To put it simply, after the dean had sorted out the parts of the main work that he was still undecided about, he brought this to the meeting, hoping to use the mentor's omniscience to anchor a relatively harmless conclusion and direction for the development of the event.
This is not a baseless accusation, but a necessary measure.
Compared to warriors, incidents involving mages, who can cause catastrophic consequences on their own, must be handled with utmost caution.
As the dean of the academy, she is also one of the main leaders of the current academic faction. She is a key figure who can cultivate thousands of talents and often has to handle many important matters concerning this land. Her handling of these matters can affect the livelihoods and even the lives of countless people.
Of course, although these things should have been a secret transaction between the two of us, and no outsiders should have overheard, after the mentor's repeated meddling, the head of the academy seemed to have gradually tacitly allowed me to exist quietly on the side.
The conversation proceeded quickly between the mentor and Ms. Juliana, who were sitting opposite each other.
"Most requests for external support have ended. The students and teachers who went to provide assistance, with the exception of a few who sustained minor injuries and those still assisting in the reconstruction of the transit hub and the Holy Tree Fortress, have mostly returned to Academy City. Normal teaching activities are expected to resume starting next week."
"Then, because of the unusual activity of this beast tide, its sudden outbreak and sudden cessation of activity aroused everyone's vigilance. They were afraid that this was just a temporary slowdown and that a more intense counterattack would be brewing later. Some city-state owners applied to the academy, hoping to organize a group of sufficiently strong reconnaissance teams in advance to enter the gray zone to conduct reconnaissance activities."
"turn down."
The mentor suddenly interjected, "Although the main body of the beast tide has indeed retreated, a small number are still wandering in the wild, and their numbers in the peripheral areas are higher than in previous years. It's not enough to just keep those mercenaries from operating outside, so don't even think about anything else. Going in now would just send the reconnaissance team to their deaths."
"We can equip them with magical tools that can deceive the monsters' perception systems, and then supplement them with..."
Casually picking at the gaps between his fingernails, the mentor shook his head: "It's useless. Although I can't tell you directly why those guys retreated, most of them are currently active. The magical tools you mentioned can only deceive monsters that are in a deep sleep or haven't yet woken up from their dazed state. Using them now would just attract attention indirectly."
She paused, then used an analogy: "It's like turning on a light in an already bright room. Although you don't feel anything because the room is already bright, when you are forced to look directly at the light source, you will still feel the stinging in your eyes and the disgust that rises from the bottom of your heart, which will make you violent and irritable."
“…I understand.” Juliana sighed, gestured for the leftmost page to fall gently, crossed it out herself, and then stacked it on top of a dozen neatly arranged pages. “Next topic.”
"Professor Adrian, who specializes in astrology and illusion, recently submitted an application to the academy, stating that the academy's autumn field trip and practical activities are approaching, and since it has been a long time since he has had a course scheduled for practical activities, he hopes to be allowed to lead the next event."
"Why are you asking me this? I have absolutely no intention of vying for dominance."
"I only care about managing my dear disciples. Whether others learn or not, or whether they study diligently, is none of my business. I only offer guidance when I have free time."
The answer was very much in the style of a mentor, and it was consistent with the mentor's usual attitude towards other students.
Before I was caught by my supervisor for opening the wrong door while doing a virtual walk, I thought she was just an ordinary teacher who was warm on the outside but cold on the inside, someone who was only passionate about her own research but completely indifferent to the opinions and feelings of others.
And now...
The dean stared at the figure opposite him for a long time, and, realizing that he could not persuade him, could only sigh: "You... alright."
"I was originally thinking of having you participate in organizing this practical activity, since there are quite a few students who can successfully master astrology and illusion, which could easily lead to a lukewarm reception. With you joining, the other students might be more enthusiastic. But it seems that we don't need to consider that now."
"So, can you guess what kind of practical activities he wants to undertake?"
"It's something like a star maze or something."
"The only thing that can combine both and successfully demonstrate one's abilities to attract more students to pursue further studies is that."
As if he had already prepared the answer, the mentor quickly replied: "Adrian's research over the past ten years has not yielded many breakthroughs. In fact, due to the wrong direction, he has gotten stuck in the quagmire of studying celestial phenomena. He is overconfident in his own abilities and thinks that the backwardness of the equipment is the reason for the delay in his research. It seems that he can't come up with any new ideas."
"Isn't this also why you haven't arranged any practical activities for him?"
“Indeed,” the dean readily admitted, then pressed, “In your opinion, should his application be rejected?”
"Do whatever you want, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it won't cause much trouble."
The mentor waved his hand, paused for a second, and turned to look at me: "My dear disciple, would you like to participate in the activities organized by the academy from time to time?"
"If I remember correctly, apart from the freshman orientation when you first enrolled and the recent project selection that everyone had to participate in, you've hardly participated in any college activities, right? Do you remember what your classmates look like and what their names are? Why not take this opportunity to get closer to your classmates and the younger students?"
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