Chapter 146 He had seen her before she became famous.
As the only student in the dormitory who was going to take the first-year pharmacy exam, Heda had to study until the last day. She gritted her teeth and reviewed all night in a relaxed atmosphere. She entered the examination room with the three dormitory friends seeing her off, and finally left with a sad face.
Edith observed and felt relieved.
I can still cry, it's not a big problem.
"Okay, okay, at least the exam is over." She patted the other person's shoulder soothingly. Hedda tilted her head and rested her head on Edith's shoulder.
"It's terrible." She was still frightened. "I will never choose the School of Pharmacy."
It’s hard to imagine that there are people who love and are good at this thing—hmm
She turned to look at Edith.
It's still hard to imagine.
"Fortunately, the test was not too difficult this time." Tuttle came out of the classroom, his eyes paused on Hedda for a moment, and he frowned slightly, "...basically all textbook knowledge."
Hedda closed her eyes in despair: "I would rather it be harder."
If everyone does poorly on the exam, your poor performance won't stand out as particularly bad.
Edith patted her shoulder speechlessly. Hedda's grades were not bad, and her score in the top 50 was far better than most people's.
It’s just because the people around me have better results that I feel average in comparison.
"Get up when you feel good about the performance." She whispered in Heda's ear. Heda immediately stood up with a start, looking normal: "Is it time for dinner?"
Bell: "...Yes."
It seems that everything is fine. I worried for nothing.
......
night.
After dinner, Edith took the Turner family's carriage and went home with Hedda to show her face.
"According to my great-grandfather, he hopes you can stay for Christmas." Hedda in the car was obviously not as relaxed as she was in the restaurant. "I rejected it for you. Just say you plan to go to your sister's teacher's house."
Edith nodded. "Thank you."
The league is amazing.
The first time she met old Turner, although he was respectful, it was obvious that he only respected her for her status as the "family heir's companion". Therefore, when she went out for the summer carnival, she was not invited or stopped.
At that time, the Turner family was not even willing to pay the extra tuition for pharmacy, so in order to "study", she had to use the savings in her private treasury.
But after she became famous in the league, her stay or departure became a hot topic. Old Turner personally asked about it, which showed that she took it very seriously.
Hedda sighed heavily.
"I don't think my great-grandfather will give up easily. You still have to deal with it on your own. As for my father——"
She narrowed her eyes. "Don't worry about him. And his new wife, don't worry about him either. If you want to scold me, scold me. If you want to hit me, it's better to let me do it."
Her father, who wanted the new wife's child to be the heir, certainly didn't want to see powerful people around him, so it was inevitable that he hated Edith. But they were just a few idiots and couldn't cause much trouble.
Edith chuckled, "It's only one night, how much of a conflict can it cause?"
"Fools do stupid things at any time." Heda said seriously.
During the conversation, the carriage slowly stopped. Heda could sense the hostility outside through the curtain, took a deep breath, stretched out her hand with a stern face, and let the butler lead her down.
Her old father, new mother, and stupid brothers and sisters who were not very smart stood in a row right in front of her.
No great-grandfather. That's right, he is in poor health and has limited time to wake up during the day. It's really unlikely that he will come out so late.
Edith went down the other side and was temporarily out of sight. When she stood alone in front of everyone, she almost thought she had turned back into the helpless Hedda she once was.
The group of people in front of her obviously thought so too.
"You still know how to come back." Duke Turner scolded, "What a shame!"
"You didn't reply to any of my letters, didn't listen when I asked you to come home, didn't attend any of my dances, and just messed around in the academy all day long!"
Hedda snorted coldly. Before she could speak, Mrs. Turner pretended to be gentle and explained for the Duke: "Don't be angry. It's just that your father organized two balls and told others that you would come. Yes, he didn't inform you in advance, but you can't keep silent."
"If you can't come, at least tell me. After all, those two balls are prepared for your marriage."
"What do you mean she can't come? She has to come back if I tell her to!" Duke Turner glared.
Even her seven-year-old brother grumbled, "You've been in the academy for a semester, and I haven't seen you participate in the league yet. Is that okay?"
A mess.
bother.
Very annoying.
These were the first words I heard when I got home.
She could have retorted by opening her mouth, could have silenced them forever by raising her wand, but Hedda had no intention of moving. She lost all interest when she saw the faces of the people in front of her.
What can they do? Great-grandfather won't drive them away. There's still tomorrow after today's quarrel. There's even a whole month before the Christmas Eve Festival. Compared to the torture that will be endured later, it seems unnecessary to drive away the voices now.
"Speak!" Duke Turner's anger had been accumulating for half a year, and he finally found an outlet at this moment, "I asked you to speak——"
"——Your land really needs to be repaired."
A voice came from the side of the carriage.
Everyone turned to look and saw Edith walking towards them from behind with a frown on her face, occasionally raising her wand to clean the stones stuck in the soles of her shoes.
Why would they use such thick stones to pave the road? They got stuck in the gaps in the soles of my shoes and could only be removed with magic.
The words that Duke Turner hadn't finished were stuck in his throat.
The figure in front of him was familiar yet strange, but if he remembered correctly, the girl of the same age who got off Heda's car could only be a——
"I'm sorry, Edith." Heda called out the other person's name directly, "I can't help it. Idiots are in charge of the household."
Roughly ground stone was much cheaper than gravel, and the new Mrs. Turner was stupid and greedy. She didn't care about the functional purpose or whether the guests who came to the Turner family would feel contemptuous. She just waved her pen and had the craftsmen fill in the stone.
Edith clicked her tongue.
She looked at the long gravel road in front of her, then at her worn-out shoes, and decisively took out her magic wand, allowing a red light to spread from under her feet.
A reinforcement spell that can temporarily hold the stones together.
The red light shot out with a sharp sound and slid past everyone's feet.
Mrs. Turner was already familiar with Edith's name. When she saw the spreading curse, she screamed and staggered back. Her son was too young to hide the truth on his face. His expression was distorted and he fell to the ground in a second. He banged his legs and cried out in pain, but he still crawled to a place without red light.
And Duke Turner's face turned pale immediately.
Edith Griffin.
It's her.
He was a civilian who looked ordinary at first and made him feel most at ease.
When she first came to Turner House, Hedda had not been so out of control. This companion named Edith was at least half responsible for his daughter's current unruly state.
He had seen her before she became famous. She was pale, thin, and looked poor. She didn't look like a wizard. He was glad that Heda had chosen such a companion, because she looked weak and could not provide any help.
Why did it become like this?
Ever since Edith defeated Prince Campbell in the promotion match, he often received compliments from all kinds of people at various banquets. They all said, congratulations, you have found such a great companion for your heir, you have a good eye for talent: congratulations, at least for the next hundred years you don’t have to worry about the decline of your family, and you can enjoy your old age after the transfer of the title.
Duke Turner could only force a smile on his face, follow what others said to praise Edith, and pretend to be very proud. But in fact, after the banquet, his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
If Hedda inherits the title of Duke.
If Edith were allowed to help Hedda.
He would definitely die the day after losing his title. The cause of death might be a serious illness, revenge, or an accident... In short, there is no such thing as a peaceful old age.
At most, Heda would not move her because of her grandfather, but if she could secure her position as the head of the family without the help of the power of the only wizard in the family, then her existence would obviously be unnecessary.
Edith should be disposed of... Edith should be disposed of now...
Duke Turner came back to his senses from his panic, and his voice came before his fear: "Who allowed you--"
"Your great-grandfather isn't here?" Edith looked around. "I thought he would be here in person."
"I sincerely invite you, but my body can't bear it." Hedda laughed twice, "Let's go, we will see you tomorrow morning."
She ignored Duke Turner and the others, and took Edith's hand and left the courtyard. The noise faded away, and only silence remained in the courtyard. The servants dared not make a sound, but only lowered their heads and listened quietly to Duke Turner's heavy breathing.
"...who invited her?" Mrs. Turner's voice trembled.
"Shut up!" Duke Turner suddenly became furious.
Damn it! Why is everyone on Hedda's side? Grandfather actually invited Edith even though he knew he hated her. Really, really -
He screamed and rushed out of the Turner family's door.
......
Compared to the Turner family members who were treating them as enemies, Edith completely implemented the word "relax" and ignored all the friendly or malicious looks.
Anyway, even if someone was whispering behind her back, as long as she pulled out her wand, everyone would quickly shut up and do their own thing with a pale face.
Comfortable!
"My apologies. Grandfather has to entertain guests again." Hedda poured Edith a cup of tea. "He asked me to express his deepest apologies. See you this afternoon."
"I don't mind." Edith shrugged. "But what kind of guest is coming so suddenly?"
Heda's great-grandfather obviously had not arranged any schedule for today until last night. Who could have come so early in the morning to be received and the conversation lasted the entire morning?
"The person in charge of the Giles family." Heda lowered his voice, "I don't know what to say."
Edith raised an eyebrow.
The Giles family?
Why are they here again?
Heda knew most of the things, but the Turners didn’t know that in the eyes of their great-grandfather, the man in charge was indeed worth seeing as he wielded powerful life magic.
Although the magic is actually in Edith's hands.
Edith narrowed her eyes slightly; "Life force..."
It just so happens that what Old Turner lacks most is vitality, so he will sleep forever. With this bargaining chip in hand, the leader of the Giles family can get whatever he wants.
"I'm more curious about what your family has that would be of interest to the Giles family."
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