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The next morning, when Abner came to the living room on the first floor, Heyman, who had been sitting on the sofa, greeted him with a smile - he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Well, you too,. ”

Pale, bloodshot in his eyes, and visibly in bad spirits, Abner greeted as he yawned as he walked down the stairs.

"What are you...... Didn't sleep well last night?"

Looking at Abner, who was holding on to the handrail of the stairs and staggering, asked with some hesitation.

Could it be because of ...... Weak legs, right?

This almost absurd thought crossed his mind.

"Well, almost. ”

Leaning back on the sofa, Abner said vaguely - he had secreted too much adrenaline last night, and he was so busy almost until midnight that he washed up at dawn, and then barely slept on the sofa in the study for a while.

“......”

Seeing that he had no further thoughts, after a moment of speechlessness, stopped talking, and the two of them sat in silence in the hall.

"Mr. Felix, Master Heyman, it's time for breakfast, and Lord Duke invites you two to the dining room. ”

This atmosphere of dozing off while being bored did not last long, and less than a quarter of an hour later, a maid lady with a gentle and sweet smile came to the hall and invited the two of them—and at the mention of Abner's name, she accentuated her tone slightly.

"Thank you, sorry for your inconvenience. "Polite tone.

"Well, thank you, sorry for the trouble. "The tone of not waking up yet.

"No thanks, please come with me. ”

Smiling gently and politely, the maid led the two of them in the direction of the dining room.

The distance between the dining room and the hall was not far, so the three of them soon reached their destination—the Lord Duke Illia, who had invited them, was already waiting for them in the innermost seat of the long table.

Next to her, there sat a beautiful woman with purple hair in her twenties with bright eyes, as if the whole restaurant was filled with sunshine, and she was full of elegance and heroism.

However, compared to the well-built Ilia, the purple-haired woman's boobs are more sorry, no, let alone Iliabi, even compared to a girl like Jane, the purple-haired woman is inferior - it can even be said that if you only look at the breasts, it is no problem to say that the purple-haired woman is a proper pure man!

"Come on, then sit over there. ”

Without introducing them to the purple-haired woman's meaning, Illya said directly and coldly, and then stopped talking.

But that didn't stop the purple-haired woman from introducing herself.

"My name is Catelyn Dwight. In the face of the two of them's puzzled and curious eyes, the purple-haired woman said her name, and then, with a smile, looked at the stunned Abner: "Mr. Felix, my sister Jane has caused you trouble for some time, thank you very much for taking care of her." ”

“......”

Even though he knew that she was only saying kind words, Abner was shocked.

This is Catelyn Dwight.

Jane's sister, a royal genius and commander of the Praetorian Cavalry Regiment, Catelyn Dwight......

One of the nine Electors of the Duchy of Thun, Catelyn Dwight, who wields the Righteous Fury, the artifact of the town!

Although he had been hearing the name mentioned lately, Abner never imagined that he would meet her at this time!

Especially after Ilia said yesterday, 'Catlyn will not be in the royal capital for a while', he is even more convinced of this.

It's not scientific!

――What kind of science is it in the world of magic?――

"Get what you wrote. ”

Maybe it's because she can't get used to his performance, or maybe she thinks he can't write something qualified, Ilia squinted her eyes slightly and said.

"Oh, well, Lord Duke. Awakened by her words from shock and confusion, Abner replied in a panic, taking out a folded piece of paper from the pocket of his school uniform that had become a little crumpled, and preparing to hand it over.

"Katrin, can you get it for me?"

In a slightly coquettish and pleading tone, Ilia spoke to Catelyn.

"Okay. ”

Smiling slightly, Catherine's amber eyes filled with a hint of pampering, then she turned to Abner and said, "Please relax, Mr. Felix." ”

The slender and powerful white palm slapped lightly on the table, and Abner suddenly felt his body become involuntarily - his right arm flicked, as if throwing an airplane, and the folded piece of paper was thrown in the direction of Ilia by himself.

“......”

-- It's magic --

When she first opened it, Ilia didn't seem to care—probably because she thought what he had written was bland. However, when she roughly saw the middle, her expression began to become serious, and then ......

I don't know if it's right to say this, looking at it, the twenty-three-year-old Duke's whole person seems to be frozen, motionless, and the original exudation, from the inside out, the lofty 'aristocratic temperament' has disappeared all at once, and it has become as if she is just an ordinary, lonely, immersed in reading.

――What you write is so useful?

Looking at the Duchess who exuded a lovely temperament, Abner asked himself secretly.

"Illya, Ilia?" Catlyn, who was sitting next to her, hurriedly whispered when she saw that her friend's appearance did not seem normal, and at the same time glanced at Abner with a slight suspicion - if there was anything wrong with this guy, then there was no need for me to care too much about my sister's feelings.

"I'm fine, Katrin. Illya, who lowered her head to read, raised her head, and her seemingly calm eyes were faintly sad, and said softly: "You can also look at this." ”

――Young Women Reading――

Because of Ilia's experience, Catherine kept a serious expression from the beginning when she read Abner's 'works', but when she read part of it, Jane's sister, like her friend, disappeared from her original heroic and sunny temperament, and even the atmosphere in the whole restaurant became heavy because of her change of mood.

Faced with such an atmosphere, even if Abner and Heyman were hungry, they knew that they could not ask for a meal—let alone the maid who served them. As a result, the entire restaurant fell into an eerie silence.

――What exactly did you write?

Not being able to speak, but that doesn't mean you can't communicate, and after gently touching Abner with his foot under the table, conveyed this message to Abner with his eyes.

――I didn't expect that to be the case.

The corners of the mouth with a wry smile and the matching eyes convey such a message.

So, what exactly did Abner write?

――――――――I'm the essay divider――――――――

Mencius said:

"Shun is in the acres, Fu Shuo is lifted in the plate building, the glue is lifted in the fish salt, Guan Yiwu is lifted in the soil, Sun Shu Ao is lifted in the sea, and Baili Xi is held in the city.

Therefore, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically. People are permanent, and then they can change, they are trapped in their hearts, they are weighed in their worries, and then they are made, they are in the color, they are made in the sound, and then they are said. If you enter, you will not be able to go home, and if you go out, you will be invincible to foreign patients, and the country will die.

Then he was born in sorrow, and died in peace. ”

"Born in Sorrow and Died in Peace", one of the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient Yasheng of a large eastern country in Lanxing, in just 154 words, exhausts the philosophy of life and the truth of the world.

What Abner wrote was a translation of this little essay.

The previous examples do not need to be translated - if they are actually translated, there is absolutely no such person, and the arguments and arguments are meaningless. And whether it is from the experience of hard work and hard work of himself and his own family over the years, or the big people and heroes in the historical stories of this world, can be the argument of Abner, so there is nothing difficult about it.

The main difficulty is that the part of the theoretical exposition that follows -- the ancient texts -- stresses the subtle words and the great meanings, and if they are only translated word by word according to the literal meaning, not only will they not be able to express their original meaning and unique charm at all, but they may even give people the feeling of a lack of logic.

Therefore, after Abner's efforts in the middle of the night, the final result of translation, revision, and magic change was:

If fate wants to make a person a successful person, or even a hero, it must first make his soul feel pain and tempering, his body feel tired and destroyed, and his will feel suffering and testing. He was tormented from separation, he was made to be poor, he was made to be ashamed of defeat. In this way, his soul will become strong, his body will become strong, and his will will will become strong. So that they are not afraid of loneliness, poverty, and failure. In the end, he was not afraid of all the difficulties he encountered, and finally transformed into a successful person.

Everyone makes mistakes – small mistakes or big mistakes. No one can afford not to make mistakes unless he does nothing. Only after making mistakes can we correct our mistakes -- only after we have suffered from our hearts and emotions because of our mistakes can we cheer up ourselves and strive to improve, and then we can find the right path after repeated thinking and exhaustion. Put these in your behavior, in your words, and then let people know that you've corrected your mistakes.

If a person does not have a strict spirit of self-discipline and a noble enterprising spirit, there are no elders and relatives around him who are morally noble and strictly enforce the law to restrain him, and there are no correct laws and customs to guide him in the country where he lives, he will often become a person who is morally corrupt and achieves nothing.

Therefore, I can probably think that the successful and noble have to go through all kinds of difficult trials and tests, while the losers and degenerates often come out of a comfortable and hedonistic environment.

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PS: The full text above is not the end of this book, but the end of Abner's magic version of "Born in Sorrow and Died in Peace". Although I don't think everyone will misunderstand, let's explain.

Yesterday and today were both 3,000-word chapters, and tomorrow is estimated to be too, adding up to more than 9,000 and 10,000, which is about the same as the previous four chapters, so what is it that has been saved.

We will work hard to get more than 3,000 a day in the future.

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