group assignments.
It was a homework assignment that made both of them feel uncomfortable.
There is no need to do any homework as this is for the purpose of a short period of listening. However, if you decide not to do it with such a heart, it will lead to a result that goes against the cause of ‘experience’.
In a word, it has become a job that has to be done without gaining anything.
In addition, moving to another problem, the form of the task of a group of three was another problem.
They are saints and apostles of the Holy Kingdom. Of course, the attitude of the students and professors I’ve seen so far is enough to know that no one wants to team up with them.
For that reason, Renee thanked Levin, a male student sitting in the front seat of the lecture, who first approached them, who were unable to do this or that.
“Please.”
A corner seat on the library terrace.
At the meeting prepared for the presentation, when Renee spoke to him, Levin lowered his head in surprise and said, ‘Hi!’.
“Oh, no! I also asked for grades!”
Words that were spit out without being able to hide their inner feelings.
Depending on what he heard, he could be said to be very snobbish, but Renee was a person who knew how to appreciate the kindness that came to him before anything like that.
“Well… I hope I can be of some help. I don’t know much about history.”
Levin felt his body shake once more at the clear sound. This is because René’s appearance, the reverberation of his voice, and his timid attitude were too much of a shock to a male student in his prime.
“Oh no, really… , There is something I want to do as a theme, and I want to get help from the two of you… .”
“ah! Do you have a topic in mind already?”
“Yes, yes! that… I want to make a presentation about the rulers of the creation… It’s something Professor Miller is particularly interested in… .”
It was Vera who reacted to the faltering and slurring of the horse’s tail.
“Do you know anything?”
Vera’s eyes twinkled.
There was no other reason. The rulers of the creation, because they were the ancient servants.
Now that it became impossible to collect information through the class that was originally expected, Levin answered the question in a tense tone, as he was happy to think that he was able to obtain the information from an unexpected place.
“Yes, yes! Because I’m majoring in history… !”
“Wow, your major is history, but you are also studying history in the liberal arts?”
“Joe, I love you… Because it’s fun… .”
“Incredible!”
“Yes, indeed. Having a passion for learning is something to be commended for.”
As the praise continued, Levin’s head gradually turned downward. His face began to take on the same color as Hongshi.
“no… .”
It was a tone of embarrassment that flowed out one after another.
In a warm atmosphere, while the baptism of praise continued, Vera continued to ask.
“I want to know the exact subject.”
Levin swallowed his saliva and answered the question handed to him.
“This is a topic about the center where Alaysia ruled… . Well, that’s why I want to ask the two of you… . You saw Terdan… .”
Vera understood the meaning of those words at once. It must have been about the time when Renee was brought to the Holy Land.
How do you know… It was strange to ask. That day, Terdan got up and the ground in the area was completely changed, and the map of the continent was rewritten on it.
Vera nodded, quickly scattering his thoughts.
“Yes, definitely.”
A readily available answer. Levin’s eyes twinkled at it! He shook his head and asked a question.
“Well, I know there were two of them in the place where Terdan stood up a few years ago! Because Terdan was the mediator of the gods. Also, because it is closely related to Alaysia, who had a lot of conflicts with other ancient species! I was wondering if I could hear a bit about the characteristics of Terdan that you have seen! Then you can get more information about Alaysia!”
The stuttering tone and crawling voice became clearer as he continued to speak. and it grew
A tone mixed with curiosity and passion.
At that, Renee smiled and showed a positive intention.
“It’s good. I’m glad I can help. Vera, can you tell me?”
I wanted to tell you directly, but at that moment, I woke up Terdan and passed out, so there was nothing I could say, so I made a request instead.
To that, Vera nodded and answered.
“First… .”
*
Late evening, in front of the hotel.
Renee, who had spent time with Vera sitting on a bench for a while before parting, continued to ask such a question in the cool night air.
“How was Vera today? Do you think you understand a little of the homework that Theresa-sama gave you?”
Know how to be a child.
The question was about the homework Theresa handed Vera.
‘It would be nice to have a little clue.’
As I waited for an answer with that thought in mind, Vera answered in a low voice.
“… I don’t know yet. Because the lecture itself was nothing special.”
It was a small voice without any confidence.
Vera clouded his expression, reflecting on the day.
There was nothing to be gained from the lecture itself. Most of what the professors said they already knew, and apart from that, it wasn’t like they were listening to the lecture in the same position as others in the first place.
It means you can’t get a sense of what you’re supposed to get as a student.
“but… .”
In the meantime, I didn’t feel anything.
“… There was something I felt when I saw the students.”
“Students?”
“Yeah, maybe theresa-sama wants me to learn pure aspiration. That thought came to me.”
Vera continued, remembering the students he had seen today.
“There were so many students. A student sitting in the front seat and concentrating on class, a student secretly sleeping in the back seat, or anything else… .”
Some were laughing, some were angry, and some were crying. Each student was in one space called the academy.
There were people there who did not hide themselves in the slightest in a way that they could do because of their clumsiness.
“… Looking at those students, I may have been pretending to be too big. Wasn’t he hoping it was too perfect? That thought came to me.”
Theresa said. He said he couldn’t see his own emotions. Because they ignore it, they say that they are unable to reach the human way.
You can become a knight, but you cannot become a human.
Vera thought.
Perhaps it was a mistake to think that only by suppressing oneself could lead to a better future.
Isn’t that right? Who among them knew what was going to happen and moved on? Aren’t you just concentrating on yourself in the moment?
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Obviously, if there are things that are different from them, and if there are things that you are worse than them. His problem must be that he can’t see himself right now.
Vera’s eyes continued to think and turned to Renee.
She already knew that her unpretentious heart was turned towards her, so if she looked at herself right now, the place her eyes should be directed was where she was, so she did it.
But it didn’t add anything more than that.
Vera simply stared, unsure whether his desire for Renee was really of the mind or of the body.
Renee continued to ponder the silence in the space and the words she had just heard.
It was a worry about the homework that had been given to him.
Saying to look at Vera, not love. Seeing that way, Vera said to find out who he was.
“… Vera is a very serious person.”
The answer that came out was that.
Vera is a very serious person, not a playful person.
“… May I hear it as a compliment?”
“It may or may not be.”
A smile crept across Renee’s lips.
“It’s not always good to be serious, right? I know that people can be moderately savvy, so that’s what makes it fun.”
I continued to talk playfully, but in the midst of that, my heart was still pounding.
From the moment we first met, nothing had changed, so it was the fault of the savage Vera.
“There is.”
“Tell me.”
“I like Vera too.”
“… Today is.”
“It’s been 24 hours, so the holiday is over. Now relax again.”
A ‘bow’ came out of Vera’s mouth.
Renee giggled and enjoyed the reaction.
Now something made a little sense. It was to understand with the heart, not the head.
Perhaps the reason Vera pushes himself here is because of his serious personality.
Because he wants to do his best in everything, he wants to be perfect, so he may be thinking more deeply.
So, according to Vera’s own criteria, my mind doesn’t yet meet that ‘perfect’, so maybe it’s pushing him away.
It was really stupid, and it was also a lovely worry.
“Vera.”
“… Yes.”
“I am not sure if I can stand it.”
Vera’s body shuddered. Then all movement stopped.
Actions where you can clearly feel that they have hardened.
René deepened the smile on his face, placing one hand over the back of Vera’s and adding the words.
“I decided to wait, but I think I will change my mind.”
Vera, who thought so seriously about himself, was so lovable that Renee felt unbearable.
The answer from Vera too.
“… Please contact me.”
It was a no-nonsense nickname.
*
Miller’s lab.
In the middle of the room littered with all kinds of equipment, assistant Henri let out a deep sigh.
“professor… Please clean up.”
It was because of his dissatisfaction with his boss for not thinking of doing a replacement cleanup.
Miller was in the midst of handing over the rice fields, and at the words he heard, he gently raised his head to look at Henri, and then opened his mouth.
“Uh-huh, that’s settled, isn’t it? what is cleanup? Putting things in a place where you can find them right away when you need them! So I can take things out when I want to take them out! Putting it all on the desk like that is what makes things organized!”
Henri’s expression darkened.
‘What a bullshit.’
There were so many things he wanted to say, but Henri endured it and began to remove the cluttered objects from the table one by one.
Meanwhile.
“Hey!”
Henri twisted his body in horror when he saw a bloody brown book lying among the piles of books.
“professor! this! this!”
Woodang Tang! Henri, who ran with all kinds of noises, hid behind Miller, and Miller frowned and lifted his head.
“what what what. What else are you talking about?”
“that! that! I asked! Buried!”
A finger pointing at the desk she had been tidying up before. Miller moved his gaze to the desk, following the finger with a frown on his face.
what was seen
“It’s Grimoire.”
[The Whisper of the Dreamer], it was also covered in blood.
Miller could immediately recognize the owner of that bloodshed.
‘Because Sir Vera had committed suicide there the day before… .’
It must have been buried then.
“Why is that?”
The voice that came out still looked like it was muffled.
Henri ruffled his chin at it and smirked.
“no! buried? engrave! What if it gets engraved!!!”
The accident was disturbed by fear, so I did not know what to say in semi-verbal language.
Miller took a deep breath and answered Henri.
“Teacher.”
“why! why! why! it’s over! It’s all over… If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have come under this person! It’s like farming or building in my hometown!!!”
‘Is this bastard?’
A tendon grew on Miller’s forehead.
Miller struggled to contain the rising anger, then made a squeaky smile before continuing.
“engrave? with something like that? hey this bird… ! Assistant! Calm down and read What are the conditions for engraving?”
“What! Bloody shit! And you wear it on your body and it responds!”
It is also a word that is done with rebellion.
Miller smiled contentedly at the thought of, ‘I did teach you really well,’ and then continued.
“Yeah, you have to react. But where is the owner of that blood?”
“you… !”
Henri, who had been stinging at Miller and being abusive, only then noticed something strange and stopped talking.
“… Doesn’t it look like it is?”
“Why am I feeding him? Then do you have anything to do?”
A smirk escaped Miller’s lips.
“Come on, there are only two cases where that pops up. One is that you and someone later drink blood over there and wear it all the time.”
Miller spread out two fingers, and folded one of them, and said that, Miller then folded the other fingers and continued.
“The second is the master of that blood. So, Sir Vera’s unbelievable responsiveness to the Dreamer’s Grimour, and bursting with just that blood.”
flinch.
Henry’s body trembled.
In his second year of teaching, Henri was able to understand the intent of those words very well.
“… Unless he’s a god, there’s no way it’s going to explode.”
“But in order to be that responsive, it must have been made for Sir Vera in the first place. Or maybe post-processing it to respond to Sir Vera after it’s finished.”
Miller giggled at Henri’s sudden change of complexion and added more words.
“It has been hundreds of years since the Monma went extinct. But how could they have known and dealt with Sir Vera, now in his early twenties?”
A deep relief appeared on Henry’s face. The legs, which had been shaking all the time, had no strength left to support the body, so they collapsed.
Miller looked at Henri like that and shook his head.
‘Because I’m a village boy, everyone makes a lot of noise about the separation.’
It was in the midst of creating regionally discriminatory thoughts.