Chapter 10 News
In the morning, in the western suburb of Eaglewind, at St. Amanda's School.
In the campus in the morning, teachers are teaching students in many classrooms. Now is the class time, and except for the classrooms, other places are empty and quiet.
In the school library, sunlight poured in through the window into the room lined with bookshelves. A white-haired girl sat at the desk, flipping through the book in front of her with boredom, yawning from time to time.
"Well, there is a price to pay for always taking leave..."
Dorothy yawned and murmured that due to the action against the Holy Communion, Dorothy had taken a long leave of absence and had not been to school for a few days recently. She had fallen behind in many courses, so she was studying here to make up for the missed lessons.
Although it is somewhat difficult for ordinary people to rely solely on self-study, it is extremely simple for Dorothy, who is well-versed in it. It is not easy for her to catch up on all the courses. She finds it boring to read these spiritual books.
"Hey... Whether it was before or now, going to school is always boring. The main reason is that there is not much spiritual content in what I read, so it's hard to get motivated..."
Dorothy thought of this in boredom, and then she decided to read something else to change her taste, so she grabbed a few copies of the Daily Eagle Winter newspaper on the other side of the table and began to read the news. This was also a way for her to understand this strange world.
Next, Dorothy began to complain internally while reading the newspaper.
"Jones Airship Company has received a large number of government orders. Is this a sign of further development of the Kingdom's air transport industry? Or is it a prelude to the establishment of the Kingdom's Sky Force?"
"Airship... Unfortunately I don't have enough knowledge of mechanics at the moment. Otherwise, I could copy some airplane designs and become the Wright brothers from another world..."
"The situation in the New World is becoming increasingly tense. There are constant frictions with the Farano colony. Violence caused by the barbaric natives has reached a new high. The authorities are considering tougher repressive measures. In addition, piracy has not been eradicated. Affected by many factors, freight from the New World will inevitably be affected. The price increase of many commodities is foreseeable..."
"Indigenous riots in the New World? Frictions among colonies? Pirates? Why does it feel like technology has reached the 19th century... but the situation in this world still feels a bit like the 17th or 18th century..."
Then Dorothy quickly turned the pages, past the national and world news, and looked at the local news.
"A bloody tragedy! A gentry from Purple Shirt was brutally murdered in his Igwinter mansion! All the servants in the house were killed, and the neighbors heard fierce gunfire!"
"Wow, it's in the newspaper now." Dorothy's eyes lit up when she saw the content on the board, and then she continued to read on.
"It is reported that Mr. Burton Weir was a gentle and friendly person in his previous life. The person who committed such a murder is simply unforgivable. Sheriff Jack reminds all citizens that if the criminal is still at large, they must pay attention to safety when traveling at night. They will do their best to arrest the criminal and bring him to justice."
"Haha... Mr. Burton is really 'gentle and friendly'. And these policemen are brave enough to say that. This case is not their turn to handle..."
Dorothy smiled contemptuously, then continued to turn the pages, focusing her eyes on another piece of local news.
"Lord Field once again accused the Egwent police of ignoring the vast majority of poor people at the bottom of the city.
"Viscount Field claimed that the vast majority of poor people in Igwinter, especially the lonely ones, are being threatened by various criminal groups. Many people have gone missing, but because most of the missing people are lonely and helpless, no one has reported the case to the police. The police just sit back and watch the crime spread... It is reported that Viscount Field is a social philanthropist who cares about the living conditions of the lower classes. He often goes to the lower city to carry out charity activities and is deeply loved. Since he came to Igwinter six months ago..."
"Missing cases? Criminal group? It can't be a communion party... If it is really a communion party, the police can't do anything about it... And if those guys are really a communion party, isn't it dangerous for Viscount Field to say these things publicly?"
Looking at the newspaper in her hand, Dorothy thought thoughtfully, and at this moment, she heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, isn't this Miss Meshhos? It's rare that you come to school today."
Hearing the voice, Dorothy turned her head and saw Odd Fitch, dressed in school uniform, standing in the middle of the bookshelf, sweeping the dust on the bookshelf with a chicken blanket.
"I came here now that I've finished this matter. I have to study and go to school. I don't want to wait until the end of the semester to give my brother a report card full of Cs and Ds. He'll be so mad at me." Dorothy closed the newspaper in her hand and continued to speak to Odditch.
"Thank you for troubling me these days, sir. Otherwise, the teacher would not agree to allow me so many days off."
"Trouble? No, no, no... I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me with the task. Besides, I have taken your money, so I must make sure it is done well, don't you think, Miss Meshhouse?" Oddfinch continued to talk with a smile, and Dorothy couldn't help but complain in her heart.
"How dare you say that... My brother paid for me to study here, and you charge me extra money for taking a leave. You also say something like, 'The tuition fee has gone to the school board, and it's not with me, so I'm helping you unilaterally and I must charge you a little handling fee...'"
Fortunately, the leave fee for Oldman was not expensive, just a few coins. However, Dorothy was more or less dissatisfied that a small company like Oldman had to get involved in business.
"You make everything look like business. Can you increase your spirituality by doing business?"
After complaining in her heart, Dorothy suddenly thought of something, and she spoke to Odditch again.
"By the way, Mr. Odrich, may I ask you, can you tell fortunes?"
Dorothy asked Oddmire that after the previous divination counterattack, she also became interested in divination.
"Divination? I only know a little bit about it... If you are interested in divination, I can teach you some simple ones. Of course, you know the price..." As he spoke, Odditch looked at Dorothy and a familiar smile appeared on his face.
"As far as the method is concerned, simple divination is not worth much money. I'll give you a bargain, 40 pounds will do..."
Dorothy listened to what Oddrich said with a cold expression on her face. Then she silently took out a few banknotes from her wallet and handed them to Oddrich, paying more than half of her existing property in one go.
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