Interview with Dean (2)
As the Sylvania Academy is large, the organization chart is also very complicated.
Still, organizations usually get simpler at the top. An organizational chart that looks like a spider’s web when unfolded can’t be this simple if you look at the top part of it.
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McDowell, who was the dean of the Sylvania Ministry of Magic and also served as the highest dean among the three major deans, was a member of that simple organizational chart.
Coming down from the top, the name comes right from the second branch. It is the person in the position right next to the vice-principal.
“The academic staff didn’t follow your expulsion process. Well, I guess I figured there was no need for that.”
He had a shaggy beard on his face and an old one-piece pair of eyeglasses on his face, but his attitude toward me wasn’t like that at all.
I did not drink the tea that the dean’s secretary gave me. It was because it was not a friendly atmosphere.
“Is there any need to go through the procedures of expulsion by scouring the school regulations and expelling you through the disciplinary committee according to the regulations?”
Dean McDowell, who was sitting across from him, spoke with a firm face.
Although it is a surprising fact, this attitude of holding weight and speaking with force is only a superficial appearance of Dean McDowell.
It is acting in a coercive way to cover up your fragile and compassionate inner self.
It’s a fact that you can’t know unless you go through the sub-quests, but it’s not surprising to me, who has already gone through all the antenatal and finished concept play.
In the first place, it is inevitable to have a rather overbearing attitude if you want to serve as the dean of a place like the Ministry of Magic.
Those who climb if you look shallow are academic politics. It is admirable that he has maintained that character.
“If it doesn’t work out, I will go through the process of expulsion from the bachelor’s office ex officio.”
So I couldn’t help but be puzzled. There are two reasons why I am puzzled.
First, as mentioned above, Dean McDowell, who does not dare to stand up to the student, why is he acting in such a threatening manner that it does not suit him.
The second is his position.
He is the dean of the Sylvania Ministry of Magic and is the highest dean among the three major deans.
It is a position where there is no reason to be involved in whether each student is expelled or not. Rather, he is in a position to review and approve the implementation plan.
A position has a job commensurate with it.
It’s like calling a student, sitting him in the office, and discussing whether or not to leave the school… It’s a strange sight as if the mayor was looking at a complaint when he went to the ward office to get a copy.
“Do you have any excuses for this?”
Of course, if you are an ordinary student, your frame of mind will not reach this point. It’s just that you’ll panic at this situation itself, where a high-ranking nobleman calls you and tells you you’re expelled from school.
After thinking about that, I saw the intention.
It is the intention in itself to embarrass me.
“It is a wise word.”
So once I said that, I decided to think about it a bit more.
A luxurious and splendid drawing room, an unusual situation suddenly summoned during a public event such as the opening ceremony, a private conversation with a well-dressed and high-ranking person, an aggressive and intimidating attitude, and a situation in which the prospect of expulsion is blinding.
The higher you are, the better you are at creating this kind of external pressure.
I want to see my reaction in this situation.
Inevitably, such questions follow.
Why?
Ed Roth-Taylor is an ordinary student with only a few noble ancestry. It wasn’t that he had any magical talent, nor that he excelled in writing.
The noble lineage is nothing more than a slightly unusual business card in Sylvania. The children of all kinds of nobles and wealthy people are plentiful, and even the princesses are still attending school.
How could Ed Roth-Taylor, who is just a student, spend so much time on his own?
There were few possibilities. I sighed deeply.
“Princess Penny, I would like to thank you. They try to look after the people even in the land of study, and they always pay attention to the little things.”
Words thrown out like a spit.
A word to say about the princess out of the blue while we were talking about whether or not to be expelled from school. It would be absurd to say something that has nothing to do with the topic of conversation.
what is that all of a sudden? Why are you talking about it now?
This reaction should follow.
“what?”
However, the forehead narrows momentarily. For a brief moment, I caught the reaction.
“What do you mean now?”
However, the other person is also a human being who has held the position of the highest dean for over 5 years. It takes less than a second to pick up a poker face that has been released in an instant and serve it again.
But that brief embarrassment is enough to realize the truth.
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Maybe it’s still
In the first place, if I was in a position where I could think of myself even after mobilizing the best dean… Principal Obel, Vice Principal Reina, and Princess Fenia were the only ones.
There is no reason for a principal or vice-principal who has no point of contact to talk about me. It’s much more probable that Princess Penia is the one.
Even if it was a place where the virtue of learning took precedence over the noble heaven of status, it would not have been possible to ignore the words of the princess.
In a way, it’s like a real Penia princess.
If you don’t want to be expelled from school, you can just bring the enlisted soldiers, tie them up, and force them to reveal your secrets.
Did you think that if you did that, you wouldn’t be able to confess your true feelings?
Or did he think that such barbaric and coercive means were not his style and had no meaning?
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Maybe both.
In the end, it was the right decision.
Even if I tied them up and threatened them, there was no way I could ever tell them that I was really a possessed person, and that I was a separate person from Ed Roth Taylor.
Can you buy a job that would make you a madman?
He must have come up with a different method.
“No, it was nonsense. sorry. Ha ha… What do you mean… I was nervous… ha ha ha ha ha…”
He scratched the back of his head as if he was indifferent and mumbled his words. I smiled as stupidly as possible, but Dean McDowell’s eyes, who were looking at me, became rather sharp.
He is already a hardened human.
I realized that I was trying to judge myself.
Oh my… the shovel has gone a little too deep.
“I was just… thinking about what the ‘correct answer’ would be.”
So I just decided to go out on my own.
“What is the reason for calling in one student like me and having them sit down and measure my bowl… What should I answer to be the ‘correct’ answer?”
I know that expulsion sentences are only nominal.
This fact was naturally assumed. To some extent, it was a word with the meaning of grasping your innermost thoughts.
If the opponent was an overbearing and overbearing person, it would be counterproductive. It can feel like you’re trying to match, which can actually hurt you.
But I know. Dean McDowell is surprisingly not as authoritative in that regard.
“In conclusion, I think what I did was wrong… but I don’t think it was enough to get me expelled.”
“If you go through the bylaws of the university, it is enough to make it a reason for expulsion.”
“The bylaws and regulations are always vague and vague, aren’t they? There is plenty of room for interpretation. So, there is a disciplinary committee, and it will give students an opportunity to speak.”
I decided to go with a theoretical answer.
“Then I have no choice but to take advantage of all the opportunities I have been given. You have to persuade the disciplinary committee members as much as possible, put up posters on the bachelors, and convince the classmates. I also complained that I had suffered injustice.”
It would be a pain in the ass for a bachelor’s degree.
“Are you threatening me now?”
“Not at all. This is so sincere.”
He spoke with a proud face.
In the first place, intimidation cannot be established. What kind of intimidation is a student at risk of expulsion from the top dean?
If you want to expel them from school, you can ignore all such trivial disturbances. It will be noisy and annoying for a while, but it just ends there. In the first place, there is no way that Ed Roth Taylor would have a classmate who would sympathize with him.
“I just do what I can. And then if you get expelled… you can’t help it. Still, if I don’t do anything and just get expelled, I think I’ll regret it later.”
After talking like that, I took a sip of the tea that the secretary had offered me.
“Is this enough….is the ‘correct’ answer?”
It’s like wearing a mask and having a conversation. It will be the same over there.
a moment of silence.
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McDowell looked at me with his chin clenched for a while, then opened his mouth again.
“Princess Fenia said something a little difficult about you. At this point, to some extent, I agree with that statement.”
The blessing of insight that judges human beings, the secret conversation with the born princess.
I don’t even hide the fact that it was Princess Fenia’s instigator that brought me to watch.
We didn’t say a word about it, but we already know each other about it.
“A human being who is cunning like a fox, but doesn’t feel mean.”
“If you say that, doesn’t it sound like I’m doing some trickery?”
“It’s calmer than the students who trembled just by taking them to the dean’s office.”
Have you been too calm? That kind of thinking comes to mind. Even if it was a mistake, I can’t pick it up now.
“Anyway, let’s go. Whether your answer is correct or not, I will withhold.”
“Then what about expulsion… how?”
Dean McDowell smirked at those words. It was the first time I saw this dean’s true face.
“You are very smart, too.”
There was no intention of expulsion from the beginning. Haven’t you noticed that fact too?
It was Dean McDowell who I now knew as he spoke those words elegantly.
*
I almost became X…!
He threw the firewood into the bonfire and sighed in relief.
I don’t know what it is, but I feel like it was a very important turning point in my future career.
That’s what I said, but if my answer was a little wrong, I might have really blown away my hair.
As I closed the door and came out, I glanced at McDowell through the gap, but there was no sign of relaxed and smiling faces, and he was again in agony with a serious face.
He was seriously judging me.
He’s a human being who can’t be distracted.
Well anyway, the dice are rolled, so I’m just doing what I have to do.
[ New finished product ]
simple drying rack
A simple wooden drying rack designed to dry laundry and food. The support is not strong enough to handle a lot of weight.
Crafting Difficulty: ○○○○
[ The production has been completed. Crafting skill has increased. ]
It is good news to see the finished drying rack wiping away sweat. Slowly, I felt the need to check my life skills. He was so hectic and busy, he didn’t have time to check the detailed proficiency level.
[ Life Skills Details ]
Grade: Beginner Craftsman
Specialty: Woodworking
Dexterity Lv 10
Design Lv 2
Gathering Ability Lv 3
Woodworking Lv 7
Fishing Lv 3
Cooking Lv 4
Dexterity proficiency level is 10…
Dexterity is the basic skill of all life-related skills, and among the overall stats, it is the skill that has the most conspicuous relationship with the dexterity stat.
As the mastery of dexterity increases, the increase in the proficiency of other skills also rises noticeably.
In addition, the significance of having a skill level of 10 proficiency was great. Reaching proficiency level 10 means that you have the basics for that skill in earnest.
When proficiency level 10 is exceeded, the experience required to move on to the next skill level rises significantly. From here on, proper ‘investment’ must be made.
I floundered on the flat rock, surrendering myself to the heat of the bonfire.
It’s too hard and cold compared to the dean’s sofa. Still, it’s a rock I’ve been taking care of since I fell into this world, so it feels like it fits perfectly on my ass.
Sitting in the camp, which is now completely home-like, I spread and squeezed my palms in front of my eyes.
“After all… shouldn’t he be born as a nobleman?”
Clearly, the skill level of the living world is rapidly rising compared to the battle world or the magic world.
Even if you are gifted with talent, you will not be able to bloom if the environment does not support you. He grew up being treated like nobility, so he was living with this ability.
Well, you must have thought that making, cooking, and repairing things yourself was lowly. There is nothing I can do about my identity.
“Still, after going through that hardship, I have prepared an environment where I can live.”
Compared to the Ophelis Pavilion, which has the best facilities in Sylvania, it may be a homeless situation.
Besides, I ate my stomach full at the opening ceremony today, so I didn’t feel much hunger. I guess I’ll just go to sleep like this.
“I still can’t just fall asleep.”
Today, only the opening ceremony was over, so I had quite a bit of time left. Also, unlike the morning when I went to school in Gubo for fear of being late, I had a lot of energy left because I walked leisurely when I got home.
I picked up a few books that were lying on the grass. It was a bit awkward to sleep like this, and I was thinking of reading a book before it got dark. It was a book about various edible plants and wild herbs borrowed from the student library in the faculty building.
Knowledge is survival. If you have the ability to discern edible grass, your diet will be wider.
“I wish I could make some workbenches and reading tables. I’ll have to give it a try this weekend.”
With that thought in mind, I laid down on the simple wooden shelter and opened the book.
And fell asleep in 10 seconds. It was almost like fainting.
I was actually a little tired…
*
The Department of Magic dean’s office in the corner of the faculty building.
Dean McDowell was sitting on the reception couch, chin resting. It had been a long time since Ed Roth Taylor passed away.
“Hmm…”
There was a lot of work to be done, but he sat motionless, deep in thought.
The dean’s secretary, who was sorting through the paperwork, sighed deeply inwardly so that McDowell didn’t notice.
It’s been a while. Often, Dean McDowell did nothing like that and was in deep thought.
It is natural for work to be delayed, and the secretary’s permission to leave work is not granted in time.
It was too late to go home on time today, and while thinking that, I decided to clean the secretariat that had been put off.
‘You’re going a little longer this time… What are you thinking so deeply about…’
Seeing Dean McDowell completely frozen in thought, the secretary looked out the window full of stars.
Thanks to the clear skies today, the starry sky was very beautiful. To ventilate, I opened the window and let the wind in.
“Secretary Agnes.”
It was then that Dean McDowell spoke up.
“Is my smoke a bit too much tea?”
“Yes?”
Dean McDowell’s conduct is so perfect that I sometimes wonder if he has a double personality. At least, the dean’s assistant, who was always by his side, knew that fact.
In the spirit of asking such a question, the secretary just stuttered and said that it wasn’t the case.
So the night of the professor dong was deepening.