Chapter 161 Beneficiary
"But fighting in the House of Fatwas is a serious violation of discipline." As a disciplinary officer, Seno had naturally heard about this matter. Some of his colleagues even personally participated in the punishment of scholars who violated the fatwa.
"Anyway, the ending is not bad. They only changed their minds after something happened. What were they doing before?" Haroldt said and suddenly shut up.
Something is wrong, why does this situation feel familiar?
Uh...even if we arrive at the continent of Teyvat, we cannot say anything that is not conducive to unity.
But this incident was just a minor episode for the five people. They quickly put it behind them and started sharing their progress and experiences of the week.
They first looked at the new books "The Dun Dun Peach Elves" and "A Brief History of the Desert" that Elhaisen had added to the textbook, and then at some of the illustrations that Kavi had already completed.
This part of the content received unanimous praise from everyone, and then Harold talked about Dolly's situation:
"From the interest surveys that have been submitted so far, each person has purchased at least two introductory textbooks. Mercenaries have the greatest demand for enlightenment books and introductory textbooks."
"As expected."
"Not surprisingly."
Considering the mercenaries' own levels, everyone had already guessed this result.
After that, Seno and Kavi continued their research on alchemy, and Harold asked Setale to look at his half-written graduation application.
The sage completed the evaluation of his two cell-related papers and gave high praise to the two papers. His papers, the sage's evaluation, as well as his other academic research and related papers were posted on the bulletin board of the House of the Decrees, and his reputation in the House of the Decrees was raised to a new level.
Harold felt that the time was ripe, so he began to prepare applications for the rank of senior scholar, graduation, and position in the College of Ordinaries.
Seeing him writing these documents in the living room, Kavi suddenly felt a sense of crisis. If Harold graduated before him, his junior would become his senior. He couldn't let this happen! So he quickly started preparing his graduation application, vowing to graduate before Harold.
The four of them were busy with their own things. Elhaisen, who had nothing to do, returned to his study, put on headphones and started reading.
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On the other side, in a house somewhere in Xumi City, two young scholars were discussing the regulations that the Council of Ordinances had urgently revised.
"Fortunately, the construction of the video screening room was not cancelled due to yesterday's accident. That's great. As long as more people can see your research results, your three years of hard work will definitely be rewarded."
The boy with short black hair breathed a sigh of relief. His heart was in his throat when he learned that the Fatwa Council had urgently revised the newly issued Fatwa. Fortunately, the Fatwa only changed the original mandatory requirement into a voluntary application.
After he said this, he looked at his good friend with a smile. The young man with silver hair and silver eyebrows with a middle part had narrow eyes and looked a little tired. He was obviously happy about the news, but not optimistic.
"Well, my project was rated as average in the first three stages, and the seniors advised me to change direction. If I still can't be rated as top this time, I can only wait for the instructors to select me after completing all my studies.
I'm sorry, Ilias, I originally agreed to study with you after I finished my studies-"
Before he could finish his words, he was slapped by a sudden palm and staggered a little.
"No problem, Radu. Your research is linked to the harvest of the plantation owners. As long as this can be publicized, it will definitely cause a sensation!" Elias, a young man with short black hair, said a little anxiously.
The silver-haired Radu turned his head and glanced at the glassware on the table. He was stunned for a second before he smiled faintly: "Well, you are right."
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A month later, Dolly stood in a mercenary tavern under her command as promised. Her porters came in one after another, carried boxes of heavy objects to the side of the bar, and then left quickly.
The mercenaries stopped all their work and stared at what was happening. They guessed what was in the box and knew what would happen next, but they all had a sense of unreality that prevented the real joy deep in their hearts from bursting out. Under the warm yellow light, there was only silence and waiting.
Only when the last porter put down his goods and hurried away, closing the door behind him, did the mercenaries begin to stir. Every word they spoke revealed their awe for the neatly stacked wooden boxes, as if they were filled with gunpowder or gold.
"Hey, don't just stand there! Someone come and open the boxes, take out the books and sort them out!" Dolly shouted.
As a shrewd businessman, she would certainly not let her porters do these things. It was unsafe and would waste the shiny Mora. The mercenaries in this tavern were all her free labor.
"I come!"
“Is it okay to move here?”
The mercenaries finally woke up from their dream, and someone immediately stepped forward to open the box and took out the textbook with an exquisite cover inside.
A mercenary in his forties was holding a book in his hands. He looked at the words "Xumeru Common Language (Entry Level)" on the cover and felt the weight of the paper book. He was trembling with excitement. He wanted to say something to his companions, but he was at a loss for words.
In the end, he just picked out a few more of the same books, placed them in front of the old Dolly, and then went to move other books with a silly smile.
Dolly sat on the bar with her legs crossed and her head propped up. Her feet in pointed shoes swung back and forth comfortably. She watched with satisfaction as the piles of books at her feet piled up.
The mercenaries who were carrying the books were happy to work hard and use their brains at this time. Although some of them were scratching their heads over the unfamiliar words on the books, they still had joy on their faces. In less than five minutes, all the books were sorted according to content level and language and placed at Dolly's feet.
Finally, I’ve come to my favorite part!
Dolly jumped up and stood on the table, so that her height was just about the same as the mercenaries.
"Line up, hold the money in one hand and the goods in the other. Look carefully! Books are divided into more than four levels. In order to meet the needs of all tribes, we have covered every desert language when making books. Whether it is a book you can use is marked on the cover. Look at each other! Don't be stupid and take someone else's!
I repeat, if there are fewer, I don’t care, but if there are a few more, I will definitely arrest people according to the intention form you filled out - Hey! Those stupid boys, don’t fight! Give me Mora first! "Dolly stretched out a hand and shouted.
After hearing what Dolly said, the mercenaries quickly took out the Mora bags that they had prepared long ago and rushed to hand them to Dolly. Dolly took the money and just as she nodded, they immediately bent down and groped in the pile of books to search for their own books.
The one at the back of the line was so anxious that he simply threw the Mora bag in his hand onto the bar and shouted, "Master Dolly, I've paid! An entry-level book! I'll take it myself!"
"Hey, line up! Don't worry about the insufficient quantity. If someone doesn't buy it this time, I will print more. Would I just leave Mora in front of me and not fight for it?" Dolly said with her hands on her hips.
After saying this, although the surroundings were still noisy, the mercenaries managed to calm down, paid their money in an orderly and serious manner, and took away their own books.