringe was messy. She picked up the enormous sword and looked at Fernando without saying anything. She did not even grunt, but her cold eyes made Fernando's face turn gloomy. He mumbled, "There's still a chance of success if you keep trying for such trivia. If it were anything else, such a stupid approach would've led to your death the first few times without the possibility of starting again."
Her face unchanged, Hathaway turned to Douglas and slightly bent her legs. "Thank you."
Her voice was both gentle and cold.
"Perseverance and never giving in are good qualities." Douglas praised her first and then continued, "But you must know your mistakes. Perseverance does not mean that you should persist in your mistakes, but that you should consider and deal with problems based on facts strictly."
Hathaway nodded, not fully understanding. Holding the enormous sword, she staggered to Sharp, her teacher, the Knight.
Sharp smiled and said to Old Grimm, "I didn't know that you had such a philosophical guest here. I've only heard similar words from the cardinals before, but what he meant was exactly the opposite. Perseverance means to persist in the truth, and the truth is the Lord's truth."
In the past, because many intelligent creatures had a long life, they had plenty of time to consider certain metaphysical questions. Therefore, philosophy was coined. Later, many regular scholars joined them and did not give up thinking because of the shortness of their life and their weakness. Therefore, they were also known as philosophers or thinkers. However, as the War of Dawn went on and the Church of Truth gained dominance, all the philosophers who did not fit their taste gradually perished.
"In fact, everybody thinks as long as they are alive. Of course, the low-level creatures are exceptions." Fernando interjected with his foul mouth again.
Sharp turned his head and looked at him. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. The atmosphere in the lobby of the motel suddenly froze. There was the sound of seawater splashing vaguely. Hathaway's face suddenly softened, with a look of expectation on her face.
"Cough." Old Grimm coughed and interrupted the silence. "Sharp, don't argue with a child. He has always been like this. He's not targeting you."
Although Fernando could not reveal the vibe of a senior-rank sorcerer, he still glared back at Sharp without backing off at all.
"Hahaha. Hahaha." Sharp suddenly burst into laughter. "Interesting. He's very similar to me when I was young. He despises other people and likes to mock other people. He's both stinky and stubborn."
Fernando snorted and turned his head away, ignoring him. He did not think that he resembled Sharp at all.
Sharp sat on the high chair in front of the wooden bar counter, and Old Green poured him a glass of dark yellow liquor as if they had a tacit understanding.
"Hu! You're the only one who still keeps the formula! It's been a long time since I tasted such strong liquor! " Sharp took a mouthful of the liquor and chuckled. "After I was almost beaten to death by him multiple times, my mouth never stinks anymore."
It seemed that he was really going to teach Fernando a lesson just now.
Fernando sniffed again, but he did not say anything else, because he knew very well that he should not expose his magic abilities in Renstadt unless he was absolutely confident. In such a case, not only would he be killed, but his companions would also be killed!
After a cup of liquor, Sharp turned around and said to the little girl, Hathaway, "Find a seat. There will be a honey grilled fish later. Well, you can put down the giant sword now."
Hathaway nodded gloomily and put the giant sword on the table. Then, she pulled out a chair and sat down as quickly as a deer, before she took out a book with a deep blue cover from her magic pouch.
She opened the book and read carefully. The coldness on her face was gradually replaced by gentleness. Now and then, she would slightly curl her lips or frown.
This made her become lively and lively. She was no longer as unique as before. Instead, she was like a quiet child of her age.
"Observations of Antiffler?" Fernando's eyes were sharp. He couldn't help but read the title of the book that Hathaway was reading. "You'll get dumber if you read such books at such a young age."
Hathaway raised her head and looked at him. Then, without saying anything, she lowered her head again.
Seeing that, Douglas was amused, as if he did not understand Fernando's behavior.
Lauren chuckled and sat down next to Douglas. He said in a low voice, "Do you feel that he's not like Fernando? In fact, he has always been like this. He has a foul mouth, likes to mock other people, and is very serious and irritable when we discuss serious issues, but he is not serious at all. He likes to tease children and make dirty jokes with other people. You'll understand when you get to know him better. "
He completely ignored Fernando's glare.
"It means that he's young at heart." Douglas chuckled. "However, children should be encouraged."
Lauren continued in a low voice, "Fernando once had a sister who died in an 'accident' before she was twelve. So, he likes children, but he is unwilling to admit it and prefers to tease them …"
Pa. Fernando slapped the table and interrupted Lauren's "betrayal".
"Hehe." Sharp, who had been drinking nonstop, seemed to have good hearing. He chuckled, indicating that he heard everything.
Hathaway turned the pages much more slowly, as if she had heard Lauren's words too. Therefore, her tight face was much more relaxed.
Lauren smiled gloatingly. That was exactly what he wanted, in case his identity as a sorcerer was exposed in a fight.
Fernando stared at Lauren without blinking, as if he were considering how to deal with him tonight.
After reading Observations in Antiffler for a while, Hathaway put it away and took out a thick book with a black cover, a few stacks of draft paper, a quill, and a bottle of ink with a beautiful appearance.
Opening the book, Hathaway wrote and drew attentively. She was emitting a dazzling brilliance. It was the brilliance of confidence that she lacked most before!
"Basics of Mathematics …" Fernando glanced at the book.
He was not surprised. Mathematics was the only knowledge related to magic that the Church allowed to be studied openly, because some nobles had to deal with all kinds of logistical problems without being fooled by their stewards. Of course, most nobles were still proud that they did not know how to calculate.
Douglas could also see through the darkness. He smiled and said, "In fact, there's a simpler way."
He was too excited to control himself for a moment.
"Really?" Hathaway asked straightforwardly, as if she did not believe it.
Now that he had said it, Douglas did not turn it down. He sat down next to her and gave her another method. It was a strange, simple, and fast way.
Hathaway stared at the draft paper before her in a daze. After no more than ten seconds, her indifferent silver eyes were filled with vividness. She nodded affirmatively. "It's true."
While talking, she repeated the method. Then, she paused and thought for a while. Then, she quickly turned the book to a page and pushed it to Douglas. Her face was indifferent, but her eyes were filled with expectation.
"What about this?"
Douglas looked at it. Before he said anything, Fernando, who had come close at some point, sneered. "You don't even know how to solve such a simple problem …"
He rattled off the solution.
Hathaway furrowed her delicate eyebrows at first, but after calculating once, her brows gradually relaxed. Then, she quickly flipped the book to another page. She didn't say a word, and just looked at Douglas and Fernando just like that.
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