Chapter 141 I don’t think there are many people who would come to harass me.
Edith was silent.
She turned around and asked Heda beside her seriously: "How many days are left until the final exam?"
Hedda's body trembled violently, and her head leaned forward, letting her hair block the table. She frantically hid the novel under the notebook with her arms behind her back. "I don't know, it should be another week."
Edith rubbed her head. "I think there's still a week left...time really flies."
She stood up and walked out. Before leaving, she grabbed Heda's head and turned her towards the calendar: "Take a look."
Heda didn't understand what was going on, so she looked up and a few seconds later she let out a terrifying scream: "Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"How come there's only one day left!"
Edith walked out of the room quickly and closed the door before the sound could be heard, shutting Hedda's voice inside. But the sound of Hedda's voice could not be blocked by an ordinary door panel. Bell and Mulin couldn't help but stick their heads out from the opposite room and asked, "What's wrong?"
The one asking the question was Bell. Compared to the worried Mulin, she didn't look nervous at all: "You caught Heda reading a novel."
"Is she reading a novel secretly?" Edith glanced back. "I'll go back and catch her later."
She briefly told him about Hedda forgetting the time of the final exam, and Bell burst into laughter. Even Mulin couldn't help but pursed her lips: "I hope she has finished reviewing."
"Impossible." Edith sighed and shook her head. "I'll find a way to help with tutoring in the evening."
Although she had forgotten the exam time, she had almost finished reviewing, so she decided to go out and take a breath. Bell was also a little tired, so he grabbed Mu Lin and walked out: "Let's go, we were interrupted, why don't we go have dinner."
Although Hedda cried and said that she was done but could not finish the review, she was honest and sat at the table, crying while eating. Edith looked at her drooping head and felt pity for her. Just as she was about to comfort her, she lowered her head and saw her secretly put the decorative carrot on the plate into her bowl.
Sneaky and furtive, as if completing an important mission.
Edith: ",,,,,,"
Very good, you know how to be picky about food, it seems like everything is fine.
The dinner time was basically fixed, and not long after they sat down, Tuttle and others appeared at the door.
They walked over smoothly with their plates, and this time Amy was quick to sit down opposite Lynch, leaving the only empty seat for Tuttle.
Tuttle glanced at Edith who was sitting next to him and sat down without complaint.
"Christmas is coming soon!" Amy started talking as soon as she sat down. She had no fear of the final exams at all. Her eyes were full of longing for the holiday. "Summer Carnival is only a week away, but the Christmas holiday is a whole month! I want to have some fun."
"What kind of entertainment?" Heda couldn't help crying when she mentioned the holiday. "Bombing the house?"
She had heard that the Walker family had an explosion on Christmas Day one year. Although it was announced to be an accident, judging from the way President Walker came out of the association angrily that day, things were not that simple.
Not to mention that the sound of the boy being beaten and screaming was heard from the house that day.
Amy was silent for a rare moment: "...Don't mention it again, it hurts my butt."
His parents didn't dare to protect him at all!
Edith looked around and indeed did not feel the tense atmosphere of the final exams. The approaching festival diluted everyone's fear of the exams, and everyone seemed very relaxed, chatting and laughing while eating.
Of course, it could also be that everyone who is preparing for the exam is squatting in the dormitory and has no time to come out...
"So where is Edith going to spend Christmas this year?" Tuttle asked casually. "Stay in school?"
"No, my sister has found a swordsmanship teacher in the capital. The teacher lives alone and welcomes me to come over." Edith's eyebrows relaxed when she mentioned her sister whom she hadn't seen for a long time. "I'm going to spend the New Year with her."
"Dorine is learning swordsmanship from a teacher?" Lynch was suddenly excited.
Tuttle turned and looked at him.
—He didn’t even know Edith’s sister was called Doreen.
Edith nodded with a smile on her face: "Yes, she used the same sword you gave her."
Thank you for the gift from Master Charles
That was really a good sword. Not only was it expensive to make, but it was also in short supply.
"Swordsmanship enlightenment is very important. How about the teacher? Is his level good enough?" Lynch thought that Edith came from the slums and didn't seem to have much money saved at home. The teacher she hired might not be very good. "Why not let Doreen go back to Oliver City? It happens that Mashi has nothing to do while I'm in school, so she can only practice swordsmanship by herself--"
"Mahi..." Edith recalled the woman who was as strong as a hill. It was hard to imagine that a year had passed since she met her. "I like Mahi very much, but Doreen's teacher is better. I'm sorry."
Better than Mahi?
Although Edith's refusal was expected, Lynch still felt a little regretful: "If you are worried that Doreen will be bullied because she is too far away..."
"My parents have a good friend who is a swordsmanship teacher." Tattle suddenly said, "He teaches at the swordsmanship academy next door. I can help put in a few words and send my sister over there."
"It's just right. After enlightenment, I went directly to the academy to study. The teacher is the dean and his skills are absolutely top-notch."
Lynch's voice was suppressed.
As the dean of the top sword-fighting academy, Namashi is indeed no match for him.
Heda bit the tip of her fork angrily. It was all her incompetent father's fault. He had been busy making friends with the lower class for so many years, but now he didn't even have a decent swordsman.
Amy wanted to join in the fun: "Actually, I have a lot of them at home—"
"——No need for that." Edith smiled and shook her head. "That teacher is amazing. Wang couldn't have found a better one."
Seeing Edith's firm attitude, everyone had to give up.
No one doubted that the "teacher" Edith mentioned was Mary, who had retired from the fencing academy. Everyone had heard of the name of this legendary swordsmanship master, but after leaving the academy, she had declared that she would no longer accept disciples. The one who could impress her was either a genius or a royal orthodox at the prince or princess level. In short, it was impossible for her to be a common girl from a small town.
Lynch and Hedda had both seen Doreen. Although the girl was thin, her shoulders and hips were broad, and her arms were longer than her crotch. She was indeed suitable for sword practice, but she was not a genius.
Everyone thought that Edith was trying to comfort others because she didn't want to trouble them.
Everyone kept this in mind and decided to find an opportunity to find out where Doreen was and test the teacher's level. If not, they would persuade Edith to change her.
"Although I'm happy to have a holiday, I don't really like Fire Christmas." Heda slumped down like mud, her arms sliding out from both sides of the plate and directly pressing against Bell's plate opposite. "I don't want to eat at the same table with those guys, I don't want to go to the dance, I don't want to dance with a bunch of strangers ah ah ah——"
She and Amy were both high-ranking nobles in the royal capital, and Fire Christmas, which was a day of reunion and celebration for the common people, was an endless social torture for them.
Amy was fine, she was always crazy and could leave at any time. But she had just become the heir for a year, and this year was the time to expand her social circle. For the future dukedom, she had to grit her teeth and dance with a smile.
Belle interrupted her attempt to steal dessert with a fork.
"You don't even like dancing," she complained, "I see you're looking forward to the college dance."
"People of my age don't stink that badly." Heda said confidently, "You've never smelled an old noble in his sixties or seventies. Even three layers of perfume can't cover it up—"
She stopped suddenly and, with shining eyes, grasped Edith's arm.
"By the way, hasn't Edith chosen a partner for the Christmas Eve Ball yet?!"
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Fire Christmas, the most traditional festival on this continent,
Compared to the Carnival, which was born when the kingdom was established, the Fire Festival has a much longer history. In the stories passed down orally, the winters on this continent are extremely cold, and all living things only have a lifespan of three seasons: birth in spring, growth in summer, aging in autumn, and death in winter.
It was not until the goddess dropped fire for winter that the lifespan of living things was extended. To commemorate this, humans created the church to worship the goddess. They also designated the day when the goddess offered fire as the Fire Festival, and agreed to sing and dance around the flame every winter, a tradition that has been passed down to this day.
As the most important festival on this continent, Beunis College naturally prepared a ball. However, in order to avoid the intensive gatherings of aristocrats, the ball was scheduled after the final exams and before the official Fire Festival - that is, on the evening of December 17th.
But among students, it has a more popular name: "The Eve of the Guillotine".
After the revelry, the college would announce the final exam results on time the next morning. No matter how glamorous the night before was, everyone had to come to the college the next day with a strong smell of alcohol and resentment to collect their transcripts one by one.
And the teacher who was dancing on the dance floor with a wild laugh the night before will once again turn back into a stern devil.
But even so, everyone is still looking forward to this dance.
Hedda's eyes were bright, and she looked at Edith with desire in her eyes, "Be my dance partner. I don't want to be invited by someone I don't know."
The earliest dances did require a man and a woman to be dance partners, and many people would take the opportunity to invite their favorite partners, but in recent years, there are also many cases of friends coming together. When attending a dance with a dance partner, you will receive fewer invitations from the opposite sex - Hedda just wanted to go eat, not dance all night.
Although the Turner family has fallen on hard times, it is a duke after all, so there will still be many people trying to establish a relationship with it.
Edith thought for a while and said, "I haven't decided whether to go or not."
A dance party... a good opportunity to make friends and gather intelligence, but the people present are mostly young people who have little contact with family affairs, so there is little information that can be obtained.
Tuttle's clenched fists under the table slowly loosened, and he said casually: "There is no need to push yourself too hard, it is also necessary to relax appropriately."
He turned his head and saw Edith's hesitation at a glance: "However, if you want to concentrate on gathering intelligence, it's best to find a male dance partner. Female dance partners have little effect in cutting off people with bad intentions."
Edith thought he had a point. "But I don't think many people would bother me."
I am just a commoner, not as profitable as Heda.
Lynch: “…No, I don’t think so.”
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