Chapter 83 Oh, Shelly.
"Edith Griffin vs. Celeste Eddy." The principal, who had arrived late, read out the result and paused delicately. "Palmer Smith received a bye and will advance directly to the next round."
The girl whose name was called stood up in surprise and nodded to indicate that she had no objection.
Polite applause rang out all around, and the principal nodded to the recorder beside him, then turned and walked off the stage. He was very busy, dealing with Alec and Mulin's affairs, so he could only come for a formality.
The teacher's departure lit up the crowd like a fire. The audience who stayed at the venue to watch the draw basically watched all the afternoon games. The two games between Edith and Celeste that they remembered most were the one that created a deadlock and the other that broke the deadlock with speed.
Now that two such people are matched together, it is simply - so exciting!
"When does the next round start?"
"Rest for two days, and start the day after tomorrow, two games a day, and finish in three days."
"Edith and Celeste are the last group, and that's in five days - it's still a long time, I can't wait."
"I want to see it. I think Edith will stop in the top 25."
Compared to the excitement of ordinary students, most of their classmates are worried.
Edith felt a hand reaching out to her arm and pulling at her sleeve. She lowered her head and met Bell's worried eyes.
Bell didn't know how to communicate with Edith - should he directly persuade her to give up? Impossible, he persuaded Mulin like this because there was indeed a gap in strength between the two, but Edith was obviously still capable of competing with the other party.
But Celeste is really too weird.
"...Hedda must be worried sick." That's all she could say, and give a few words of advice, "Don't let your emotions get the better of you."
"Mulin definitely doesn't want you to get hurt like she did."
Is this because he's afraid that she'll seek revenge on Celeste?
Edith smiled and said, "It's okay. I know what's going on."
If she could lose her mind because of such a provocation, she would not have come all the way here.
Just after comforting Belle, Tuttle reached out his hand again and placed it on her shoulder.
"If necessary..." He pursed his lips, "I can ask my mother what kind of spell that slime is."
"Don't bother." Edith sighed, "If it could be found so easily, Mu Lin's injury wouldn't be taken so seriously."
That was true. Thinking of Mulin, the atmosphere among the crowd became low again. In the end, Edith called everyone to wake up, including Hedda, who was as nervous as Bell expected, biting her fingers. A group of people walked to the school hospital together.
......
"I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."
Lin Qi, who also came to the school hospital because of frostbite on his hands, raised his hands and showed everyone his brand new skin. "It's just that the doctor used too much medicine, and the skin has grown too much... I can only stay here for a while for observation."
The back of his hand began to wriggle as if it were alive. A few small pieces of skin the size of fingernails protruded and trembled like waves at the seaside, which made people feel itchy and uncomfortable to watch.
Lin Qi didn't care. Although it was a little itchy, it was similar to the feeling of bare skin during sword practice in winter, so it was not difficult to accept. He scratched his hands together and raised his chin towards the deeper part of the school hospital. "Mu Lin's illness is still more serious - but you probably won't be able to see her now. The doctor is discussing countermeasures with several teachers."
"No, Mulin's family can't put pressure on the school, so I have to go and speak for her." Heda couldn't sit still. Even though she knew she couldn't provide any reasonable help for the condition, she still tried her best.
"Then I'll go too." Amy, who was also from a noble family, followed. Tuttle hesitated for a moment, thinking that it wouldn't take too many people to take care of Lynch, so he apologized and chased after him to the door of the ward.
Only Edith and Bell were left by Lynch's side.
"Is the drawing over? What's the result?" Lynch asked the two with concern, but his eyes were only looking in Edith's direction.
Bell noticed his little move, rolled his eyes, and pinched Lynch behind his back.
"Amy and I were drawn into a group and forced to compete internally." She spread her hands and said, "The bad news is that one of us will definitely lose. The good news is that one of us will definitely make it into the top 13."
The freshmen successfully made it into the top seven in the league, and this news was enough for all major newspapers to reserve a large space on the front page for special reports. The winner almost also won the right to get a head start on his future life.
Lin Qi nodded: "I'm afraid that both of you are holding back and dare not fight. But this is also good, at least it can ensure that you will not be too seriously injured in the next round."
Having said that, he glanced in the direction of Mulin's ward with concern.
Celeste Eddie...I hope she can fight against Zebulon, so that His Royal Highness can deal with this difficult opponent early.
Lynch unconsciously said out loud what he was thinking. Bell was silent for a moment, then forced his head to face Edith.
Lin Qi was a little confused, and it took him a long time to react: "Wait, no..."
"That's right. Lucky Zebulon didn't run into her, but unlucky Edith did." Edith shrugged. "It's just right. I avenged Mulin."
Lynch: “No!”
He suddenly stood up and looked at Edith's face anxiously: "Celeste is different. It's not a problem of strength, but a psychological problem. It's hard to judge what such a person is thinking."
"Go and complain to the principal. You have a good relationship with the principal, don't you?" He was eager to find a solution. "The first time she took the students away from the practice field, it could be said that she was ignorant. But the second time she hurt Mu Lin like this after being educated, the academy will definitely impose more restrictions on her."
Edith shook her head. "It's a little difficult."
"There is no rule in the league that says you can't kill your opponent."
After all, the competition is about the strongest level. If everyone is restrained by the death rule, it goes against the original intention of its establishment.
It is the job of the observers and referees to avoid death, and if a student does die, they will be the first to be held accountable.
Lin Qi shook his head: "That won't work either..."
He watched Mulin being carried back, his face pale and covered in blood, with mucus on his body stuck to his skin. If there was a part that was not covered by the healing spell, the stuff would quickly corrode the skin to the point of exposing the bone.
It was too dangerous, and he didn't want Edith to end up in the same situation.
Before he could say more, the doctor who was counting the time came out from the side and drove the two people out because their visiting time was over: "Okay, the patient needs to rest, please leave as soon as possible."
Edith: “?”
She turned to look at Lynch, who was looking down with a confused look on his face, staring at his hands with almost no visible wounds.
He needed a break? How could he not know that?
......
In the end, Edith decided not to argue with the doctor whose life was closely related to her.
She and Bell walked out of the hospital. Heda and the others didn't know what had happened, and they hadn't been kicked out yet, so they had to go to the dormitory together.
"I'm really busy and have a headache." Edith pressed her head, "I have to go to Dean Keith to help in the evening..."
Although she was busy, she did not plan to quit the job. Being an assistant in the dean's laboratory allowed her to be exposed to many spell details that she had never seen before, and she believed that this could help her research on magic circles.
Balancing work, study and life really makes her overwhelmed.
Belle didn't hear Edith's words. She was looking back at this moment, trying to see the figure inside through the window of the school hospital. But unfortunately, Lynch was sitting in her blind spot and didn't show any figure.
Bell turned his head with a heavy heart.
"Worried about your brother?"
Edith's face suddenly enlarged and appeared in front of her.
"Oh my god!" Bell was startled and took a long time to come back to his senses, "Don't scare me all of a sudden."
Edith said nothing, but just stared at Bell's face, appearing to be listening patiently.
Bell: "......"
Tried to muddle through and failed.
"Actually, I've wanted to ask you this for a long time." Edith narrowed her eyes, "Since you took the initiative to ask me to share a dormitory with you when you enrolled."
"You used Gray Green's name to gain my trust, but there was no follow-up. Why?"
"Because the teacher just asked me to help check on how you were doing." Bell sighed, "To be honest, I was really shocked when I found out that you were the kid from the slums he mentioned."
"He has been very worried about you. Marquis Charles did not tell him where you were, and said that you were bought by someone else as a companion. He could only believe it. It happened that I was old enough to go to college, so he asked me to help look for you."
"I asked you to share a dormitory with me because I wanted to help you. I didn't expect you to be so strong and help me in return. In this case, it's a bit strange to mention the teacher's instructions again."
That's why she has remained silent until now.
Edith nodded: "Very good, I guessed it, then what about Lynch?"
Bell: "...What Lynch."
Edith tilted her head. "Marquis Charles has only one heir. There is no reason for him to look for a companion just before the start of the school year. Something must have happened to the previous one. In addition, Gray mentioned to me at the time that he had a place in the academy, but he had to give it to someone else. Combining the two, it is easy to infer that Gray took Lynch's original companion away, so he was forced to take on the burden of finding another one."
Bell: "That only means that I am his study partner—"
"Because you two have the same hair and eye color, similar eyebrows and eyes, and almost no difference when you cover your nose and mouth. How about this answer?"
White hair is not uncommon among the nobles, and neither are golden eyes, but the combination of the two is uncommon, so it is normal to make that association.
Bell seemed to admit defeat and nodded: "I am indeed related to Lynch by blood."
"My original name is Bell Charles, the child of Marquis Charles and an unknown lady. He probably kept me because he was obsessed with the child, but he didn't expect his wife to get pregnant two months later. Lynch and I have the same father but different mothers. We grew up as companions and masters until I was chosen by Gray who came to visit me when I was 13 years old. Only then did I get rid of the fate of being a foil."
She downplayed the incident, hiding the more painful experience: "I don't hate Lynch. Although he was spoiled and restless at the time, he was stupid and never did anything bad."
Edith: "...That's a really harsh assessment."
She had heard from Heda that many families would send illegitimate children to school as companions, but she did not expect this phenomenon to be so common.
Illegitimate child...wait, isn't Celeste also an illegitimate child?
…
Night, Dean Keith's laboratory.
"Thank you for your hard work, Edith." The more Dean Keith looked at her, the more he liked her.
Edith successfully entered the top 25 of the league, and did her usual assistant work very well, much better than those apprentices who had just joined the association. She was also gradually willing to entrust some more confidential work to them.
The experiment tonight was almost finished. The dean looked at the time and asked in surprise, "Why is it already this late?"
I almost forgot the important task that someone asked me to do.
"Edith, please help me take these materials to the teacher's area next door." She took out a few bundled papers from the table and handed them to Edith. "And this box of materials is quite valuable. Please hand it over to the other teacher in person."
"Okay, teacher." Edith responded skillfully, "May I ask who should I entrust it to?"
"Professor Scott, who teaches Potions - ah, I forgot, he doesn't seem to be teaching your class. Do you want me to draw a portrait for you?"
Edith: Oh, Shelly.
"Thank you, no thanks, I know him."
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