863 Everyone Has Something They Are Confident In (1/2)

”Yes!” The little girl named Hathaway wriggled and tried to get back on her feet, but she still did not let go of the giant sword in her hands, as if it were the most important thing for her today. Therefore, it was impossible for her to stand up with only her elbows. After she finally lifted herself from the ground, she fell down again.

Again and again, Hathaway failed to get up, and her knight teacher simply watched without saying anything, as if he were telling her that she could count on nobody else except for herself to become a knight. Gradually, Hathaway's cold but beautiful eyes seemed to be covered in mist, but she bit her red lips and furrowed her eyebrows hard, not letting out any sound of pain or distress.

Even Old Green found it unbearable to keep watching. He said in a coarse voice, ”Sharp…”

Hardly had he called the man when Douglas, who had been observing quietly, opened his mouth and said gently, ”Sometimes, you drop things temporarily to better hold them in the future. Do not impose too much pressure on yourself.”

Hathaway raised her head and stared at Douglas with her misty gray eyes, as if she were considering what he meant.

Fernando chuckled. ”If you cling to your giant sword, of course you can never get back on your feet. I've never seen any kid as silly as you!”

”This is a mission!” Hathaway spewed out her words one after another. She was too angry and did not know how to speak logically yet.

Fernando said, not in a good mood, ”Throw the sword on the ground and pick it up again after you stand up. Otherwise, with your body coordination, it's impossible for you to get back on your feet!”

He had seen Hathaway's real problem but pointed it out in the bluntest way. In the meantime, he added to himself, ”Your language ability also needs improvement!”

Hathaway's face turned dim and grim again. Nothing could be seen except indifference and stubbornness. Also, she did not follow the subtle suggestion behind Fernando's mockery but kept on trying. She supported herself and fell again and again. Finally, after countless failures, she sat up on her knees and raised the giant sword, slowly rising to her feet while relying on it.

Looking at that scene, Old Green seemed excited. ”Besides the color of his eyes, she has the determination in his blood!”

”Yes. Otherwise, I wouldn't have accepted the mission, even though it was given by that big shot in person.” Her knight teacher who was called Sharp smiled in consolation and mixed feelings. His blue eyes were as peaceful as a windless ocean.

Hathaway's little face had been contaminated by the dirt, and her hair turned messy. Holding the giant sword, she turned her head and looked at Fernando. She did not say anything or make a snort, but her indifferent eyes alone were enough to darken Fernando's face. He mumbled, ”There's a chance to succeed by trying repetitively when it comes to such little things. If it were anything else, such an idiotic approach would've caused a person to be killed in the first few attempts. It's impossible to start all over again.”

Her face unchanged, Hathaway turned to Douglas and bowed in respect. ”Thank you.”

Her voice was both gentle and chilly.

”Determination is a great quality.” Douglas praised her before he continued, ”However, you need to learn to recognize your mistakes. Persistence does not mean that you have to persist in mistakes. You should always think and handle problems based on facts.”

Hathaway nodded her head, half confused. She stumbled to her teacher with the giant sword.

Sharp smiled and said to Old Green, ”I'm surprised to see such a philosopher in your place. I've only heard similar things from the cardinal theologists. However, he said the opposite, claiming that persistence means persisting in the truth, and that the truth is the Lord's teaching.”

In the past, due to the long lives of many intelligent creatures, they had the spare time to consider the metaphysical questions, and that was how philosophy was born. Then, many common scholars joined them, not giving up thinking just because their life spans were short. They were known as philosophers or thinkers. However, as the War of Dawn went on and the Church dominated the world, the philosophers that they disliked were going extinct.

”As a matter of fact, everyone thinks as long as he lives. That is, if he is not an inferior creature,” Fernando interrupted again with his mean mouth.

Sharp turned around and looked at him; the smile on his face was suddenly gone. The atmosphere in the lobby of the small hotel was suddenly frozen, and the sound of seawater surging vaguely came out. Hathaway's face suddenly softened, as if she were looking forward to what might happen next.

”Cough.” Old Green coughed and broke the silence. ”Sharp, don't be petty with kids. He's always like this. It's nothing personal.”

Although Fernando could not reveal his vibe as a senior-rank sorcerer, he still glared back at Sharp impolitely without backing off.

”Hahaha, hahaha.” Sharp suddenly burst into laughter. ”Interesting. He's very like me when I was young. I used to despise and mock other people; pigheaded and unlikable.”

Fernando sniffed and turned around, ignoring the guy. He did not sense anything similar between them.

Sharp sat on a high chair before the wood counter, and Old Green poured him a glass of hard liquor without him saying anything.

”Hu! Only you still have this recipe! It's been a long time since I tasted such hard liquor!” Sharp drank and chuckled. ”I became civilized after I was almost beaten to death by him several times.”

It seemed that he was really of a mind to teach Fernando a lesson just now.

Fernando sniffed but was not mean again, because he knew very well that it was best not to expose his magic capabilities in Rentato unless he had absolute confidence. Otherwise, both himself and his partner might be killed!

Sharp finished the glass of liquor and turned to the little girl, Hathaway. ”You can find a seat and wait for your roasted fish with honey. Well, you may put down the giant sword now.”