Theresia Montpellier was nearly backed by a seat in the dean's office.
I glance at the paper in my hand again and smile all the time.
"You're a totally troubled child, Hart Zenfis, you are"
All written exam answer forms were filled with correct answers.
Some of these are difficult questions that even active court magicians cannot solve. To the extent that this can be solved within the test time, it is sufficient to have a single finger in the country as well. Close to home is only Professor Luceiyannel, a college genius.
As a student, he sees excellence but a bias in knowledge, and the creativity backed by one rare sense or another is Hurt's taste and Theresia analyzes.
It was hard to believe the correct answer to all questions, no matter how much.
(If so, it's probably the result of fraud...)
Unfortunately, there is no evidence.
The test questions were strictly controlled to avoid leakage outside, and the multiple junctions for fraud prevention did not react at all during the test.
But there was a man near him who thought it was easy to break through any of them.
(Black Warrior, Shiva......)
I don't know who he is or what he's up to. But its strength outweighs that of the great sage, Grameus, instead of Princess Flash.
If he manipulated ancient magic, which is outside the common sense of modern magic, no one would have noticed and could have helped Hart's injustice without leaving any trace.
Of course I don't see why he would lend Hurt a hand without leaving the realm of speculation.
Does it have any benefit to him that Hart was exempt from class? Or because there's some kind of burden?
No conclusion could have been drawn on this occasion either.
(Except to keep an eye on it, no)
Originally, it is her creed to thoroughly examine anyone suspected of wrongdoing.
Hart, in particular, is an 'insignificant' student as long as he sneaks up on the class landscape. I do not doubt that it is the duty of educators to lead such students on the right path.
Though...
Later and earlier, I thought there were no students in my hands other than "she."
I'm sure Hart is one of a kind. Then it is better to leave it with those who have close thoughts.
Because poorly coached in common sense can crush the free-flowing 'genius'.
(Yeah, tiarietta. If she...)
The door was knocked hard as I was caught in thought. It's not an emergency… it's simply because the visitors were crude. Upon response,
"Hey, college chief, I'm here. What do you mean, look at people's faces and laugh?
Theresia puffed out at the appearance of the person she had been thinking about earlier.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you"
"Fine, though. And more importantly, did you get the results of your written exam?
Tiarietta Luceiyannel niggles while standing right in.
"Yes, it was full of subjects"
"Oh, that's amazing. I'm not sure he said something like that because he had some pretty difficult problems."
I can't take it as the word goes. Now I didn't look surprised. Rather, I keep my chest up just to be sure.
"You look kind of dissatisfied, huh? You think you've been working wrongfully, Hart?
"Yeah, I think so"
"Do you have proof!
"No, you don't"
"Hmm. Then you don't complain, do you?
"Right. From your current attitude, it would be useless to pursue. I don't have to worry about his academic performance, but he doesn't ask questions from me. I will report the results to the House of Lords only as they stand."
"Mmm, that's a bit of an unexpected reaction. What if the people in the House of Lords have become obsessed?
"Of course, I'll shut you up"
Without falsehood, Theresia ran out of words.
"... Dean of the College, have you changed anything?
"It hasn't changed. I admit it's against my creed, but this is the second time."
"Hmmm...... Hart, is there a problem like you in the past? Guess who?
Don't tell me it's you.
"I haven't had a tongue fight with the Dean in a long time, so I kind of missed my guess."
"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to argue with you, but that's another time."
"Wow, it was a snake. I'm sorry about the eagle..."
Well, look, Tiarietta says fix the position of the glasses.
"Finally, I ask, does what you asked seem okay?
"We're carrying it well so far. Although it is a special case during the special case, due to the strong hope and high strength of the person, in the prior rooting phase there was a large majority in favour. Problem is, your parents have convinced you."
"He said, 'Mother is super cooperative. So it's only a matter of time before your father falls, right?
"Then you should say, 'It's okay.'"
That's good, Tiarietta laughed a little at
"So let's get to the point where we were called here. Look, how long have you been hiding? Come on out."
From behind her, a little girl showed up. Brown skin with white hair is unusual in this country. And the red eyes looked so strongly at Theresia that they shot out.
"The child protected you in the ruins, Mr. Mel, right?
"Yeah, but... that's an unprecedented reaction. You don't have to look so scared, that sister won't eat you, do you?
The girl was clearly stripping away hostility against Teresia smiling.
"Even I was suddenly taken out where I was losing my memory and confused. You should be on guard."
"Well, yes. But in this situation, can you treat it properly?
She explains that she brought Mel here to perform her psychiatric treatment.
"You know I have a heart, don't you? Don't worry, we have experience with similar cases"
"Yes, I am. I've missed the eagle before, but don't just pull me off here. Sit there."
Half-forced to sit on the couch, Tiarietta left the room with a "that-nothing".
In a painful silence, Theresia rises up and slowly approaches the girl.
"Was it still you, Mercumenes (...)"
To the dropped word, Mel - Mercumenez bit his back teeth with a giri.
"That's what the authentic apostle of Lucifera, the demon god, has become a lot more adorable. Have you run out of magic somewhere?
"... who are you? The quality of its magic...... not a person (...). What do you know about me?
"Yeah, I know. It just doesn't make any sense what I tell you."
Theresia stroked her white hair and gently put her hands on her cheeks.
"A lot, you felt scared. There's so much I want to ask you, but if I can't, you're completely broken."
Her eyes turn red.
"When that happens," he "- makes the mysterious person who shiva have doubts about me. So..."
"Hih, - Huh!?"
I grabbed Mercumenez's shoulder trying to escape fear and eagled his face.
"Forget it. May you live peacefully as just a girl before this."
Mercumenez's vision dims.
What faintly floated in the dark was the appearance of the Creator -.