“Freshman...why did you break your tooth just after you entered school? Is it so unlucky?”
In the medical department, a female doctor wearing a white coat and black stockings raised her thin round eyes and glanced at the big boy sitting on the chair, "Let me guess, did you fall in the cafeteria?"
"Um."
“Although it’s off topic, I still want to mention one more thing. Has the canteen been renovated recently?”
"Why do you ask?"
“You are the seventeenth person to come to have your teeth filled.”
“Maybe the floor is a little slippery.”
Avoiding the doubtful gaze of the female doctor in front of him, Lancelot turned to look out the window at the dimly lit Castle Academy.
Today is Sunday, two days have passed since Freedom Day.
It is still early, white and cold. In this kind of sky, everything is like looking through frosted glass. People walking on the road are like birds flying in the lake. Only fleeting shadows can be seen.
Suddenly he turned around and didn't know why. He could only stop for a moment and then put up his collar again to block Qiu Han's head and hurriedly walked deeper into the college.
There is never a shortage of hard-working people in Kassel College. Even in the early morning after dawn, many figures in school uniforms have already appeared on the paths between the castles. On the deep cobblestone paths, there are figures walking in and out of each other's arms.
Reading morning books, seniors wearing headphones went for a morning run on the sycamore leaves that were covered with a layer of pale green by the sky.
Everything was as quiet as a painting, everyone seemed to know what they should do, and the urging sounds of the cardinals on the maple trees seemed to be disturbing.
The female doctor couldn't help but yawn while listening to the chirping of birds outside the window. It was really too early now, but the medical department of Kassel College was also staffed 24 hours a day. There would always be people in this kind of school in the middle of the night.
A few useless people were carried here in miserable condition. The most common ones were probably people from the equipment department. They were almost half dead every time they came. If no one in the medical department had been there, the equipment department would have closed down quickly due to the loss of manpower.
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The female doctor was on the night shift and had about half an hour to go off work. But Lancelot sat in front of her. She could only muster up her energy to finish dealing with the last patient. She turned her pen and tapped the paper in her hand.
The medical record said, "I have seen your oral CT film. The tooth is not seriously broken and the nerve of the tooth is not damaged. It can be filled with resin. As for the tooth that has completely fallen out, you are pretty lucky and can be replanted."
The periodontal ligament near the posterior cavity has healed very well, and I will be able to eat normally in about a week.”
"One more question, I just came to work and I picked up a dozen students who also had broken or missing teeth, including freshmen and sophomores, and they all said they fell in the cafeteria. Did you get into a group fight in the cafeteria?
?” The female doctor looked at Lancelot and asked, “The pork knuckle is delicious, so there’s no need to jump in line and cause a dispute, right?”
“It’s not because of the pig’s knuckle...Thank you, doctor. Can I have my tooth filled this afternoon?” Lancelot said.
“Can’t it be in the morning? There are no classes in school today, Sunday?”
“I have some things to run in the morning, club matters.”
The female doctor glanced at the club badge on Lancelot's chest and nodded, "I can do it for you in advance if it's earlier in the morning. There are a lot of people making appointments in the afternoon, so I might not be able to schedule you. You can come and make a trip.
If you really don’t have it, come tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Lancelot nodded.
"If you are a Lion Heart Club, go and help publicize it in the school. Recently, the students who had their teeth filled and repaired have been a little behind. The resin and porcelain teeth are almost used up. It will probably be Thursday when they are replenished.
If the pain is too severe to eat, it is recommended to eat liquid food, and our medical department will recommend improved recipes to the canteen," the female doctor said.
"Thank you." Lancelot stood up, thanked him and walked to the door. When he opened the door and was about to go out, he found that another patient was already standing at the door.
She was a girl about 1.7 meters tall, with a slim figure, dark hair, transparent and fair skin, and a somewhat calm temperament. She raised her head and looked at Lancelot who came out. Without saying a word, they both took a step to the left, and then went back.
The right gave way.
"What a coincidence?" Lancelot couldn't help but ask.
If he remembered well, the girl in front of him seemed to be called Susie? She was the sniper of their Lions Heart Club. She performed very well during the Freedom Day. Many people in the Lions Heart Club remembered this girl.
Son, I didn’t expect that the two of them would meet here by chance.
The girl raised her head and glanced at Lancelot when she heard the sound, but she didn't say hello as expected. Instead, she made sure that he wouldn't move when he spoke to him, and then walked past him expressionlessly and walked inside.
I had absolutely no intention of replying to what he said, not even the most basic hello.
Lancelot, who was ignored at the door, paused. He raised his hand and touched his nose awkwardly without saying anything. However, he still couldn't help but turned his head and looked inside, only to find that Susie was sitting on the bench where he had been. On the morning, the female doctor lamented, covered her forehead, put back the things she was going to pack after get off work, and muttered, "Why is there another dentist..."
At this time, when Susie, who was sitting on the chair, opened her mouth, Lancelot saw that the girl was missing one of her molars. He suddenly understood why the girl stopped talking to him, his face twitched, and his eyes immediately changed.
They seemed to be in sympathy with each other.
"Alas." Lancelot rubbed the corner of his mouth, as if he still had some phantom pain, so he could only close the door and walked outside with a sigh.
After leaving the attic of the Medical Department, Lancelot rolled up the medical records and stuffed them into the inside. He looked up at the quiet campus, took two steps forward and raised his hand to greet a man holding a large pile.
The girl who happened to be passing by said, "Senior, could you please ask, where is the kendo club going?"
“I’m not a senior, I’m an assistant.” The girl who was a few years older than Lancelot turned to look at him, gently pulled down the black and white plaid scarf with her index finger and said with a chuckle.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t recognize you. I thought you were about the same age as me.” Lancelot paused and immediately admitted his mistake.
"There is no need to apologize, is there the Kendo Club? Although I have only been in the academy for a short time, it seems that the only one in the Kendo Club school is the student union. Their venue should be over there in Niflheim. There is an artificial area in the school.
Do you know about the lake? It’s the one with the stone bridge on it. The Kendo Club is a little past the artificial lake. You should be able to find it when you walk there.”
“…It’s much clearer now, thank you.” Lancelot nodded.
“It’s okay, but wouldn’t it be too early to go to the Kendo Club at this time?” The girl was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly asked sideways.
"I have some things to do." Lancelot said, "It's a little early to go to the library at this time, isn't it? The library shouldn't be open yet."
"It's almost time to leave, just walk by, and I brought breakfast." The girl shook the breakfast bag hanging on her little finger and persuaded, "I suggest you have breakfast before going to the kendo club. Don't eat.
Just getting beaten will hurt a lot."
"Being beaten? No...I'm just looking for someone." Lancelot was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other person thought he was a member of the Kendo Club.
"I know, it's better to go after dinner. I haven't given out donuts recently." The girl smiled and nodded, said something that Lancelot couldn't understand, turned around and left with the book in her arms.
Lancelot looked at the girl's back as she walked towards the big library in a daze, but in the end he shook his head and assumed that she had misunderstood. He turned around and walked in the direction of the Kendo Club indicated by the girl.
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In front of Niflheim is a huge artificial lake. When Lancelot passed through the artificial lake, the sky finally began to light up, and his vision became clearer and clearer, as if the frosted glass had been sliced thin. Not long after walking, Lan
Slott saw the Kendo tribe's house by the lake.
The classic sloping roof has a Japanese shrine-like style, except for the vermilion torii gate. Thinking of the kendo, Lancelot recognized his destination at a glance.
Cassel College has only one kendo club, and this kendo club is also affiliated with the student union. At this point, there should be no members in the kendo club. After all, Lancelot heard from the seniors in the Lion Heart Club that all the people in the student union are
Lazy dog, when the Lionheart Club was doing morning exercises in the Norton Hall with bright lights, the president of their student union was most likely still sleeping on the big cashmere bed and snoring. The only person awake might be looking for a table with his hands up in confusion.
Serve half-drunk Bordeaux wine to quench your thirst.
But when he walked under the triangular eaves of the Kendo Department, Lancelot heard the faint sound of bamboo swords striking and the muffled sound of his body hitting the floor. This meant that someone was using the venue inside.
Lancelot was not surprised when he heard the sound, or rather he was relieved. It seemed that the courtship post on the forum was true. If you want to find that person, you should come to the student union in the morning.
The Kendo Club was enough. After taking a breath and organizing the words in his mind, he immediately stepped onto the stairs, opened the door from under the eaves, and got into the house.
Walking through the wooden corridor, the closer you get to the depths, the clearer the sound of the bamboo sword is. It seems that just by listening to the sound, you can see the bamboo fibers popping out when the bamboo joints burst, which is enough to show how strong the person wielding the bamboo sword is.
It seems that they are not sparring but fighting. Often when the sound of the collision of bamboo swords stops, there is a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. But after a while, the sound of the collision of bamboo swords will always sound again, and it will become more and more intense.
before.
When he walked to the door, Lancelot was almost sure that there was the person he wanted to find in the gym behind the door. Through the paper window on the door, he could almost see the intertwined figures inside, and the raised bamboos
When the sword was swung down like a whip, only a nearly curved black shadow could be seen, and it hit the weapon on the other side, causing the opponent to retreat step by step.
Lancelot took a deep breath and gently opened the door, but before he could finish opening it, the shadow behind the paper window became larger and larger, and the door flew away violently, along with him in the corridor behind.
Fell to the ground!
Lancelot was hit in the chest and coughed out for the first time. Only then did the person pressing on him realize his presence, turned to look at him and prepared to get up.
Lancelot also raised his head and glanced at the guy who flew out. As soon as he saw the other person's face, he reflexively raised his hands to protect his face. His movements were as agile as if they were engraved in his DNA.
On top of him, Chu Zihang silently glanced at Lancelot, who was covering half of his face, grabbed the bamboo sword on the side, stood up, and walked indoors... At this time, Lancelot also discovered
Chu Zihang's face was already turning purple and blue, he was sweating profusely and his hands and feet were trembling a little.
What is he doing?
Before Lancelot could react, Chu Zihang had already walked inside.
“Wait a minute, you are Chu Zihang, right? I am a member of the Lionheart Club, and former president Erwin asked me to...”
Lancelot was about to call out to Chu Zihang, but as soon as he said the words, dozens of looks from the room instantly shut him up.
In the gym where the light was not very bright, dozens of students wearing school uniforms and club badges were sitting on both sides of the gym in an orderly manner. When Lancelot broke in and opened his mouth, there was nothing but the clash of swords in the gym.
During the silence, they all cast sharp glances at the rash boy, as if they were scolding a child who broke into an important meeting for no reason.
And when Lancelot caught the sharpest and most vivid one among the dozens of gazes, he consciously swallowed back what he wanted to say. He recognized the boy in the middle of the dojo who was wearing only a white T-shirt and looked like a depressing monster.
The boy also grabbed the broken bamboo sword and glanced at him calmly. In the not-so-bright room, the golden eyes that shone with a faint golden color hit his chest like a heavy hammer and took a few steps back.
Sweat broke out.
In the field, Lin Nian threw away the broken bamboo sword. Some of the students kneeling beside him immediately rushed over and handed over a new one. After taking it, he turned to look at the man who was staggering and was covered in sweat.