MTL - The More They Object, the More It Means I Did the Right Thing

Chapter 40 Liszt: Brother Ansu’s wisdom is far greater than his own

 A grandson is harming me.

 This was Ansu's first reaction when he got the newspaper.

 But soon, he slowly came back to his senses: Could it be that someone had used Cavins' name fraudulently?

 Unfortunately, Ansu was not the only one who slowly figured out the fishy problem.

 Who is the first to come out, who is the second to come out, and who is the third to come out.

 You can understand it once you understand this sequence.

 The fellow villagers on the border are very understanding.

Arthur reacted for a long time, and his smart brain finally came to his senses, and looked at Ansu with a rather resentful expression;

In contrast, Liszt stared at Arthur with the same resentment - while Ansu looked at Liszt with slight disgust: Are you bullying a pregnant woman?

 “What a despicable guy, he actually uses the same moves as me.” - They thought to themselves.

These three people stared at me and I stared at you, staring at each other for a long time. The air seemed to be stagnant. The warm sunlight outside the window entered the room, and the shadows of the trees on the balcony flowed with the light.

 “How about,” Ansu broke the silence, “should we cancel each other out?”

“You are the only one whose name has not been used fraudulently,”

Liszt pushed up his glasses, flashing a cold light, "What's worth?"

“Cavens and I have a life-or-death relationship.”

Ansu replied without changing his expression, "If you use his name, it is equivalent to using mine."

 Born into death, I was born, you into death.

 Ansu means birth, and Cavins means entering death, so there is a relationship between birth and death.

 “It’s still not worth it.”

Arthur stared at Ansu.

Handsome face was full of constipation, and the free and uninhibited smile could not be maintained. He trembled all over when he thought of what he would encounter after returning home.

All they lost was face - Ansu didn't even lose face, but what he was about to lose was his life!

“You who received the money, you who received the money yesterday, Brother Ansu.”

Arthur looked at Ansu with resentment in his eyes, "Didn't you agree to help me pass the exam?"

 He no longer trusts fellow villagers.

　What does it mean to receive money? The barbarians from another world speak so crudely. This collection is not money, but a progress fund.

“So, are you sure you failed the exam?” Ansu asked.

“I still did the multiple-choice questions.” Arthur replied.

That is indeed a failure.

 “What about you?” Ansu turned his gaze to Liszt again.

 “Humph.” Liszt pushed up his glasses gracefully, he said confidently and elegantly,

 “The goddess will take care of me.”

This person also sent it.

 Ansu made a conclusion in his mind about these two people.

 He paused and began to think.

 According to the plot of the original work, Arthur also sent it.

The written test scores account for 30%. If you want to pass, you must get very high scores in the next two tests: and Arthur's talent is all added to the knight, the knight is a warlock, and his next two tests can be said to be Horrible.

But after all, Arthur is an important role in the configuration. According to the Wangdao style of wanting to advance and suppress first, this is the stage of depression: After Arthur passed the exam, he returned home and was kicked out of the house. But it was a blessing in disguise. A year later, in When he was at his lowest, he encountered a strange encounter and finally completed his counterattack.

　　So if he passes as a saint, the adventure will not happen to Arthur.

It has to be yours.

Ansu showed a thoughtful expression. He first glanced at Arthur, but saw that this guy was tall and muscular. He was also a natural martial arts prodigy, and his whole body was full of bravery.

Looking at Liszt again, I saw that this guy was calm, elegant and very thick-skinned. Until this moment, he still refused to admit the fact that he had failed the exam. It could be said that he was shameless in persisting in his disdain.

 The most important thing is that the moral quality of both of them is not high. These two sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks can help me in my exam tomorrow.

 No, it’s very helpful!

Ansu gradually came up with a preliminary idea in his mind, and a bright smile appeared on his lips - he thought it was quite interesting.

 “What’s your exam number?” Ansu asked.

 “I am No. 59.” Arthur didn’t know what Ansu was doing after hearing this.

 “I am No. 60.”

 Ansu is 61. It seems that the three people from the border are grouped together.

 Does the examiner want to wipe out the whole group?

 “I have an idea.”

Ansu smiled calmly and said, "It can help everyone pass the test of the Holy See."

 I am the last one to appear

 If the plan goes well, I won’t even have to take the exam.

Arthur suddenly raised his head and looked at Ansu like a drowning man looking at a life-saving straw, full of eagerness and expectation, but he quickly shook his head and said suspiciously,

 “Brother Ansu, you won’t cheat me, right?”

 “I never cheat anyone.” Ansu said kindly, his blue eyes reflecting the pure white light.

The looks of these three people are very deceptive: Arthur has an uninhibited and free image, a sunny and confident noble son, while Liszt has a calm and elegant appearance, and looks like a knowledgeable scholar and gentleman.

Ansu, on the other hand, looks delicate and clean. He tilts his head and his long gray hair slides down the sunlight outside the window. He looks like a simple boy next door.

Arthur decided to trust his fellow villagers again.

 “Okay, if Brother Ansu can save me this time,”

He seemed to have made up his mind, "I, Arthur Sunny, swear to the goddess that I will truly recognize Brother Ansu as my boss from now on!"

 “What about you?” Ansu turned to look at Liszt.

“I will not agree with you.” Liszt replied calmly. He is a restrained and proud nobleman, “I will not agree with a nobleman who is unqualified in [consciousness] and [will].”

Liszt was an aristocrat of high standard, but his arrogant spirit did not allow him to do things of low standard.

For example, the despicable activity of reading and reviewing books.

"my plan,"

Ansu paused, resting his elbows on the desk, and supporting his chin with his slender fingers crossed, "It is a trial that requires [consciousness] and [will] to complete."

 “Do you have this awareness?”

Sunlight comes in and is cut into shadows by the window lattice. Light and darkness are scattered on both sides of the desk.

Liszt could clearly feel that Ansu's temperament had changed: the sunny and cheerful boy before had disappeared, and a very scary atmosphere emerged from him.

“You two, are you willing to listen to my plan?”

Liszt always felt that something terrible was about to come out of Ansu's mouth.

ten minutes later.

Liszt's eyes when he looked at Ansu changed, completely changed - he clearly felt that the man in front of him was far ahead of him in terms of taste and cultivation, and his elegant gentlemanly spirit deeply touched Liszt. special.

 As Ansu said,

Only the noblest spirit, the most unyielding perseverance, and the most elegant and proud soul can complete this grand plan.

 Who else could I be?

“Brother Ansu, I have done this with you.” Liszt solemnly said to Ansu, “For the sake of a great cause, I have already made up my mind.”

 “Boss Ansu,” Arthur clasped his fists, “Me too.”

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 (End of this chapter)