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Tearmoon Empire Story - Chapter 396

Published at 22nd of October 2021 09:35:07 AM


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Now, at the admissions ceremony, it was about ten days since Meer opened her self-talk about bread and cake in high spirits.

Meer was visiting the library.

To find out if there is any useful information for Cyril who works in the country to study wheat…

To teach Bell to study.

"We may not be able to afford much this summer, and we'll have to study it thoroughly in preparation for the test."

Already, Meer, who knows Bell's academic acumen is allergic, wraps his mind around a ghost.

"Ugh, Meer, your sister has become a ghost. Ugh, I still have time to test..."

"Mr. Linsha told me very well. Don't you seem to be skipping again lately?

"But, Meer, sister, does this study help in any way?

to Belle, who will stare at the uppermost,

"Whatever!

Meer strained her chest and said away.

"If you study properly, one of these days, you'll be able to surprise me by showing me good things, not by showing me fucking glasses that look great... but by showing my enthusiastic subordinates. It feels pretty good, doesn't it?

It was a bit of a genuine leak Meer, but fortunately Bell hadn't noticed.

"Ugh, I wonder if it really helps..."

Even as I say bump, I'm headed to my desk, Belle. Opening the textbook, beside the bell where he began his self-study, Meer opens the book he brought. It was a book called Mushroom Baijin, which collected rare mushroom dishes from around the world.

The author is a famous adventurer who says, "If you don't die poison mushrooms, you can eat them!" He is the one with the motto. Shit......

That's how Meer opens that shitty book...,

- But in fact, I wonder what it is...

I unintentionally think about it. Of course I'm not talking about mushrooms. It's about Bell. In granddaughters and mushrooms, the common sense man Meer, whose specific gravity is barely inclined to his granddaughters.

- So do I hate studying, and Bell's wasteful habits. At the end of the day, I guess there's this throwing feeling of "when it might go away"...

It was something that had room for sympathy. Meer and I don't know how that feels...

- But we can't allow it to go to waste like this. Guillotine's feet are... faster than thoughts!

With every piece of gold wasted, I have the impression that it is approaching at about a hundred steps at a time. Meer knows with her own hands that the Imperial Guillotine's feet are particularly fast. We need to convince Bell somehow.

- Plus, in any case, you'll need education for Bell to live in this world. We have to make him work hard...... Most importantly, if I ask your father, I will have quite a bit of a title and territory to make it easier for me to live...

Of course, I wouldn't say that to you. Increasingly, Bell stops studying.

I'm a tolerant meer of goofing myself and others, but when they're granddaughters, I can't keep quiet somehow.

- Belle's mother... it's bad for my daughter...

Meer, your grandmother is very educational.

"Meer, sister, here, I don't know"

"Oh, I can't help it anymore... Let me see."

Meer receives the book Bell has been offering......,

"... Hmm"

smaller. Then, fingering the temples for the trick......,

"... hum"

Hard, spin your own brain.

Needless to say, Meer's test studies relied on quantity. It is a style that taps all the information in the range into your head.

Not surprisingly or anything, I can't remember anything like that forever... When the test is complete, it is often forgotten neatly.

Well, what Bell is doing now is something Meer is not good at: 'arithmetic'.

- Anne......, where could Anne be?

Unconsciously, Meer tries to find out what a military teacher Anne looks like...... notices the pretense.

That Belle, with her sparkling eyes, is staring. It's already eyes full of expectations, and I'm staring at it.

"How does the revered Empire's wisdom solve this problem!?

They are turning their gaze to Meer, who is sending the message as it should be.

".................. Hmm"

Meer nodded again and looked back at the book.

Exactly. I can't ask Anne to solve it in this situation. Meer gets in the mood.

- No problem...... With my, this, memory...

Yes......, Meer will never forget. Even if I forget the tasteless, dry knowledge I memorized before the test, the knowledge I need to survive and… and…, the humiliation I have suffered myself!

- I think I taught you something similar to fucking glasses then! The arithmetic, they said something about the need for a deal... So, only then...

Yes, what I learned in return for Ludwig was obsessively written in the journal. Hence......

"Belle, you should remember. The problem with this hand is, most of the time, there's an example by its side. And apply it..."

It is all Pacri taught by Ludwig. It is a pakuri of teaching methods. Meer's memorizing power crosses.

Instead of saying the answer directly, you dare to make yourself think......, I know the answer properly, but to make you think, this is how I do it. Yikes, only complete copies of Ludwig's way!

"It doesn't make sense to remember what someone else taught you. You still have to think for yourself."

I did what others taught me to do and show it to me, and then I said that greatly.

"That's right, my grandmother Meer. I get it. I get it. I'll think about it!

Belle, who nodded honestly, confirms that she dropped her eyes on the book again, then Meer sighs one, then looks up. And I saw Chloe just standing in front of the bookshelf tending to relax.

"Oh, Chloe, are you back?

Chloe was leaving the island to meet her father when she said a forkload chamber of commerce carriage was coming nearby. Meer talks lovingly to a friend she hasn't seen in days.

"Sir Forklord......, no, how is your father?

Though I speak so, you didn't hear me, Chloe remained nagging.

"Chloe......?

I get up and try to talk to him again as I walk over. and……,

"Ah... Mia..."

You finally realize, Chloe looks up. Seeing that face, Meer frowned slightly.

"Chloe...... What do you think, Sarasa?

Meer said. Because my friend's face seemed to have a deep worrying color...

"No..., anything, nothing..."

"It's not your face that it's nothing. What are you shying away from? You and I are not readers. It smells like water."

Meer takes Chloe's hand,

"In the meantime, let's go to my room. I wonder if there was any tea or sweets..."

"Ah! Meer, sister, I'll take care of it! Me, I'll even go to the kitchen and get ready!

I said it in a bouncing voice, and Bell ran out the library.

He was the bell of the righteous to see the machine.




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