Chapter Fourteen
When Ludwig opened the door, Emma was standing there waiting for him.
"Master!" The butler's face almost turned into a flower with a smile, "You're back!"
"Emma," Ludwig nodded briefly at her, "Long time no see."
Emma heard the words and showed a sighing expression.
It's been a long time indeed - Master Luther didn't come back this summer, they haven't seen each other for more than half a year.
Ludwig took off his coat, Emma hurriedly reached out to take it, and accidentally touched his hand: "Ouch! Why is it so cold?" Master Luther's hand was like a block of ice.
Ludwig didn't care much: "It's
just a cold body." Emma felt distressed. Young Master Luther was weak because of his size, and he also suffered from headaches. When he was a child, he often suffered from insomnia. of.
Ludwig changed the subject: "Where's Grandpa?"
Emma followed him to the back room and said, "In the study."
Ludwig walked towards the study, but before knocking on the door, Emma quickly stepped forward , coughed hard: "Master!"
Ludwig: "?"
He pushed open the door: "Grandpa, I'm back."
General Adolf was sitting at the desk. For some reason, Ludwig felt that his posture was a little stiff. , and blocked the screen intentionally or unintentionally.
He looked at the brain screen: "Did you just watch the video?" He seemed to hear a voice.
General Adolf: "..."
"You heard wrong," he said bluntly, "I was just looking at the official website of the First Military Academy, not the forum, nor any videos."
Emma: "..." Sir, you Might as well do it all.
Ludwig had no doubts, and bowed to General Adolf: "Then you are busy, I'll go get the medicine, and I'll go back later."
General Adolf: "!"
"You..." Halfway through his words, he got stuck, and desperately gave Emma a wink.
Emma was speechless and could only say: "Master, are you not staying overnight? My room has been cleaned."
Ludwig shook his head: "Thank you, but the student council has a lot of business, and this year we will also participate in the freshman competition. ."
General Adolf finally found a breakthrough: "I also watched one, is there a student with a broom?"
"" Ludwig said, "I didn't pay attention."
General Adolf: "..." The
moment of breakthrough collapse.
"Then go ahead," he had to say, "don't forget, you are the student council president now, you are carrying a heavy burden, you must be careful in your words and deeds, and every decision you make will affect everyone below."
Ludwig Nodding: "Yes."
He bowed to Emma, turned and left. Emma
walked over to General Adolf with a speechless face: "Master, why did you use such a tone just now?"
General Adolf frowned: "What's the problem?"
But he didn't dare to say it directly, so he changed the subject: "So Master Luther doesn't know the new student."
General Adolf noticed that her tone was not right, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I always thought this girl was a little familiar just now." Emma reopened the post, pointed to the girl on the picture and said, "Don't you think it looks like the 'dream girl'?"
Hearing this, General Adolf was taken aback.
Ludwig suffered from insomnia when he was a child because he often dreamed of a strange blond girl.
Everyone thought it was a child's dream, but after a few days, Ludwig actually drew a blonde girl. Although the brushwork was immature, the facial features were very complete.
Emma’s words evoked the memory of General Adolf, who was silent for a moment, bent down, and pulled out a card-sized piece of paper from the drawer.
The paper is obviously a few years old, and the surface is pale yellow, but it can be seen that it is well preserved. General Adolf rubbed the paper with his fingertips and said, "Is this it?"
Emma looked over, and there was a simple drawing on the paper. The pen portrait, blond and blue-eyed, is exactly the dream girl painted by Ludwig back then.
She was surprised: "You still keep it?"
General Adolf ignored her, stared at the portrait and said, "It's really similar."
Emma hesitated and said, "Then... could it be... the old master's My dear..."
General Adolf's voice suddenly sank: "Emma!"
Emma was stunned and whispered: "I'm sorry, General."
"You go out," General Adolf said, "Winter is coming soon. , go and pack some clothes for Luther."
Emma nodded: "...Yes."
Emma walked out of the study, stood at the door, glanced at General Adolf, and sighed.
The general has a secret.
His only heir, Ludwig, is not his own flesh and blood.
At that time, a war had just claimed the life of the young master Adolf. The general did not say anything and asked to go out. The next year, he brought back a boy from the planet where his son died in battle.
That is Ludwig.
General Adolf declared that he was the son of Master Adolf and the only legitimate heir to the title.
Although there were many doubts at this time, the old general admitted it himself, and everyone recognized it. After that, Ludwig successfully entered the imperial capital circle as the grandson of the general.
Emma sighed again.
She was the old man beside General Adolf, but whenever he mentioned the events of the past, General Adolf would not say anything.
That's all, she pursed her lips. The master said that Master Luther is the master, so he is.
After all... She glanced at the study, where General Adolf was sitting alone at the table, his shadow drawn long by the light.
Alone... always lonely.
***
The third day of the freshman competition.
Yaoguang walked from the dormitory to the arena. On the way, he met a freshman who was a third-class star, and they all waved to her: "Yaoguang!"
Yaoguang nodded slightly to them: "Hello.
" After drifting for a moment, he said, "So you like this kind of weapon... it's quite... chic."
Yao Guang: "?"
She lowered her head, only to find that she was holding a broom in her hand.
Yaoguang: "."
Actually, Teacher Jin returned the bow to her yesterday, but Yaoguang felt that the broom was unexpectedly easy to use. He didn't change it in the next few games, and he didn't pay attention when he came out this morning. He just took the broom and left.
While she wasn't paying attention, several third-class students exchanged glances.
"Pfft!" At this moment, a first-class student passed by and laughed loudly on purpose, "Is this going to play a game or be a cleaner?" The
third-class student: "!"
"Ignore those people!" They He quickly said, "Yaoguang is super powerful, you can also successfully qualify with a broom!"
Yaoguang did not respond to the ridicule of the first-class star students. Compared with this, she paid more attention to another point.
"Why can they fart with their mouths?" She tilted her head and asked earnestly, "Don't all humans rely on sphincter muscles to expel air?"
First-class star student: Petrochemical.jpg.
Her expression was so sincere, she didn't know for a while whether it was sarcasm or genuine doubt.
"Pfft hahahaha!" The third-grade star students laughed loudly, "That's right! They all fart with their mouths hahahaha!"
"You...!" You can't even laugh!"
"Humph!" They stormed away angrily.
Yaoguang: "It's time." She has to go to the competition.
"Come on!" The third-class students waved their flags and shouted, "Let's take a look at the Shaotu competition first, and then come to you!"
Yaoguang nodded and turned away.
The opponents she was assigned this morning were all quite weak, one class B and one class C, all of which were resolved by Yao Guang within one minute.
In the afternoon, I encountered a fairly capable player—a class A of the combat department, who was known for his speed.
This person seems to like showing off his skills very much. He scurried around Yaoguang like a high-speed bullet, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Come and catch me...!"
"Crack!"
Yaoguang held a broom, Accurately and fiercely gave him a big mouth.
The man was instantly blown away and fell to the ground weakly and helplessly. Yaoguang
squatted down, hooked his collar, lifted it easily, and said calmly, "I got it." The
contestant: "...?"
The red seal drawn out is bright.
Contestant: Bewildered.jpg.
Someone passed by him and saw the marks on the player's face, and his expression suddenly became complicated.
"Which arena with such a strong taste actually plays s|m..."
"Shh! Maybe someone asked for it?"
Contestant: "..."
Grass! Give him his famous name!
At this point, Yaoguang's third day of all competitions ended - she successfully advanced to the second stage of the competition with a complete victory.
When the third-class students heard the news, they immediately boiled.
"Ahhh! It's the first time a third-class star has been promoted!"
"Oh my God! I'm crying!"
"What are those class A's? We Yaoguang can easily solve it with a broom!"
Yaoguang is still not used to it. Everyone's enthusiasm, and said crampedly: "I'll go back first."
"Wait!" The girl who gave her the four-leaf clover amulet said, "Do you want to participate in the celebration banquet?" Yao Guang was
stunned: "Celebration banquet?"
Shaotu is also there , noticed her confused face, and explained: "Just tonight in our dormitory, everyone specially prepared it for you."
One person interjected: "Shaotu also has a share!" Yaoguang
: "?"
: "Me and Maozhi have also been promoted."
"But," someone asked, "Do I need to be called Maozhi?"
He is withdrawn and doesn't get along with people very much.
Shaotu: "Of course, do you want him to celebrate alone?"
The students of third-class stars are not like first-class or second-class stars. They are alone in the military academy, and it is difficult to see their families.
Everyone thought it was reasonable: "Yes, you have to call Maozhi as well."
"Let's go," Shaotu said to Yaoguang, "Let's get ready, I'll call you at night." Before Yaoguang could
answer, a few girls came over , pulled her friendly: "You must be very tired after a day, go and rest first!"
As a result, she was pulled away by everyone.
Field, the other side.
The first stage of the competition is over, and the staff must select the top 30 tomorrow's participants within today.
"Wow," a staff member looked at the screen and whistled, "There are actually three C classes this year, and they are all third-class stars!" The
freshman competition said that it is open to all freshmen, but due to the gap in strength, the top 30 are often Class A and Class B divide all the places, not to mention the third-class stars who are already poor in strength.
The colleague didn't pay much attention to it: "Maybe luck is better."
"That's not all," the staff member said. "One loses 4 and ranks 27th, and the other loses 3 and ranks 21st." The
colleague said "Huh?" : "Is the ranking okay," he asked again, "Didn't you say there are three? What about the other one?" The
staff looked at the players in the lower circle for a long time, but couldn't find the last one, so they couldn't help wondering: "Where to go? Is it?"
"Fuck!" his colleague suddenly shouted.
"?!" The staff was startled, "You're making a fool of yourself!"
"Look at this!" The colleague poked the computer desperately, "Isn't I wrong?
" , he couldn't help shouting: "What the hell?!" The
screen stopped on a row of forms, and he slowly said:
"Yao Guang, Class C of the Mechanical Department, born in the third-class star," after a pause, his voice trembled, "Grade "..."
"No. 9, complete victory."
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