Chapter 44 Harold: I want to train strong and smart students
After saying goodbye to Setale, Harold went to a clothing store and bought four sets of clothes, two of which were traditional Sumeru-style robes, one light yellow and one white, both with only a circle of geometric patterns at the neckline.
This kind of clothes is a bit like long pajamas and is very suitable for wearing at home. Harold feels that when he doesn't have to go out, it is very pleasant to wear this clothes at home, drinking tea and studying ancient books.
The other two sets of clothes were similar to those worn by members of the Gilded Brigade, with shorter trouser legs for easier walking.
Then he bought three more pairs of straw sandals. It turned out that the old Beijing cloth shoes issued by the Ministry of Education were not suitable for walking in the fields, even though he no longer had to hoe the fields himself after he had the Eye of the Rock Elemental God.
The clothes and shoes cost him a total of 30,000 Mora. Harold felt a little painful. He had already bought research equipment worth tens of millions before, but he felt even more distressed that the money was spent on clothes and food.
Then he bought a piece of kraft paper and planned to draw a simple bicycle blueprint for Kavi to study.
When he got home, Harold put on his newly bought white robe, looked at himself in the mirror, and found that it fit him perfectly.
He let his hair down again, shook his head, and looked at his image in the mirror. His half-long silver hair draped over his shoulders made him look more noble.
Well, I am still radiant today.
Harold teased himself in his heart and tied his hair into a ponytail with a headband. Since he was going to meet the sage of the Life Theory School in private, his dress should be as unusual as possible.
Then Harold cooked something to eat, and after dinner he drew a sketch of a bicycle on kraft paper from memory.
After finishing the painting, he made a cup of tea, poured the tea water onto the kraft paper and dried it. He repeated this process several times and got a drawing that looked old.
After looking at the drawing over and over again several times and confirming that the effect was good, Haroldt rolled up the drawing and put it aside, then took out the ancient book borrowed from Elhaisen and began to read.
Elhaisen had already read this book, and his handwriting was still on the book. After turning a few pages, Haroldt saw another different handwriting.
The handwriting was quite beautiful, most likely written by a woman.
After a two-second pause, Harold solemnly closed the book and placed it on his lap, then carefully wiped his desk with a cloth before putting the book back on the table and continuing to read.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door. Haroldt put the book into the drawer, placed it on top of other books, closed his notebook and went to open the door.
"Good afternoon. I didn't keep you waiting too long, did I?" Tinari's voice was lighthearted and joyful.
"No, I had a very fulfilling afternoon," Harold replied with a smile. Then, as if he remembered something, he said, "I forgot to take the invitation."
Tinari chuckled and said, "Just follow me. The teacher said that if you want to go to his house, you don't need to bring an invitation letter. If you have an urgent matter and need to go to the Ordinance Court to find him, then the invitation letter will come in handy."
"He is such a kind old man," Harold said with emotion.
Then he followed Tinari out, and the two of them walked through the streets of Xumi City and gradually came to a remote place.
"The teacher prefers a quiet environment. I prefer to study at the teacher's home rather than in the ordinance hall because my hearing is quite sensitive. If I go to watch a dance drama live for a short while, my ears will be hurt by the vibration. But I like music very much, and the location of the teacher's home is just right for me to enjoy the music from afar," said Tinari.
"Then keep your voice down and let me see if I can hear the music here," said Harold.
Tinari cooperated and closed his mouth. After a while, he couldn't help asking, "Can you hear me?"
"It doesn't work. Now I know how sharp your hearing is," Harold said regretfully.
Tinari: "It's okay, you can go and enjoy it live. I know where the theater is. I can take you there next time if I'm free... But I might leave early."
"Because you have very sensitive hearing," Harold said, and then he saw Tinari's ears twitching.
"Well... now they are playing music on the oud. I like this song very much, and I believe you will like it too. If you are going to the theater, don't miss it."
Tinari was obviously very happy to hear this, and his tail was wagging slightly. "Ah, we are here. Do you want me to go in with you?"
"We might talk about something a little more private," Harold said.
"Is that so? Then I'll continue to enjoy the music," Tinari was not angry at all for being turned away. Instead, he smiled gently at Harold and said, "See you later."
"Okay, see you later."
Harold knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Harold opened the door and walked in. He saw an old man sitting at the table fiddling with a pile of leaf bookmarks.
Hearing Harold's footsteps, he did not stop what he was doing, but said with a smile: "Harold, come and help me see where this bookmark should be placed."
Harold walked forward and saw that the old man was wearing a pair of glasses. His eyes were very kind and the lines on his face were relatively soft, and it could be seen that he was the type who smiled often.
Harold pointed to a blank space in Nafis's stamp album and said, "If it were me, I would put it here."
"Great, I can finally put it in," Nafis let out a long sigh and wiped his forehead, "I'm really not suitable for this kind of thing, because it's always difficult for me to make a decision, all because of the Tinari boy. I didn't have so many bookmarks at home before."
After saying that, he looked at Harold and said half-jokingly: "Harold, it's really not easy to meet you, but I feel relieved to see you. I can see that you are a gentle and kind child. Are you interested in inheriting my mantle?"
"Lord Nafis, please stop joking," Harold said with a wry smile.
"It turns out that asking directly will make people think this is a joke," Nafis whispered to himself.
"Let's put it another way. What are your plans after graduation?" asked Nafis.
This sage really doesn't play by the rules, Harold thought. He thought Nafis would ask him about his research project, but he was stunned by these few soul-searching questions.
Harold thought for a moment and said, "Stay in the Order House as a tutor."
Nafis' eyes lit up. "Why be a tutor? With your talent, it should be easier and more lucrative for you to work as a clerk in the Magisterium after graduation."
Harold (5t5): "I want to train strong and smart students."
Then let them help me hoe the fields.
Harold: "...let them serve in the Faithful Court and change the atmosphere of the Faithful Court."