The Holy Court, the full name of the St. Pardes School of Magic.
Even if there are two more Saint Soviet Glory Colleges that focus on cultivating knights and Saint Dean's Glory College opened by the God of Light on the Dreamland now, it still cannot shake the unique and lofty status of the Holy Academy in the Dreamland.
Compared to those two colleges that were controlled by the Knights Association and the Pope and had inextricable ties with other countries, St. Pardes College was as clean as a lily growing on a cliff. She is far from the clutches of power and desire, and does whatever she wants. For example, to lend a helping hand when a small country is invaded, for example to go to rescue when a certain area encounters a disaster...
Her status is not given by the monarchs of various countries, but is sincerely sought after by the people of the whole continent.
Therefore, when the admissions test every three years comes, students across the continent are as excited as young girls to be married.
- Even thirty years ago, St. Soviet and St. Dean's College, jealous of St. Padres's admission rate, announced that any candidate who took the St. Padres exam would no longer be allowed to sit for their college's rules, still prevented Not the sight of the Holy Court in full swing every three years.
But this beautiful and touching thing obviously can't dilute the troubles in Orosei's heart.
In order to completely get rid of the political shadow of those in power, the four sages who established the Holy Court signed an agreement with them, agreeing to recruit seven exempted noble children each session. Of course, the exchange condition is The St. Padres School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will have a separate, uncontested piece of land.
So they have the land... and the trouble every three years.
When the princes and princesses who are expected from various countries come to the academy, it becomes impossible to keep the Holy Court completely away from political disputes.
And this dispute has been further exacerbated in the last session.
From the two most powerful countries on the mainland, the prince Ciro of the Kaeding Empire and the princess Jonny from Shaman Lille openly staged a power war in the academy. One-third of the students were involved in this struggle, and the academy was harassed, and the impact was extremely bad.
Although the final result was that the two were sent back to their respective countries to think about it behind closed doors, the problems they left behind and exposed made the teachers in the academy discouraged.
Orosei looked down at the list in his hand.
The tutors who have the qualifications to lead independent classes all find various excuses to avoid the next batch of exam-exempt aristocratic students. If he can't find their own tutor before the students arrive, then he will have to do it himself.
"Lord Headmaster," his secretary Michelle reminded him, seeing his troubles, "Not all tutors have refused, at least one."
Orosei's eyes lit up, "Who?"
Michelle pulled out the list of all the tutors in the Holy Academy and pointed to the aisle at the bottom, "Professor Tajilis, the tenth-order true magister. I checked, and the number of students under his name is zero, and he can bring ten more students. A student. Because of staying in the laboratory for a long time, he is not mentioned in the professor's opinion inquiry form this time. I think you can ask his opinion. "
"Hydein?" Orosei showed a very strange expression.
The six elite magisters sent by the junior college broke through the magic circle and finally came to the door of the laboratory.
As the dean of the junior college this year, McCreese had to take the lead and knock on the door.
The door opened without warning the moment his fingertips touched it.
A pale, thin but extremely handsome face appeared behind the door, and the azure blue eyes made them panic for a while.
"Who allowed you to disturb me?" Heidein looked at them blankly.
McCreese coughed dryly, straightened his back and said, "That's it. We are entrusted by the great dean of Orosei. Would you like to bring a few students?"
"Student?" His voice was clear and sweet, and when the tone rose, there was an indescribable ambiguity.
Everyone else nervously waited for his answer.
"Hmm. That's alright." Heidein suddenly pointed behind him, "This is the result of my five years of research. Help me move to the library's confidential archives and lock it up."
McCreese was stunned and said: "But the research results must be unanimously approved by the college council before deciding whether to lock them into the confidential archives, load them into textbooks, or something else."
Hydein snorted coldly: "Do you think you can understand my stuff?"
The six elite petrochemicals, aspiring to comfort themselves together: He is Hydein, he is Hydein, he is Hydein... So this attitude is normal, normal, normal... Be calm, be calm, be calm...
"Also, my students must be personally selected by me." Hyde raised his head arrogantly, with clear eyes flashing in his eyes, "I'm not a garbage shelter."
"… "
If Orosei can predict the prophet, he would rather bring his own students than let him out, right
McCreese had almost seen Orosei shut himself in the office beating his chest.