After climbing into the carriage, a listless male conductor stood at the door. After glancing at the student certificate in Art's hand, he lazily took out a small box and said to Art.
:
"Five copper coins, thank you."
Art didn't say anything more and consciously handed over the five copper coins he had prepared. His daily living budget today is fifty copper coins, which includes the ten copper coins needed to go to and from school, and to buy breakfast and lunch.
Thirty copper coins, and the rest are just in case.
The regional book fees and the like should be directly included in the fifteen gold coins of the tuition, so there is no need to worry about it anymore.
After paying the fare, Art walked deeper into the carriage. This carriage was really very similar to modern buses on Earth, and the seat layout was almost exactly the same.
Similarly, all the seats near the front have been taken up. Although there are still a few empty seats near the front, there are people sitting next to them. Art doesn't want to sit with these unknown people and just sit alone.
I sat in the empty seat in the last row, keeping a certain distance from other people.
Not long after, as the front part of the car made a rumbling sound, the carriage began to vibrate, and the surrounding environment began to slowly recede. The bus finally started and drove slowly towards the Doll Academy in the city center.
"Hey, I have to go to school today! Which class are you in?"
After a long waiting time, some people in the car who knew each other started to communicate. Judging from the topics of communication, they felt very excited and fresh about it. After all, as children of this era, if they did not learn
, then there is a high chance that they will have to work in the farmland for the rest of their lives, or they will embark on the road of no return as adventurers.
"I went to Clarkin's class and heard the adults say that this teacher is the best!"
"Nonsense, Teacher Barak is the one. He is the owner of the doll factory in the city! After graduating from his class, you can go directly to work there! You can get a salary of eight silver coins every month!"
"But Mr. Clarkin lives not far from me. He is very good to me. If anything goes wrong with the dolls nearby, I always go to him to fix them. He also fixed my Wade."
Listening to the voices of the children arguing nearby, Art never heard anyone talk about the teacher Sarayetti, and he began to feel a little worried in his heart.
"Hey, look, this guy is so short, haha!"
Just when Art was about to squint for a while, there was a sudden burst of harsh ridicule in his ears. He thought it was laughing at himself and opened his eyes. When the situation required it to let him understand the vocabulary of an adult, he was surprised.
He discovered that the target of ridicule was not him, but a little girl who had sat next to him at some point.
This girl has short curly chestnut hair, wears a linen hat, and is much shorter in height and build than Art. But now that she has been laughed at, she is trying to huddle in the corner while also
Trembling constantly.
What a poor child, but thank you very much for blocking the knife for me... Art looked at the trembling girl and sighed in his heart. If it hadn't been for her, he would have been ridiculed now.
"Wait, she doesn't seem to be a human being..." Suddenly, a sharp-eyed child seemed to notice something, pointed at the little girl and said: "Look! Her ears are pointed!"
"Pointy ears?" The group of children who were mocking her suddenly fell silent, staring at the girl's ears carefully one by one. As the person closest to her, Art couldn't help but look at this short little one curiously.
Girl something.
Sure enough, I didn't notice the problem with her ears before just because they were blocked by the hat. Now after changing the angle slightly, I can actually see a small section of pointed ears... Is she an elf? But in my impression
Shouldn't all the elves be tall and thin...
"It turns out she's only half a human. No wonder she's so short..." After realizing that she was not a normal person, the ridicule around her slowly turned into curiosity.
But what is a half-person? A halfling? Art associates this word with a certain fantasy masterpiece on Earth, but no matter how you look at it, except for ears, height and a face that has not yet been seen, this girl has nothing to do with ordinary people.
People are different.
"As for half people... I remember there is only one half person in the city, and it's that great pottery shop!"
"Ah! Yes! The manager of the pottery shop obviously looks like an adult, but he is only a little taller than me!"
"Hey, is your dad the one who runs the pottery shop?"
Seeing someone talking to her, the petite girl slightly revealed her pale yellow eyes and nodded timidly, but still didn't say a word.
"My mother likes that pottery shop very much. Almost all the pottery at home is bought there."
"The same goes for my family. My dad likes the pottery pipes there the most. They are beautiful and easy to use!"......
Children are indeed children. They never have a fixed topic when talking. The previous sentence was still about this, and the next sentence completely deviated. But fortunately, this timid half-human girl finally stopped hanging her head to death.
Deadly, he also began to look around.
The first thing she noticed was the boy sitting next to him, that is, Art. As soon as she opened her mouth, Art became a little bit embarrassed.
"Um, are you half-human too?"
The girl's voice was very soft and soft, as if she didn't want to be heard by other people, so she deliberately moved closer to Art.
"No, no, I'm not half human." Art was a little broken in his heart. No wonder this girl would choose to sit next to me. I didn't expect that she regarded me as the same kind... Am I that short...
"Look, my ears are still round, both of them." As he said that, Art showed off his ears that were covered by his hair.
"Isn't it..." The girl seemed a little disappointed, but she was more willing to get closer to Art than those with a bigger height gap.
"You are so small, just like me." The girl seemed a little disappointed when she said this. Her pale yellow eyes were staring at the ground, and her short legs couldn't even reach the ground, so they were swinging helplessly.
"Ahem, it's just because I didn't have enough to eat for a long time when I was little, so I grew...smaller." Being told by a girl who was younger than himself that he looked small, Art was deeply affected.
It was a heavy hurt and I had to say something to regain my place.
"You have to know that I am actually just a little bit shorter than the average person, yes, just a little bit, and they... are actually just too tall!"