Chapter 8: In the Name of a Knight
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The soft morning sunlight penetrates the pale curtains and illuminates the warm interior.
Su Xian opened his eyes and felt that his spirit had never been better.
"It turns out that the morning without sickness is so wonderful."
He got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into his bachelor's gown, prepared today's textbooks, and then picked up his backpack and went out.
Brut College is a typical aristocratic college, where students are children of wealthy families, if not the children of nobles.
As a result, the facilities here are as luxurious as possible, and the cafeteria in the academy alone is as luxurious as a palace.
Su Xian found a corner in the restaurant and sat down, then ordered a butter toast, a cup of coffee, and a steak - ten ripe.
Although he could clearly see the confusion in the waiter's eyes when he ordered, he didn't notice anything wrong with it.
There was no one in this world who could care for him, so he decided to live only for himself for the time being.
If you are not used to eating half-cooked steak, you can order ten ripe, and that's it.
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"It's ok. Cooking level aside, the meat quality of this beef is absolutely top-notch. ”
Pulling out the wet wipes folded into a bouquet in the cup, Su Xian calmly and elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth, then got up and walked in the direction of the classroom.
There are many departments at the Brut Higher School, and he studied history, and antiquities is a very important subject in the history department.
The first class this morning happened to be an antiquities class.
The third-year antiquities classroom is a bit special and is located on the second floor of the college museum.
Su Xian deliberately passed through the cultural relics exhibition hall on the first floor, but he did not find anything rare that could cause the reaction of "Luo ●'s Card Album".
He shook his head slightly, and went up to the second floor and entered the classroom.
He didn't come early, there were already a lot of people in the classroom, and the students gathered in groups of three or five, chatting about the recent events.
Mark didn't have any friends other than women in the academy, and Su Xian was also happy to be quiet, so he randomly found a place to sit against the wall, and then took out the textbook.
The course was taught by Professor Christopher Barker.
Professor Barker is quite authoritative in the archaeological circle of Brut City, and Mark is Professor Buck's most proud student in this class, and the relationship between the two is very good.
Mark was able to enter the circle of archaeology by relying on Professor Barker's guidance.
In order not to show flaws in front of Professor Buck, Su Xian was ready to review and quickly master some basic knowledge through the comparison of the textbook with the vague memory in his head.
But he had just pulled the textbook out of his bag when a pure white glove suddenly fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
At the same time, a young man with a stinking face that looked like a woman had been slept with slowly walked over, his eyes fierce and staring at him: "Mark Guynon! ”
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Su Xian thought about it carefully, and finally remembered this person's name.
"Kevin William?"
Kevin William is the head student in the third year of Class A in the Department of History, and is also a classmate of Mark.
It's just that unlike Mark, who has no right to inherit, Kevin is the only son in the family and will inherit his father's title sooner or later.
And his father was a viscount, and Mark's father was only a baron.
However, in fact, Kevin's viscount father was just an empty nobleman with an empty title and no capital, while Mark's baronial father had relatively strong capital.
As the two best students in the third year of the history department, the two usually have a secret rivalry.
It's just that Mark knows how to be restrained and often retreats, so the two have never had a major conflict.
But this time, it seems that something has happened that cannot be easily ended!
Su Xian tried hard to recall, but because of his vague memory, he couldn't grasp the key point.
But Kevin strode up to him, slapped a photo in front of him, and said angrily, "Pick up the gloves!" ”
Su Xian looked at the photo, but suddenly smiled, and said in his heart: "I see." ”
The cameras of this era are still very old, and the photos produced are not particularly clear, but they are sufficient.
There are two people in this photo, one is handsome and dashing, it is Mark, and the other is beautiful and dignified, the daughter of a wealthy businessman in the music department next door, and Vera, who is known as the "Red Rose".
In the background of the photograph is a palatial hotel.
The night was dark, and the two were snuggling up and walking into the hotel.
After the plot, people with a rich imagination can draw ten books.
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"Pick up the gloves, coward!"
Su Xian's smile obviously angered Kevin, and he held back his anger and affirmed it again.
Aristocrats are personable, even if they are planted with grass on their heads, they cannot pull out a knife and cut people, they usually choose an ancient and traditional way to settle grievances.
That is, to imitate the knights and engage in duels.
The glove symbolizes the authority and holiness of the knight, and throwing the glove in front of the other party is to launch a duel challenge, and the challenged knight picks up the glove to represent the declaration of battle.
"Well, think of it as a morning exercise."
After understanding the reason, Su Xian calmly picked up the gloves and threw them back to him: "Horseback? Fencing? Or bow shot? ”
Kevin gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "Fencing!" ”
Horse duels are not for the Academy, the bow is too Sven, and fencing can make the opponent pay!
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Su Xian agreed to his proposal and walked towards the fencing hall.
As his memory cleared, he remembered Mark's encounter with Red Rose.
It was a starlit romantic night, the two met at the ball, fell in love, you and me, and forgot to get down to business.
When it was nightfall, both of them drank some wine and got to the hotel......
But the memories after entering the hotel are gone.
Probably drunk fragments.
Su Xian didn't remember it very clearly, only that after Mark woke up that night, the red rose was gone.
But I didn't expect such a chance encounter, a liquid exchange that ended without a problem, but it was secretly photographed by someone with a heart to the bitter master.
Oh, the bitter master, it's not a bitter master, it's probably a spare tire.
Red Rose Vera's family is a real tycoon in the leyline energy business, and Kevin is just the heir to an empty bun viscount.
In today's Longen Kingdom, it is in the transition stage from feudal autocracy to capitalism, the authority of the aristocracy has declined significantly, the cabinet council has not yet been formed, the monarch still controls the government, but a new aristocracy inclined to capital has emerged.
People gradually realized the fundamental nature of "if you have money, you can do whatever you want", and some small nobles who had no titles but no capital began to seek unions with the capitalists, and this demand was usually carried out through intermarriage with the children of wealthy merchants.
Kevin's original intention of entering Brut College was to pursue Vera and thus obtain the capital sponsorship of the Vera family.
It's a pity that Vera obviously doesn't look down on him, and has always put on an attitude of not refusing or accepting, as if he is hanging him from a distance.
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"It turned out to be a spare tire without connecting disc qualifications, is he so angry for the sake of the dignity of the nobles?"