Mockery

"I have already consulted the school board, and at least until the assessment results are released, Red Leaf Academy will not be closed. So you don't need to worry too much."

Allison thought that Carlos's current state was due to the imminent closure of Red Leaf Academy, which caused him excessive sadness. After all, Carlos fell ill just a week and a half ago.

Allison believes that forcing him to close Red Leaf Academy now is indeed not very humane, so he has decided to give them an additional three months to adapt to this outcome.

Allison believes that forcing him to close Red Leaf Academy now is indeed not very humane, so he has decided to give them an additional three months to adapt to this outcome.

"There are many things that cannot be avoided by forcing yourself, regardless of the outcome. No matter what happens, do not blame yourself for it. You have already worked hard enough!"

"Thank you, Elder Allison. However, until the final moment arrives, no one knows what the outcome will be. Perhaps you can look forward to Red Leaf Academy's performance during the graduation assessment."

With a slight sigh in his heart, Allison couldn't help but think how naive Carlos still was.

"I understand, hurry back and rest. I don't have a bed here for you to lie on."

"I'll go back first. Wish you good health." Carlos forced his drowsy brain, pressed his chest with his hand in salute, and then floated away from the office.

As he walked to a corner on the third-floor corridor, he stumbled and almost fell.

At that moment, on the other side of the corner, a man with short golden hair happened to walk by and quickly reached out to support him. This was Wells, an intermediate teacher at Black Night Academy.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thank you!" Carlos, half-closing his eyes and barely standing steady, nodded to Wells in gratitude before propping up his eyelids with his fingers and leaving the administrative building.

Wells watched him leave for a while before realizing that the spiritless, gray-haired man with curly hair was Carlos from Red Leaf Academy.

Recalling the two 'pointers' Carlos gave in his own class last time, Wells hesitated whether he should catch up and apologize to him for his previous disrespect.

But before he could make a decision, Carlos had already walked away.

"Never mind, I'll bring up this matter again next time..."

Wells held a form and knocked on Allison's office door.

"Come in!"

The gaze lifted from Carlos' self-reflection letter, and Allison said, "Oh, it's Wells. What can I do for you?"

"Elder Allison, I would like to request permission to utilize the main campus simulation battlefield for practical combat training purposes for our students."

"The students at Black Night Academy are all very good. I didn't expect so many people to participate in the assessment this year... Alright, but we must pay attention to safety during practical training," Allison said as she signed the application form.

At this moment, Wells caught a glimpse of Carlos' self-criticism letter from the corner of his eye. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Elder Allison... regarding Carlos..."

"Oh, he came to deliver his self-criticism letter. Don't worry, he won't repeat the same mistake as a few days ago. I also hope you can understand him more. Carlos is not a bad person by nature; it was mainly due to the news of Red Leaf Academy being closed that made him lose control for a moment..."

"Elder Allison, I don't blame him. In fact, what he said in my class that day was very inspiring to me. I'm just curious... about his situation."

"Regarding Carlos's situation?"

The Elder Allison, who had just stamped the application form, paused for a moment and then suddenly smiled. He asked in return, "Do you know about Galleon Research Institute?"

"Of course, it is one of the three major magic research institutes in the Kingdom of Durant."

"Although Carlos lacks magical talent, he served as a research assistant at the Galleon Research Institute for three years."

Wells' pupils instantly dilated, and he stood still in astonishment.

.....

Dragging his exhausted body, Carlos allowed the students to study on their own today and then went back to the dormitory and fell asleep immediately.

After staying up late for two consecutive nights, he felt completely drained. It wasn't until the afternoon that a knock on the door woke him up.

With a throbbing headache, Carlos opened the door to his dormitory and found his student Jack standing at the doorway.

"Teacher, there is a group of people wandering around our college, saying that they want to demolish our college."

Carlos instantly woke up and quickly asked, "Where are they?"

"They are now near the teaching building!"

Carlos put on his coat and ran out with Jack.

Six people with different clothing styles are holding a map near the three-story teaching building, seemingly planning something.

"After the demolition here, a larger area will be available for building a simulated battlefield, which is perfect."

A tall man with a brown beard drew a circle on the map in his hand.

"That won't work!"

A woman with black glasses retorted, "Adrian, Red Leaf Academy has only this much space. If we build a simulated battlefield, where will the other academies have space to build anything else?"

"Jessica, the simulated battlefield is not exclusive to our Red Iron Academy. Once it is built, all academies will be able to use it together, benefiting everyone."

"Not every academy is as combative as the students at your Crimson Iron Academy. Our Violet Academy needs a herb garden, not necessarily large in size, just enough to grow some common herbs for our students' herbalism classes."

Listening to their conversation, Carlos approached slowly and cleared his throat, saying, "Ahem, it seems like you all are having a heated discussion. May I join your chat?"

Upon hearing Carlos' voice, Adrian and Jessica with glasses turned around.

"Isn't this our teacher Carlos? Last time you visited the Red Iron Academy, I wonder if our academy's Pete has taken good care of you?"

He said that Pete is actually a black German Shepherd.

A few days ago, when Carlos went to other academies to borrow magic elements, he was chased by Pete from the Red Iron Academy. At that time, in order to avoid Pete, he fell and hurt his shoulder while climbing over a wall. It still hurts a little until now.

"He's alright, that child is very enthusiastic."

"Next time I visit as a guest, I will bring olive oil, butter, sea salt, black pepper, and white sugar to express my gratitude to Pete."

Upon hearing this, Adrian's expression immediately turned sour.

"However, the plan you were discussing just now may not materialize."

"Carlos, do you think there is still a chance for Red Leaf Academy to continue?"

Jessica has heard a little about this junior teacher whose magic level is even lower than that of an ordinary student. Carlos didn't go to Violet Academy last time, so today is the first time Jessica has seen him.

"Why don't we have a chance? As long as our college performs well in this year's assessment, Red Leaf College won't have to close."

Adrian mocks Carlos, "It seems that you don't have a realistic understanding of the strength of Red Leaf Academy. I heard that your academy has over sixty students, but only one of them is worth mentioning, and she is just an apprentice in magic. With such limited ability, how do you expect to achieve good results?"