Комната Историй / The Room of the Stories: Глава 6

A group of fourteen people listened with interest.

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Blake listened with interest. If she had a tail, it would definitely be wagging from side to side.

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"Wait, what?" Weiss asked, confused.

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"Tsk!" Blake hissed at her, listening to Ren again. Although not even that, she literally raised herself up and tried to make out the text in the book out of the corner of her eye.

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Hearing this, many of the students froze in their seats, confused. To follow the group, just because there was no more hope left? It was… well, they couldn’t find the right word. Only Ozpin himself knew how desperate people were willing to follow others. He had once been in Mr. Arc’s place, leading an army against Her. That had been a long time ago. The constant despair among the troops, the constant pain of their lives being nothing… that had been a long time ago. It was better if all of that remained in the past. Closing his eyes, Ozpin took another sip of his coffee. Cold…

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All: "Nothing!" Turning away they continued to listen to Ren.

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//"He's brainwashing them," one blond thought.

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Anyway, the rest of them weren't too interested in the mechanics of the story. They were the very model for the words: "Panem et circenses!"

Camrad_RIP 25.11.24 в 09:44

But somehow we've strayed from the topic. So-o-o-o-o...

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Ren continued reading the story.

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Once again, several people chuckled or snorted. Weiss rolled her eyes once again. She couldn't even imagine what kind of idiot would be happy about Arc's praise. Although... glancing sideways at the Champion, the heiress changed her inner thoughts. Okay, let's say some people would be happy about such praise.

Camrad_RIP 25.11.24 в 09:46

Shaking her head, Weiss listened to the story again, her mind still wandering.

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Jaune couldn't help but sigh at that. He hoped that wouldn't happen, that his book counterpart would be able to come up with some sort of plan, like they would need more food, so wasting their energy on capturing the flag would be a waste of energy. That thought was quickly shattered when the Fearless Knight noticed Mercury smirking slightly as he looked at Ren while listening to the story.

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Jaune sighed again.

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//"Who am I kidding? This is only chapter six of the book. There are seven more to go, and in those seven, anything could happen. The Fall of the Tribe, an escape, or even some kind of Revolution behind enemy lines. And I," Jaune momentarily lost his train of thought. "I mean, book me would definitely suffer the consequences of such actions… damn Author. Damn Mercury and book Russell. Damn Room…"

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The mug of coffee froze near his lips as many glances were cast at the headmaster of this establishment. Without changing his expression, he put it down on the table and, smiling as usual, looked at Jaune, who was looking at him with interest, like the others.

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And only Glynda felt a little embarrassed.

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Only she and the other teachers knew that the choice of team leader was often based on a different principle. It was indecently simple. However, Ozpin was not wrong in this speech either. Anyone can become a leader. So - from another point of view - even if you just poke at someone, you won’t be wrong. You just need to come up with the easiest name… ahem-ahem.

Camrad_RIP 25.11.24 в 12:32

Glynda Goodwitch turned away from Ozpin smiling softly, holding his mug in his hand again and drinking coffee. She didn't have the strength to look her students in the eyes. She wasn't going to tell them the method by which their team leaders were chosen. Or the team names, either.

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Meanwhile, the mood of the people in the room had returned to the desire to read the continuation of the story about the War Games. So it was not surprising that after a few minutes, the voice of the young man sounded in the room again.

Camrad_RIP 25.11.24 в 12:33

Weiss, and several others, listened with interest to the last words.

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