Scroll stood behind His Highness Roland, quietly watching him write the manuscript. The autumn sun shone through the window behind her, making her feel as if her whole body was bathed in warmth.
"Ah, in addition to electronic gains and losses, what else is there? I'm waiting online, it's urgent." From time to time, the Prince would write on the paper, and then he would hold his forehead in contemplation, and would also say some incomprehensible nonsense. At first, Scroll was still somewhat worried about his physical condition, but later she found out that this was just His Highness's normal state when he was recalling "knowledge".
But today's symptoms were more serious than ever.
Unfortunately, she couldn't help him. Scroll sighed, among the witches, perhaps only Anna could help him in this aspect. She had already memorized the contents of the previous few pages written by His Highness, but it was just memorization, nothing more. This knowledge was much more profound than the mathematics and natural principles of the past, just reading it once was enough to make people dizzy, it was no wonder that His Highness would be so embarrassed.
"How about, we stop here for today," Scroll couldn't help but say.
Roland gave up and put down the pen, leaned back on the chair and took a deep breath, "I really envy your photographic memory, if I could be like you, why would I be afraid of exams? I would have long been admitted to a famous school and reached the peak of life. "
She automatically ignored the latter half of the other side's nonsense, "Does His Highness also need to take an exam in the palace?"
"Yes, otherwise how can we distinguish which prince is better," he muttered.
"In fact, sometimes it's not good to remember everything," Scroll said with a smile, "For example, bad experiences, sad and sad things, it's better to forget them."
When she was in Seawindshire, because of her poor identity, she had suffered countless insults and beatings. Until now, she still clearly remembered the place where she was hit, the perpetrator's twisted face to vent his anger, and the pain caused by every punch and kick. It wasn't until she was sheltered by the old captain with a broken leg that her life became slightly better. In fact, in a place like the slums, there were people who died every day because of internal robberies and fights, and it was no less than those who died of cold or hunger.
For a long time, she had been extremely disgusted with herself, why all the suffering was still vivid in her mind.Because the scene in the memory was too clear, every nightmare in the middle of the night was almost repeating the unbearable past. Later, on the day of her adulthood, she awakened the branch ability "Book of Magic." Only then did she realize that her extraordinary memory came from her identity as a witch.
Roland probably guessed what she was thinking and smiled apologetically. "You're right."
Scroll immediately felt a warm current flowing through her heart.
Very few people would care about a witch's opinion, not to mention that she was a prominent member of the Royal Family.
"It doesn't matter. It's all in the past, Your Highness."
Roland Wimbledon was different from the nobles she had met. In fact, he was completely different from the people she had met. He had vast knowledge, but he always wanted to pass it on to others. He had a noble status, but he didn't reject others. He enjoyed the adoration of others, so he could do whatever he wanted. However, not only did he not do so, but he also took care of others' feelings.
In just one year, a desolate and impoverished town had undergone earth-shaking changes. The witches had also obtained the peace and freedom they had longed for for a long time, all thanks to His Royal Highness Roland. If she hadn't experienced it herself, she wouldn't have believed that there was such a ruler in the world.
Now, Scroll found that her own thoughts were changing little by little. Before, she didn't agree with His Royal Highness marrying a witch, but now she felt that no matter who His Royal Highness married, he would ascend to the throne of Graycastle. He didn't rely on those conventional and greedy nobles, but on the people who supported him to bring a better life.
She vaguely felt that this force would be stronger than any previous force.
"Ah, forget it," Roland suddenly rubbed his head. "This is the last page of content."
"Should I record it tomorrow?"
"No, just give it to him like this. Also, include a physics textbook, it should be enough for him to study for a while." His Royal Highness took out a new piece of paper and quickly wrote a few big words. "After all, it's a book from the 'ancient times', it's normal to be missing more than half of it, right?"
Scroll took the paper and saw the name of the book written on it: Intermediate Chemistry.
After finishing the memorization work, she left the office and was ready to go to the City hall. The beautiful scenery of the backyard attracted her attention.
With the completion of the castle wall expansion, the backyard was now almost the size of a small town square. In less than a week, it was full of all kinds of plants. There was no doubt that this must be the masterpiece of Leaf.
Scroll followed the olive tree path and walked step by step into the depths of the garden. After passing through a row of dense sugarcane fields, she saw Leaf sitting next to a small pond, resting.
She did not wear her usual braids. Instead, her long green hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her pure white feet gently splashed the water, and she was holding pieces of wheat in her hands. From time to time, she would throw them to the schools of fish that were swimming around. Every time a fish came up to rub against her toes, Leaf couldn't help but chuckle.
"Your foot is better," Scroll sat down beside her.
"Ah, Teacher Scroll," she blinked, then nodded and smiled. "Yes, Miss Nana restored it to its original state, so that I don't have to endure the pain of my toes in winter."
"Are the plants in the garden all improved by you?"
"Yes," Leaf pointed happily. "Over there are the grape sheds, and over here are the fruit trees and crops. I also asked His Highness to send a batch of compost, just in time to test the absorption effect of the new crops. In addition, there are dozens of bird nests in the fruit tree area, and all the flying messengers raised by Honey are sleeping on the trees. "
Scroll lovingly stroked her long hair. "I thought you would be the first witch in the Witch Cooperation Association to evolve. After all, when you were in the Impassable Mountain Range, your ability was no less than Cara's."
"His Highness said that evolution comes from the understanding of one's own ability. Plant cells are indeed incredible, but I have long felt that they should be a whole. You see, when a bundle of grass is condensed into a ball, it can change into a flexible vine. If they are different, how can they fuse together? "
Scroll opened her mouth, not knowing whether to comfort her or to agree with her words. Finally, she said, "Even if your ability doesn't evolve, you can still do a lot of things for His Highness."