Chapter 168 Harold: Alhaisen, call me senior
Dixia cleared her throat and let the sound out. She deliberately emphasized certain pronunciations without any instruction so that her companions around her could hear them more clearly.
Inside the stronghold, apart from the clear female voice, there was only a slight echo between the two pronunciations.
After reading it twice, Dixia raised her head and glanced at her companions: "How is it? Is my solution the same as yours? Do you want to read it a few more times?"
"Except for the symbol that we have never been able to decipher, everything else is exactly the same as what you read!" Hisham could no longer suppress his excitement and almost shouted out loud.
Harun's face was full of pride, and he thought to himself that I had contributed a lot to this, and next time I meet brothers from other mercenary groups in the tavern, I will have something to tell them.
"Really?!" Dixia's icy blue eyes trembled slightly.
Did our mercenary group really decipher all the symbols and pronunciations by ourselves?! The author of this textbook is really talented!
Only then did Dixia put aside her doubts, turned to the front of the text with admiration, and began to read it carefully.
She didn't like reading, but she didn't dare to be disrespectful of the popularization of education for all desert people.
The more she read, the more she admired "Lei Feng" and "Ma Yuan". Although she had not read other textbooks, she dared to say that the level of word selection and annotation in this entry-level text was very high.
The person who can write such an article is definitely not an unknown person. Who is he?
Unable to guess the answer, Dishia felt itchy in her heart, just like the feeling when her curiosity was aroused by Harold.
"Dixia...what do you think of this book?" Harun asked nervously, observing Dixia's reaction.
He had long since convinced himself to trust Master Dolly, but he still hoped to get a positive answer from a reliable companion he knew.
"Study hard and become a cultured person. The enlightenment of your descendants will depend on you." Dixia said earnestly.
Harun was stunned for a moment, then he smiled foolishly and embarrassedly.
"So you mean the content of the book is very good?" The short-haired mercenary next to him couldn't help but ask.
Dixia: "Yes, haven't we all tried it? Even if we only master a little bit of the tribe's writing, with everyone's wisdom, we can decipher the pronunciation of all the symbols by ourselves."
After that, she looked at the book in her hand again, smiling: "These articles are also carefully selected by the author, you will definitely like them - how many more are there? Aren't there enlightenment books and advanced class books?"
"Look, Disha, the entry-level textbook you just read is the most expensive of all the books. Take a look at the other books and see if they are as good as the entry-level ones." Hisham handed Disha three more books.
Dixia first opened the enlightenment book with the most fancy cover and saw a piece of paper stuck on the first page with a few ugly little people drawn on it.
"What is this?" asked Dixia.
"Hehe...Nothing. Do you remember the last time we told you that we wanted you to copy a few books?" Hisham lowered his voice.
"Didn't I tell you not to do that?" Dixia frowned and held up four books in one hand.
"These four books are so thick. How long will it take you to print them like that? It's useless to trace them stroke by stroke. It's better to just read all the books and then copy them. It can save some money and deepen your memory."
"And your drawings are too ugly. Are these for children? Don't scare the children to tears." Dixia held up the two people's paintings.
"We don't want to do that either. The lines are exactly the same, so why is the Peach Elf in the book so cute..." Hisham is still puzzled.
Harlan: "Is it because we didn't color it?"
Dixia sighed in her heart and read the three books carefully. When she read the last story in the master-level textbook, her eyes moved slightly.
A Brief History of the Desert?
Harold showed me a similar document just last month, and we debated the authenticity of the story - well, it seems that it was Harold's unilateral opinion...
Dixia recalled the scene where Haroldt left her speechless with just a few words, and then she reluctantly admitted that this history was true.
The textbook also includes historical stories? What a coincidence? This is quite different from the style of the previous article.
Considering Harold's fantastic experiments and his attitude toward himself and the Order,
A thought suddenly flashed through Dixia's mind, which even she herself found unbelievable:
Could it be that Harold wrote this book?
No, no, no, no, he spends all day in the research institute, how can he be so free?
…But in terms of timing, Dolly announced that she was going to sell textbooks a month ago. Is that really a coincidence?
I don't usually see Harold communicating with me in desert language...
He knows so much, so it's normal for him to know a few unpopular languages, right?
...
Dixia was torn between conscience and desire in her mind. Although she thought rationally that this was just a coincidence, her intuition told her that this matter was related to Harold.
Why does he always do something unexpected...
Dixia put the book down and had no intention of looking for Harold to confirm.
If it was really Harold who did it, he would have found a suitable opportunity to make it public when he wanted to. The books have already been sold, so what's the point of asking him for confirmation now? Dixia thought.
...
At the end of the month, Harold received a letter with the seal of the Faithful Court, and he knew that his graduation application and degree recognition had been approved. From now on, he was a dharmakosha.
However, due to the graduation review system, the number of scholars graduating from the House of Religious Orders each year is limited, and the time for submitting applications is not concentrated, so the House of Religious Orders will not hold a centralized graduation ceremony.
Harold came to the door of Kavi's studio with two letters:
"Senior, your graduation application approval?"
"Hmm? It should be mine." Kavi, who was sitting on the wheelchair, kicked his feet and the chair instantly brought him to the door.
I submitted my application earlier, so how come we arrived together? Kavi muttered to himself,
Did they send them together to save time since we live together? Why is that?
Graduating on the same day as my junior... my dignity as a senior! Kavi screamed in his heart.
"Now I have become the senior of Senior Elhaisen. Elhaisen, call me senior and let me hear it." Harold deliberately raised the volume.
Elhaisen, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book, didn't even bother to respond.
"Elhaisen doesn't know how to respect his seniors at all. He doesn't usually call me senior." Kavi complained to Harold, "When he called me senior, he was definitely intending to mock me!"
"But whether Elhaisen calls out or not is one thing, and whether I say it or not is another." Haroldt looked innocent.
"'Childishness is contagious'. Thanks to the two 'seniors' for providing the theoretical basis for this unpopular topic." Elhaisen said calmly, his eyes still glued to the book.
"?! Did you hear that, Harold! I told you, he was mocking us!" Kavi shouted.