Chapter 39 Do you want to eat first, take a shower first, or~
The final exam of Minerva House is different from other branches of Homemon Watts: black tea and coffee are prepared in the lecture hall where light incense is lit, and snacks are available at any time. Noble students in the magic department come here early to fill in the exams.
Good list, I collected the test papers for each subject, laid out a blanket on the seat by the floor-to-ceiling window, and finished answering each subject before 6pm. If you can't attend, you can also apply to the professor for assessment by project report, in short it is very convenient
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The military department is in another classroom with no floor-to-ceiling windows. The skylight is locked with a small iron grille, as if to guard against thieves. The candidates, whose school uniform sleeves are embroidered with green leaves, also came early. You have to bring hot water by yourself, otherwise
In the winter, if your fingers are frozen, you will not be able to finish the hundreds of pages of the paper. If you are more careful, you can also bring a blanket, or ask the school to buy lunch and eat it in a hurry. If you have a knighthood, you can have more snacks. But.
Most of the students in this subject are the second sons or daughters of small local nobles, and they probably don't have such comfort.
Only those with flower buds embroidered on their sleeves could go to the large classroom with floor-to-ceiling windows and sunshine, order some drinks and snacks, and answer questions quietly.
Lana looked at the ceiling and tried to remember the lecture notes he had memorized these days. He always felt that the general knowledge of magic and modeling were too unfamiliar and boring. Fiona forced him to memorize it, and he was not active for a few days. The same was true for other people, or
He recited it hurriedly, hurriedly hiding the piece of paper in his sleeve, or engraved it on the table.
Only when you see someone coming to the examination room can you laugh a few times.
Griffith is the only one with a title in the Military Department. He has a tall and tall figure, a sharp face, a clean shaven chin, and eyebrows like sword blades. Everyone remembers that when he first came here, he looked like a tree with roots stained with soil.
I also dress up for the day, and my face becomes pale. Although the clothes I wear are military uniforms, they are still made-to-order woolen fabrics that cost money. They are not like the uniforms that many people wash and starch repeatedly, and they are particularly crisp.
As soon as Griffith arrived at the examination room, all the students in the military department looked at him and laughed, and some shouted: "Xiao Yugan, you are playing with girls, why did you kneel down three times!"
He didn't answer. He just took out a volume of documents from his school bag and placed it in front of the teaching assistant: "I have applied for a paper on etching calculations and a report on prophecy and divination with the professors."
When Lana saw it, he deliberately shouted loudly: "Didn't you lose to a girl? Where did the paper come from? Could it be..."
Griffith turned his head, opened his eyes and said, "Shut up!"
Nona also laughed and raised her hand: "That's right, I saw with my own eyes the day before yesterday that Fiona built a defense tower at the door and used artillery to block the second mine and beat you!"
Griffith's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he argued: "If you use tactics, you can't be considered a loser... Can the engineers building fortifications and blocking the door be considered a loser?"
Someone else shouted:
"Then being jumped to death by the ranger counts as a loss?"
"How does it feel to kill someone with a single punch for 200k?"
Griffith muttered words one after another, such as "use tower milk shush to defeat the weak", "elf imba", "oh, shut up" and so on. Everyone burst into laughter, and the whole examination room was full of excitement.
Cheerful air.
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"How will you spend your weekend tomorrow?"
At night, Lana sat in the back row and watched Griffith get up after finally finishing the exam. The 1.9-meter knight stood up from the small table and chair and shook twice like a bear emerging from a honey jar.
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"I'll go set it up and meet you for hot pot tomorrow night."
Griffith said with a serious expression. However, the test papers were handed in, and there was nothing he could do about it. No matter how worried he was, it would not help. However, he bought a small house in the town with no access control and no prefects. It was better than a dormitory. I thought
I think it's very pleasant. Although everyone talked about him before the exam, on weekends, they all wanted to spend the night in his room.
Griffith took a sip of ice-cold coffee, and his frozen face gradually recovered. Kurala came over again and asked, "Griffith, you won't fail the exam, will you?"
Griffith glanced at the girl with white hair and red eyes, and hummed with an air of disdain, feeling that she was even more unlovable. Lasalle then asked: "Who will help you with tutoring if you fail the exam, Miss Elf?"
Or the countess?"
Griffith immediately looked depressed and uneasy, his face was covered with a layer of gray, and he said something; this time it was all "no, no, no", "I have a guaranteed victory" and the like.
Some people didn't understand. At this time, everyone burst into laughter. The atmosphere inside and outside the examination room was filled with joy.
At these times, Rana could laugh along, and Griffith would never have an attack. When he left the examination room and walked outside, Griffith discovered that Rana did not go back to the dormitory, but walked towards the street with him.
go.
"You live outside?"
Lana nodded slightly: "Fiona insisted on buying it and spent tens of thousands of silver coins. She will come to me later."
"Oh" Griffith understood immediately, "What did you do in Verona in the fall?"
"What else could it be? Marching and fighting, studying for lessons, and having some fun."
"What exactly is fun?"
Speaking of this, Lana suddenly became interested: "Fiona originally brought it up. I was very hesitant and didn't have the courage, and she even laughed at me. But after trying it, Griffith, you and I
Tell me, the passion that makes your body and soul tremble is truly unimaginable!"
"..." Griffith was speechless for a moment.
"Then I took the initiative to bring it up, and it got out of hand. As long as it was a safe time, I couldn't stop all night," Lana said, his eyes shining, "Fiona couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only beg me.
Go find someone else to play, hahaha!"
"What are you talking about..." Griffith became more and more confused.
"You can come and try it another day!" Lana made an astonishing suggestion, "Invite Galadia and Sonia during the winter vacation. Let's go together. The more people we have, the more exciting it will be!"
"Can we still have five people together?"
"Of course," Lana nodded repeatedly, "only when there are more people can we let it go."
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Griffith returned to the hut. The moment he closed the door, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
Although I don't come here often, my cabin feels like home, and even the cold air is particularly pleasant.
He lit the fireplace, took off his coat, put away the food and drinks he had purchased, and was about to prepare to welcome his classmates as guests tomorrow. At this moment, he heard a gentle noise in the kitchen, and subconsciously pressed the hilt of his sword.
Lean over.
He tiptoed, looked around, and found a moving figure in the kitchen. Before he could see clearly, the figure flashed out:
"Good evening! You are finally back!"
Galadia was wearing an apron, holding a spoon in her hand and twirling it in the steaming cauldron, and then scooped out a bowl.
Griffith was startled. Before he could figure out what was going on, the girl had already tilted her head towards him with crooked eyebrows:
"I've been waiting for you for a long time! You have to eat first and take a shower first.