Chapter 454 Welcome Home
Sitting in a wheelchair, turning the leather-wrapped wheel, Shilov did not let Ah Fu push her, but wandered around the garden aimlessly alone.
The flowers in the scorching sun reflect crystal light, and the restored bronze statue of the little angel continues to spray water mist like a bird to water the flowers.
In the garden square of the Mechanical Palace, under the leadership of several veteran instructors, about twenty teenagers aged 12 to 17 were running in a neat queue.
Since Horn left, perhaps out of fear that Shilov would be lonely, many child soldiers were brought in as servants to keep Shilov company.
After so many people joined, although most of them were teenagers, the entire garden of the Mechanical Palace was well taken care of by them.
All the broken bricks and weeds were cleared away.
The peeling bronze statue was repainted, and the mottled walls were painted with mortar, not to mention that the damaged and missing corners of the flowerbed were filled with mortar bricks by these boys.
These children are all specially selected by Horn. They are loyal orphans with the physique of a holy person, as well as intelligence and perseverance.
What they received in return was mathematics, history, philosophy and logic explained by Shilov herself.
Especially natural theology, it also contains a lot of mechanical knowledge, namely Gallar's three laws of mechanics.
The geniuses of the empire seem to have the ability to reversely refine the remaining chapters and deduce them on their own.
Horn told Witte about Yunlai's architectural knowledge and urban planning concepts, and he invented "Ten Books on New Architecture".
After Horn taught Shilov the leftovers of middle school physics and mathematics, she also worked backwards to produce the first draft of "Mathematical Principles of Natural Theology".
Unlike the historical "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy", this book does not have so many complex philosophical reasoning and mathematical arguments.
Because many useful mathematical tools have not yet been invented, forcing them into a book is definitely not enough.
So Shilov may have to write several basic books such as "Algebraic Methods" and "Geometric Methods" in the future.
Although there are still many mistakes and omissions, it is enough to teach these eleven or twelve-year-old children. Let’s first synchronize the culture with the middle school students on the earth.
If Frick School of Arts and Sciences is the key to the door of the Salvation Army government, then this small seminar of Shilov is the door to the Royal Council and the Senate of the Salvation Army.
Here are the heavyweights who attend classes. For example, the two nominal talkers of the Boy's Army, Night Watch Chief Duvalon and Gendarmerie Captain Rafael, should theoretically attend classes here.
Not to mention the rest of the boy army, large and small, who have high status but no actual power.
"President of the Academy." Rafael, who did not follow this expedition, but stayed in the Mechanical Palace for a month of classes, said helplessly, "His Majesty said he would arrive in the afternoon, but that is not necessarily the case. This road We might encounter a giant spider on the way, so we might have to delay."
"Who said I was waiting for Horn?" Shilov, with a cold face, turned her head, her beautiful green pupils. Staring at Rafael so hard that he shuddered in fear.
You must know that Shilov adopts a classical education. These children have been slapped in the palm by Shilov frequently.
“I’m just out for a walk, okay?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Shilov suddenly straightened her back, and her tail that was originally drooping with explosive hair suddenly stood up. She stared closely at the door of the Mechanical Palace, and her pointed wolf ears stood up as if she heard something.
As a wolf girl, Shilov can hear things that humans cannot.
In the next second, she suddenly became smart, quickly turned the handle of the wheelchair, and sprinted towards the door, the propeller-like rotating tail seemed to be pushing the wind to accelerate.
Before Shilov could get closer, the iron-lined door of the Mechanical Palace opened on both sides with the sound of creaking and gear shifting.
In the crack of the slowly opened door, Horn, wearing the holy robes of the old pope, yawned with a lazy face.
Shilov's tail turned and made a sound that broke through the sky.
As she turned the handle, she was about to sprint towards Horn, but she suddenly stopped, and even her wagging tail stopped abruptly.
She pricked up her ears alertly and stared sharply at the door that had not yet been fully opened.
On the one hand it was out of reserve, on the other hand she smelled a strange smell.
Sure enough, as the door was completely opened, when Horn stepped in, there were two women wearing nun hats behind him.
In fact, this is not a nun's dress, but a saint's dress customized by Mrs. Isolde.
The appearance is adapted from the black nun uniform, but the upper arms are changed to looser puff sleeves, and the forearms are fitted with tight-fitting armbands.
But Isolde added a lot of slit designs to reveal the white lining and lace inside.
In addition, Isolde also cut the long skirt into a short skirt that only covered the buttocks, and wore a pair of black shorts under the short skirt.
She even wore white spider silk stockings instead of trousers. The stockings were worn from the soles of her feet to the top of her thighs and tied with a thigh strap.
The golden brooch was made in the shape of a wax seal, and under the wax seal was a strip of yellow paper with densely packed holy scriptures written on it.
Because it is tailored to fit and the animal sinew belt is buried in the waistline, the slender belt and gear only serve as an armed belt
In the middle of the belt are two front and back ones Pure black gold embroidery covers the knees, which is a design similar to an apron.
This knee-covering is a product that does not exist in this world, but is a decoration used by the ancient princes and emperors of Horn's hometown.
The reason why Catherine and Jeanne dress like this is not because Horn is a super old man who doesn't even want to show a trace of a woman's skin, but because of the characteristics of a witch. In principle, a nun's uniform is most suitable for witches because it does not expose too much skin and reduces the possibility of spreading witch disease.
But if you are in the Mechanical Palace, you can be more casual. Only the holy ones can enter the Mechanical Palace, and they will not be infected again.
After putting on clothes, Shilov couldn't even recognize Jeanne, but she still knew the smell, but who was the other woman with the smell of a witch?
Looking at that mature and bright face, Shilov's eyes gradually moved to the left, aiming at Horn, who was walking towards him with a smile.
As Horn got closer and closer, Shilov's tail stood straight.
There was no expression on her face, her ears fluttered, her hands were folded demurely on her thighs, maintaining a dignified and elegant posture until Horn walked to a position two or three meters in front of her.
Opening her mouth, Shilov was about to speak when she saw a dark figure rushing over from the side and hugging Shilov.
Smelling the familiar smell, Shilov helplessly patted Jeanna's arm: "Long time no see, Jeanna."
"Shilov, I miss you so much. ." Seeing someone close to her, Jeanne grinned and stuck to her, "I'm telling you, you don't even know that I have been..."
Except for Sissi, as Jean. Na's first real female friend, Jean Na had too many things to say to Shilov.
Although she had to annoy Horn for more than half an hour every night, it was obvious that this was not enough to satisfy her habit of talking.
There are some little thoughts and secrets that must not be told to Horn.
After hugging Shilov, Jeanne started talking nonstop without even giving Horn a chance to say hello and introduce Catherine.
Watch her pressing Shilov's wolf ears, leaning on them, looking at Catherine and Horn with her eyes, and baring her teeth and claws.
Horn could guess what she and her best friend were talking about without even listening.
Without asking for trouble, he moved closer and turned to look at Catherine aside.
But Catherine is also very busy now, and a group of White Mountain Hermitage astrologers headed by Robert are already waiting.
At this moment Catherine strolled up to the astrologers and stretched out her gloved right hand.
Robert was on the side to introduce Catherine, while the astrologers walked up to introduce themselves one by one and kissed the knuckles of their middle fingers.
At present, Catherine is very likely to serve as the leader of the White Mountain Monastery. Although the city was defeated in the battle of Rapid City, half of the Imperial Company was consumed. This performance has been supported by many elders in the party.
Horn couldn't disturb him either. He was still counting on Catherine to get him a group of qualified astrologers.
The charging of the Ether Spire is calculated by Shilov, a half-baked astrologer. If such a group of elite astrologers help, the charging frequency of the Ether Spire may be increased.
Jeanne and Shilov were going to reminisce about the past, and Catherine was going to meet with the people from the White Mountain Monastery. Standing at the gate of the garden, Horn suddenly realized that he was suddenly an outsider.
But the embarrassment did not last long. After Shilov and Jeanne said a few final words, they turned their wheelchairs and came to Horn.
"How long are you going to stay here?" Looking up, Shilov stared into Horn's eyes.
"Why didn't you ask me if you were sick or injured? Did you eat well? Did you sleep well?"
"Jean Na has finished telling me all that. You are very energetic." Shiloh Fu glanced at Catherine with a smile.
With a slight smile, Horn changed the subject smoothly: "I plan to stay for half a month, give myself a few days off, and then maybe spend the Winter Advent at Castle Joan of Arc."
“Aren’t you in Qiumu Island?” Shilov’s wolf ears drooped.
“After all, Fort Joan has just fallen into our hands. On this important festival, I must celebrate with the citizens of Fort Joan, or spend it on Qiu Mu Island again next year?”
"I can already stretch out my right elbow." Shilov answered the question, stretching out his hands like a little zombie. "The year after next, I can go and see the Ibe River you mentioned. There is the Nao'an River, and I want to see the sea."
"I guarantee you can see it." Horn smiled playfully, reaching out and stroking Shilov's furry wolf ears.
When the sunlight shines on the gray-purple fur, it actually has the texture of translucent ruby.
Although Horn touched Shilov's wolf ears, half of her human ears were as red as fire.
Stiffing her body, Shilov pretended to be angry and picked up her soft tail: "I told you, you are not allowed to touch my ears...and tail without my consent."
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"Okay." Horn agreed.
Shilov knew that he would not listen, so she just held her breath and turned the handle of the wheelchair vigorously towards the main hall of the Mechanical Palace.
But after walking a few meters, she did not turn around again, but suddenly stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
“I almost forgot, I have one more thing to say to you.”
Turning the wheelchair, Shilov swayed her body slightly, sprinted briefly and then drifted, turning to face Horn with her superb wheelchair control skills.
Using two index fingers to raise the corners of her mouth, Shilov tried hard to open her chin and made a stiff but bright smile: "Welcome home."
(This chapter End)