Chapter 14 The Eve of Entrance Examination
Edith was in a trance for a moment. She had only accepted one student, and based on the description of the bard, the man who refused to let her be buried and blew up the Pharmacy Guild for it was undoubtedly Shelly.
but.......
She briefly recalled the details of their interactions, but the only thing that came to her mind was the boy's head down, with his eyes lowered. When other people of his age were jumping around, he had already learned to sit in the laboratory all day, being extremely docile.
His emotions are like a straight line, with no ups and downs. Would such a person really have such a big conflict with others?
Edith couldn't help but frown, and the onlookers were obviously shocked by the content of this passage. After a long time, someone asked back: "Dare to offend the Pharmacy Association... Where does this person put his family!"
The bard grabbed the wine bottle beside him and took a few gulps. He waved his hand mysteriously and said, "This is what I'm going to say next."
"The researcher who blew up the Pharmacy Association is a civilian."
"A commoner without a family or even parents."
The surroundings suddenly fell into dead silence.
After a long time, a few gasps of disbelief were heard from the crowd, mixed with hushed discussions.
"How is it possible..." "Commoner? Since when can commoners work in the association?" "He's not even from a merchant family, he can only be an illegitimate child..."
In this era when the aristocracy monopolized education, no one believed that a commoner without any background support could reach this point. Being an illegitimate child was already the mildest guess.
But Edith's hand still twitched slightly.
Shelly's background... Apart from the top executives, the only people who knew about it in the association were the group of people who came in with him as apprentices six years ago. After so many years of personnel transfers, eliminations and dismissals, and her conscious concealment, in recent years, no one would bring up their background in front of Shelly.
As long as Shelly listened to her, continued to do experiments quietly, and did not get involved in the internal struggles of the association, she was confident that she could help him be promoted to the position of a five-star researcher within five years and then obtain a management status.
But he is now rebelling so blatantly, completely abandoning his principle of keeping a low profile. Not only is his path to success blocked, but he will also live under the criticism of outsiders for the rest of his life.
Why do we have to go to this extent?
Edith lowered her eyes. To be honest, she was relieved when she heard that Shelly had saved her body. As long as her body was still there and her soul was intact, she had the confidence to find the truth and get herself back on track.
But Shelly didn't know that her soul was still alive, and it was impossible for him to keep her for the resurrection. So the only reason he kept his body was the last one - there must be something strange about his death.
He had discovered it, but he hadn't quite figured it out yet.
So what role did the Pharmacy Association play in this?
Edith frowned. She had little connection with those so-called high-ranking officials, so she didn't believe they would go to such lengths to manage a funeral for someone without a family background. The only possibility was that they were eager to destroy the body.
"A civilian who offended the Pharmacy Association, can he still have a way out?" Someone among the noisy passers-by raised his voice, drowning out the discussion of the crowd and interrupting Edith's thoughts, "What is the follow-up? Execution or exile?"
Everyone fell silent. Listening to a high-ranking person being executed was great entertainment, but when the target of the execution was a civilian, it suddenly became strange. However, curiosity kept them where they were.
The bard enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention. He took a sip of wine slowly, and finally opened his mouth before everyone's patience ran out: "He is not guilty."
"When I was staying in a city near the capital, I happened to hear about the follow-up of that guy named Shelly. For some reason, the Pharmacy Association only issued a notice to ban this person from entering the association again, and did not give any other punishment measures."
"But without his position in the Pharmacy Association, no one outside would dare to hire him, right? Plus with revenge from his enemies, it's only a matter of time before he starves to death." A passerby interrupted.
It is said that there is no punishment, but leaving him with nowhere to go, isn’t that just another form of exile?
"That's the problem." The bard lowered his voice with both hands. "The day after the Pharmacy Association issued its statement, the Beunis College in the capital also issued a notice."
"Welcome Shelly Scott to become the new Potions Tutor of the academy. She is allowed to use the equipment on campus to continue her research. We hope to further promote the development of the academy by relaxing restrictions on civilians."
"At the end of the announcement, the college also stated that it has been discussing internally whether to allow ordinary students to enroll free of charge, and it is expected to be fully open to enrollment next time."
......
"Allowing civilians to enroll...oh my god..."
Heda couldn't stop sighing. Away from the environment surrounded by nobles, her elegance and restraint were swept away, and she became lively all of a sudden, "I suddenly want to go back to the capital, I really want to see the reaction of my conservative old man."
Her sigh did not stand out amid the overwhelming discussions of the onlookers, because the reactions of the people around her were obviously more intense than hers.
Some people rushed forward to ask whether the story was true or not, some quickly wrote down what they saw and heard and rushed home to spread the news; some were even more responsive and directly brought expensive gifts and took their children to the wizard's house in the city to become his disciples.
Edith felt no joy at all.
This is so strange... Although the Beunis Academy has many teachers who are keen on discovering talents among civilians, the managers behind the scenes are still the various aristocratic families. How could those people suddenly be so kind and take the initiative to hand over the power in their hands?
Shelly was not punished by the association, and received a new job offer on the same day he was fired. It was too coincidental no matter how you look at it, like... an elaborate trap.
If his guess was true, then Shelly was probably surrounded by spies now, and his plan to find someone as soon as he arrived in the capital might have to change - but from another perspective, the scope of his cause of death was further narrowed, from the nobles he had originally guessed to nobles who had interests involved with the Beunis College.
That plan had to change.
Edith sighed secretly from an angle where Hedda couldn't see.
He could not care about Shelly anymore. His most urgent task was to make a name for himself in the academy, get close to the royal family, and those earls and marquises...
"Any other comments?"
Hedda frowned and woke Edith up from her own world. Edith came back to her senses, looked at the choices given by the tailor in front of her, and randomly picked the brightest one.
To attract attention, the brighter the better.
Hedda couldn't help smacking her lips. The dress Edith had chosen was made of bright red satin, and although it was beautiful, it would definitely reflect the bright light under the light of the banquet fire, and if her dress and behavior were not in place, it would look cheap.
There were no patterns or embroidery, and apart from the pleats at the hem, there was no other decoration. The design of the entire skirt was supported entirely by the tailoring - this was in line with the feeling Edith gave her, stable and calm, not willing to show off.
But such a "simple" skirt is indeed far from the mainstream aesthetic of the royal capital.
"It's okay. Your face can handle it. It will look good even with coarse cloth." She paid the deposit while mumbling, and then excitedly pulled her to look at other clothes. "Pick another one and change it up."
Edith shook her head: "One is enough."
There were only two end-of-semester dances a year, and other aristocratic gatherings could not invite her, so one dance was enough to last until graduation.
Wearing school uniform everyday is enough.
Hedda couldn't persuade her, and didn't want to just give her one, so she could only choose a few designs according to her own aesthetic taste and asked the tailor to make them according to Edith's measurements.
"What are we going to do next?" Heda threw down a bag of gold coins. "Is this your first time in such a big city? How about I take you for a walk?"
"No thanks." Edith shook her head again. Before Hedda could come up with any new ideas, she suddenly looked up and took the initiative to ask about the other person's situation for the first time, "Ms. Turner, did you decide to go to school at the last minute?"
Hedda: “…Yes.”
"What specific stage has the tutor reached?"
"I've only learned the theories of spells and potions, and haven't really started practicing..." Her voice got smaller and smaller, "I've got a pretty good grasp of History of Magic and Astrology."
“But these are not tested on the entrance exam.”
Edith sighed. The situation was as bad as she had imagined, but fortunately, they still had half a year.
Since I was enrolled as Heda's companion, I would definitely be in a team with him for the exam, so I had to make good use of the time for practical training.
"If you are willing to trust me and don't mind my identity... for the next six months, we will not return to the capital, but stay here to practice, and I will be your 'teacher'."
She turned to look at Hedda's hesitant face, seizing the other's pain point and persuading him.
"Don't you want to impress your family?"
......
Charles Manor.
Marquis Charles had never had such a headache as he did at that moment.
He thought it would only take half a day for his son to forget his old friend, but he didn't expect that almost a week had passed and he was still hiding in the house and not seeing anyone. He was drinking water but not eating a single bite of food, and his body was getting worse day by day.
Marquis Charles waited for his son's hopes to be dashed, but he couldn't really hurt his only son, so he could only lower his head and come to the door to persuade him.
"Lynch." A week ago, the new partner reached the door, but was blasted out by Lynch's spell, causing Marquis Charles to not dare to approach his son's room. He could only insist on persuading outside with his majestic voice, "Hedda took the person away, and now he is probably in the capital. It is impossible to find him back."
"However, since she agreed to take Edith as her study partner, the two of them will definitely appear together at the college admissions ceremony in half a year." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that this might not be a bad way to coax Lin Qi to study.
"After becoming the first in the entrance exam, she will naturally regret her choice. As a commoner, she will definitely not let go of the honor she has obtained. Wait until she comes to you on her own initiative, and you can still have other interactions."
"Don't waste this last chance."
In the room, Lin Qi, who had his head buried in the quilt, was startled when he heard this.
Half a year?
He dropped his eyes and pulled his wand from his pocket.
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