As soon as you enter Academy Town through the front gate, you should imdiately see the academy building because it is located on a plateau and is positioned in one line with the gate on the main road. A main road was four tis bigger than the other roads, which could fit five horse-drawn carriages, and at the end of the main road was the academy building.
The academy building was a sleek gray color, and so parts of the walls looked like they were made of cent covered by granite. In front of the academy building was a field made of concrete floor that was twice as big as the building itself, and the area was surrounded by tall columns. More or less, it looked like the colosseum but only one level high.
In front of the building, there was a group of people in teacher uniforms. Their uniforms were black with long backs that almost touched the ground. They were wearing square scholar hats with blue string dangles.
So of the academy town's soldiers were lined up behind and a few ters in front of them. Then a few target dummies for the examinees to arrive
There were seven professors, and the professors were sitting on simple wooden chairs with tables in front of them. From their faces, it was obvious that they were miserable that they were forced to test the transfer students, Felicia and Allen.
"Geez, how can the principal allow a test for transfer students in Praterea's class? That kid isn't really a transfer either; they are soone who's never been to school before."
"I'm sure it's not just the principal; the teacher council must have had a hand in this. They must have received quite a lot of money to enroll these new students."
"Receiving bribes—gosh, the academy is really moving in a bad direction, whereas in the past it wasn't this rotten."
Most of them were elderly people in their 50s to 70s. Three were won, and four were n.
But apparently, one teacher didn't join in the conversation with the other teachers.
"Is she the young teacher that the teacher council ntioned?"
"Petronella, that young girl was one of the top and forr imperial students. But she dropped out as soon as she submitted her thesis, even though her professor hasn't graded it yet."
One of the examining teachers, Petronella, sat alone while bowing her head and repeatedly pounding the heels of her shoes on the floor.
"AAARGH! THE HEAD OF THE SCHOOL F*CKED !" scread Petronella, startling all the teachers beside her.
"Just watch out! I'll definitely cut off that principal's long beard!" she muttered in annoyance.
___ A week ago, after Petronella left the principal's room
There was a soldier who stopped her exit from the academy.
"What the hell is this? Move aside. Just so you know, I no longer have any connection with the academy; even if I destroy your bodies, I can escape at any ti," Petronella said with her index finger glowing.
"Petronella..." called soone behind her.
"Sigh... Professor Oswald, what's going on? Is this all your doing?" Oswald was wearing a professor's shirt with a purple rope hat, a hint that he was on the teacher council. When Petronella saw Oswald, the light on her finger imdiately disappeared.
"More or less, but it's not my doing; it's the principal's. Let's go inside," Oswald said as he invited Petronella to enter the room to his right.
"This is why I hate the academy," muttered Petronella, who seed to give up fighting when she saw Professor Oswald in front of her.
They went into the room.
"I hate this room," Petronella said once she entered, or perhaps was forced to enter.
The teacher council chamber, had the sa systemization as the Wildenhall king's chamber, except that the council chamber could be entered at any door using the council mber's ring.
The council chamber was more like a small and simple courtroom, with a dais in the center for those conducting thesis examinations, while the eight councilors sat on a high platform.
Petronella stood at the dais below, looking up at the councilors, who looked like they were reading sothing.
"So, why am I required to be here? Have I done sothing that isn't in line with the academy? If I'm not mistaken, I've already left this school on good terms."
"Quite the opposite," replied one of the council mbers.
"Huh?"
"A few months ago, we read your thesis on mana mutation and god's blessing manipulation."
"What?! Didn't I throw that thesis away?! Why is that thing in your hands-"
Petronella finally realized
Soone else had the thesis: her supervising professor, Oswald. Professors should not be allowed to publish a thesis without their students consent. If he intended to publish it under his own na, or steal the research, there should have been no need for the council to call Petronella here. So probably, soone knew about the content of the thesis and forced Oswald to give that thing to the council.
The only person who could do that was
"That oldman!" The headmaster, Eliphas Ingranius
'No wonder he suddenly called to the academy and offered that amnis book. He must have arranged all this so that I could co back here! And the reason he's only calling now, must be because I have reached adulthood a year ago!'
Petronella could only remain silent in front of the teacher council. It wasn't that she felt cornered; she just felt furious that once again she was back in the clutches of the principal's hand that she hated.
"Petronella Morgana Mappleleaf-"
"Don't call by that na!" shouted Petronella, looking at the council angrily.
Ignoring her anger, the council continued.
"Your thesis is a new breakthrough in mana, but it's still full of holes."
"First, you still haven't done any experints."
"Second, you still haven't validated so of the things you state in your thesis, which sound plausible but are of doubtful truth."
"Third, you haven't really finalized your theory."
"Fourth, one of the contents of your thesis states that
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