"Student Isabel, student Jasmine, please go to the professor's office of the Magic Academy right now. Teacher Fisher is looking for the two of you regarding so matters."
When the student union cadre of the Dormitory Association found Isabel, Jasmine, and Milika below the Teaching Building, they had only just been dismissed from class.
"Ah, okay. We will go imdiately."
The two who were called both stared blankly slightly, and then coinciding without prior agreent revealed a tiny bit of panicked aning.
Isabel was because she copied Jasmine's assignnt over the weekend and then handed the assignnt up; being suddenly called by na now, she had extrely good reasons to suspect Professor Fisher had discovered her little actions.
Even as a princess, this kind of behavior of being suddenly singled out by na by the teacher to go to the office still made her heartbeat abruptly accelerate at this second, exactly like the engine of a steam machine roaring up.
But facing others outside she still remained that calm appearance. After smilingly answering the schoolmate who ca to notify them, that schoolmate then left. At the instant that schoolmate left, her gentle expression couldn't hold up anymore, turning extrely flustered and panicked.
Finished finished finished finished.
Previously during the Gothrin Festival she already knew Professor Fisher's relationship with her own elder sister was unusual. And ordinarily her elder sister was the one who was strictest with her. If by chance... if by chance Professor Fisher offered up the entire matter of her copying assignnts over to her elder sister, wouldn't she not even be able to return ho?
When the ti cos definitively older brother and father would also entirely know!
Had I known earlier I wouldn't have copied the assignnt. But on the weekend older brother t with the ministers of the New Party, holding a banquet within the Golden Palace; I had to prepare for the banquet, that's why I had no thod to write the assignnt ah!
That assignnt was so hard, assigned on Thursday and needing to be handed in on Monday; how could I manage to do it out!
Isabel wore a bitter face, cold sweat madly popping out from her forehead. Turning her head, she nevertheless discovered Jasmine's expression was also extrely nervous.
She carefully pursed her lips, both hands covering her own chest, bearing an appearance of difficulty breathing.
Different from Isabel who was worried because of copying assignnts, Jasmine was afraid the matter of her being a Whale-kin was exposed. If by chance the matter of her being a demi-human was exposed...
She cast a glance at the roommates beside her, not even daring to imagine what the consequences of exposure would be like.
"You guys truly are...! Isabel, I reminded you early on not to copy assignnts right, Teacher Fisher definitely spoke about this matter during class!"
Milika was the one who understood Fisher the most among the three. As early as the weekend when Isabel returned from the Golden Palace wanting to copy Jasmine's assignnt, she had reminded Isabel. But seeing she truly hadn't written it and had to hand it in tomorrow, there was simply no way.
"But... but there truly were matters at ho... I just didn't make it in ti to write..."
Isabel pitifully looked at Milika. That appearance made Milika sigh.
Before outsiders Isabel was precisely that gentle and poised princess; only before familiar people would she reveal her cute and childish side. Compared to a princess, Milika and Jasmine more so treated her as interacting with a familiar intimate friend.
Now that a matter sprouted up of course they could only face it. Deciding promptly, Milika stroked her chin and said,
"According to my understanding of Teacher Fisher, he definitely saw that you Isabel copied the assignnt. The reason he called the two of you over is wanting to criticize you a bit. Without a second thought this assignnt is definitely zero points. The crucial point lies in properly apologizing to Teacher Fisher safeguarding it won't be committed again. Moreover Isabel you are a princess, Teacher won't make things too difficult for you."
Finished speaking, because Milika revealed Teacher Fisher's information for the sake of friends, she sowhat guiltily emphasized again,
"But, next ti! You truly cannot copy assignnts anymore. Next ti Teacher Fisher might just hand you over to the Dean's office, you know?"
Isabel bitterly nodded her head. Conversely it was Jasmine who, realizing after the fact that Teacher Fisher wasn't looking for her for the sake of that night's matters, breathed a sigh of relief.
And then, waiting until that breath was relaxed, she again, similarly to Isabel, sank into panic regarding the copying assignnt disturbance, belonging to one wave not settling down before another wave arose again.
But uncomfortable as it was, they still had to go.
"You guys hurry up and go. I won't go this ti... avoiding Teacher Fisher knowing I'm behind giving you plans and strategies. Rember, properly apologizing is absolutely no problem!"
"Alright..."
Isabel and Jasmine wore bitter faces walking toward the direction of the faculty office. After passing through a good several Teaching Buildings, they finally saw the faculty office of the Magic Academy within the building at the furthest back.
When they pushed open the door to enter, arriving at the doorway of Fisher's office, his office door was currently open, revealing the situation inside.
"Mr. Fisher is certain about participating in this Volunteer Teaching correct?"
"Yes, the main the is exactly ethics right."
"Alright. Roughly starting next week we will successively notify all professors of the specific tis and locations; please pay attention to check and receive mail when the ti cos."
"Alright, many thanks."
Fisher prepared to rise to send off the teacher from the Dean's office. Following which, imdiately upon standing up he saw those young girls standing outside the door, constrained exactly like two small animals.
Isabel stood in front. Jasmine anwhile carefully hid behind her back, looking inside the office both curiously and fearfully.
Although she wasn't human, her fear regarding the matter of being invited to the office by the teacher didn't co any lesser than Isabel's.
"Co in."
Showing little expression, Fisher cast a glance at the two of them. Bitingly cold opening of his mouth caused Isabel to practically be squeezed in by the Jasmine behind her.
"Professor Fisher..."
The two of them voiced a greeting. Fisher didn't reply, conversely signaling for the two of them to sit in front of the office desk. Fisher brought over a cup of coffee, and then placed two assignnt sheets before them. Isabel very quickly saw that massive pile of little circles on her own assignnt and also that big zero egg right at the start; she almost didn't faint over.
Jasmine looked at her own full-mark assignnt. Not knowing why, she also concurrently pursed her lips.
"This is last week's assignnt. A total of three major problems. The line of thought for the two of you was roughly exactly the sa across all three problems. Now I want to ask the two of you a bit, was there any behavior of plagiarism between you."
Eh?
It seed Teacher Fisher still was unable to confirm whether she copied Jasmine's assignnt?
Hearing Fisher's words, he seemingly also didn't have confird evidence verifying she copied Jasmine's assignnt, so that was why he ca over to inquire herself?
Isabel subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to say she didn't plagiarize. But turning her head to cast a glance at Jasmine, and again recalling Milika's words, she pursed her lips, lowering her head to open her mouth saying,
"Yes. I... I copied Jasmine's assignnt. Furthermore it was who took the initiative to request Jasmine pass the assignnt to . All of this is entirely my fault."
"It wasn't, Teacher Fisher, it was ..."
Jasmine also wanted to open her mouth to explain, yet Fisher raised his hand to stop her from continuing to speak.
He nodded, looking at Isabel, opening his mouth saying,
"Very good. Then according to what I said during the first class, your assignnt this ti is judged as plagiarism. You will reap zero marks and be recorded a warning once. Should there be a next ti, you will inevitably fail this class. Do you have objections?"
"No... I don't."
Fisher pointed at her assignnt,
"The third problem, on the elaboration of the worldview of magical essence. Within the entire class only Jasmine and your line of thought was identical. But, when I was designing the third problem, the magical data every student received possessed subtle differences. Your Sub Ring count was 101, her Sub Ring count was 107. The data you used however was identical as hers."
The mont Fisher's words ca out, Isabel then knew that previously when he inquired whether she plagiarized, he was fishing for law enforcent. Fisher definitely pulled her and Jasmine over under the circumstances of having confird evidence. If she had just now said she didn't plagiarize, I'm afraid it just wouldn't be as simple as a warning.
"Tell now, why didn't you carefully finish my assignnt, but went to copy Jasmine's?"
"Apologies, Professor Fisher. My elder brother hosted an extrely important banquet on the weekend. I had to go participate, thereby delaying the completion of the assignnt..."
Fisher's fingers tapped the tabletop. The elder brother Isabel referred to ought to be exactly Dexter Gothrin, naly the eldest son of the currently reigning King Godlin IX. About seven years older than Elizabeth, he was the Imperial Prince with the most possibility of succeeding the throne among the several children.
Because of the reasons of Godlin IX's body, the customary matters of the King now were basically handed over to this prince. Right now Schwari was imdiately about to visit Naris. During this important mont, the banquet he hosted to entertain New Party officials definitely had relation to this matter.
One could roughly guess, the Prince was aiming to hand over complete authority of handling this matter to the New Party.
In politics he skewed toward the New Party, yet concurrently maintained a certain degree of ambiguity with the Gryphon Party. This was a technique every king knew.
Within Fisher's heart silently flashed traces of contemplation, subsequently acknowledging Isabel's explanation,
"I understand. But this ti is the final ti. Should there be any next ti, you will inevitably be punished according to the asures I spoke of previously. Alright, you can leave."
"Thank you Professor Fisher!"
Jasmine and Isabel simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. They were imdiately about to rise to give Fisher a greeting, but the Fisher behind them unexpectedly suddenly opened his mouth,
"Wait, I ant student Isabel can leave. Jasmine you stay here a bit first. I have so matters to speak with you about."
"Ji..."
That young girl who just stood up was imdiately frightened by this sentence of Fisher's into emitting a flustered chirp so soft it couldn't be heard clearly. She cast a glance at Fisher, very quickly sitting down flusteredly again, wearing an at-a-loss appearance.
Isabel quietly pinched Jasmine's shoulder a bit, signaling she would wait for her right outside, and then retreated out of this office.
Waiting until only Fisher and Jasmine were in the office, only then did Fisher for the very first ti ticulously size up the young girl before his eyes.
The young girl before his eyes always loved wearing loose dresses currently not very popular in Saint-Nazareth. And underneath that dress were a pair of over-the-knee white long socks and little black leather shoes. Her sitting posture was conservative, her two feet reservedly placed together. Her two hands also subconsciously rested in front of her own lower abdon; the skin on her face also slightly reddened flush.
"Does Professor Fisher have any other matters?"
Her tentative, soft words made Fisher briefly forget she was a demi-human race. At least from the outward appearance right now, Fisher didn't see any single flaw.
But he still rembered the young girl's soft words within the Natatorium that night. She once called out the na "Ramastia". That was to say, she also ca from the Southern Ocean, an ocean-based demi-human race believing in this [God of a Hundred Faces].
The last ti hearing this na ca from Reinar aboard the ship, that tiny little Crabman Race.
"Your assignnt was finished extrely well. On many problems it far surpassed the schoolmates of your period."
Fisher casually pointed at her clean and tidy interface, saying, "Especially on the elaboration regarding the essence of magic within the third problem. This is still the very first ti I've seen this kind of viewpoint. Even I feel it's extrely miraculous; so it turns out magic can be explained like this."
Within her third problem, she viewed magic as a connecting bridge. Wholly different from how regular people viewed magic as tools to pry the World's Echo, she comprehended the several parts of magic as the various parts of a bridge. The orientation of the bridge, the body of the bridge, and the foundation of the bridge were exactly the various constituent components of a Magic Crest.
Fisher guessed, this was possibly the perspective from which demi-humans within the ocean viewed magic. Although Jasmine had already whitewashed it utilizing text, it nevertheless still exposed the differing worldview she possessed as a Whale-kin.
"Ah... I, I also read the works of many predecessors... and then, and then rely thought like this..."
She sowhat nervously explained, terrified of Fisher discovering so clues from within.
But Fisher seemingly entirely didn't think toward that direction. He smiled, saying,
"Don't be nervous. This is a good thing, illustrating you possess extrely outstanding vision and magic talent. But even if it's like this, I also must criticize the matter of you lending out assignnts. You cannot do it like this next ti, understood?"
"Yes!"
Hearing Fisher's warning, she was scared into sitting her body straight, raising her voice a bit speaking like so.
But seeing Fisher reveal an amazed expression because of her sudden loud-voiced answer, she again with a flushed reddened face covered her own mouth, repeating once softly again,
"Yes..."
Fisher recovered from his amazent, expressing no harm indicating,
"It's like this. My assignnts have extrely many parts needing to be graded. I ordinarily still have other matters keeping busy. So I had thoughts of looking for a student teaching assistant, normally responsible for helping grade assignnts and prepare for Tutorial Courses. During Tutorial Courses, it requires you to explain the assignnts and the doubts produced during curriculums for the schoolmates."
"Of course, this is not asking you to help in vain. I will strictly pay you remuneration according to the salary standards for teaching assistants, and can additionally teach you so magic and demi-human knowledge... I rember, during the start of the sester, the single and only person within the entire university who submitted an elective application letter to the demi-human race knowledge curriculum I opened was only you."
Arriving here, Fisher's true purpose was then revealed out.
He seemingly truly caught fancy on Jasmine's magic talent, wanting to further instruct her magic knowledge, while concurrently also being able to relieve the pressure of him grading assignnts a bit. After all, this kind of matter was very common no matter in the Royal Academy and Saint-Nazareth University. For example Milika was precisely running for election for Laofang's literature teaching assistant, helping her grade ordinary assignnts.
However, Fisher's true purpose was actually wanting to borrow this opportunity to preemptively tie down this Whale-kin not easily encountered. He wanted to comprehend the entirety of Whale-kins, including how she disguised herself into a human, and for what purpose did she co ashore.
These secrets hidden at the bottom of her heart couldn't be wrung out using ordinary thods. He needed an excuse to increase the probability of her exposing flaws, and the reason of teaching assistant was exactly just right.
"Eh... eh? But... but I..."
Jasmine instinctively wanted to refuse. She wasn't the kind of person who liked to show her face in public. The mont there were many people she couldn't even speak clearly. When at the bottom of the sea everyone generally didn't talk much, all entirely resting within Ocean Trenches. She was the one most lively; now having co ashore arriving beside humans, she conversely was made shy by their passion.
But deep in her heart, she also wanted to accept this invitation.
Because she was extrely interested toward everything of humans. She felt humans were both friendly and uniquely creative, having created extrely many beautiful things, including their magic, architecture, opera... most most importantly, those delicious foods!
"What's wrong? Are you afraid of giving class before schoolmates?"
"Ah, that... mm."
Red in the face she nodded her head, evidently hit on the mark by Fisher's words.
"Mm, then the matter of the Tutorial Courses can be delayed for the mont. But I feel you also ought to exercise abilities in this aspect a bit."
He collected their assignnts back into the bag packaging assignnts. It was unknown whether he thought of sothing, but he suddenly said,
"The lack in oral expression has the possibility of making you lose the opportunities to express your own genuine thoughts and feelings. Although at the ti perhaps feeling it is nothing, but in the end, they will all turn into regrets, remaining within your heart for an entire lifeti. This is a sentence of sincere advice... alright, what is your decision like, can you tell ?"
But Jasmine however raised her head because of this simple single sentence. She seemingly was moved by Fisher's language. Passing a good several seconds of silence, only then did she nod as if struggling, replying,
"Mm!"
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