A few days later, the third apprentice tower, the dean's room.
In the spacious dean's office, Karls was sitting at his desk correcting official documents.
"Dong dong dong~!" At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" A dry shout came from the cage on the table. It was the demon pet owl raised by Karls.
"Quiet, Byrne!"
Karls tapped the iron cage lightly with his wand, then turned his head and waved lightly towards the door.
"Open the door."
"Creak~" With a sound, the door opened.
Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a black cloak. The cuffs of the cloak were embroidered with the pattern of wisdom leaves. In addition, there was a tattoo of a winding head on the chest of his cloak.
Coat of arms of the flaming hyena.
The leaf of wisdom represents the wizard, and the flaming hyena is the family crest of Oslaine.
Heraldry and patterns are very careful. Different patterns and coats of arms represent different meanings, and the combination of these two patterns means -
Oslane's family wizard.
Karls frowned and asked lukewarmly: "What's the matter? Philip."
A wizard named Philip walked into the dean's room. He first bent down and saluted Karls: "Master dean Karls."
Then he explained the purpose of his visit and said: "This trip is on behalf of the Oslaine family. I heard that Joseph had a conflict with someone not long ago. We hope to find out what happened so that Oslaine will not be treated unfairly."
"Unfair treatment?" Karls sneered.
He picked up a thick stack of rice paper on the table and slammed it on the table: "You should really take a good look at these documents to see Joseph's 'great achievements'!"
He said harshly: "You guys, Oslaine, are really talented!"
After saying that, he threw the rice paper casually, and there was a "crash" sound, and the scattered rice paper immediately flew into the hands of Philip in front of him as if it had wings.
Philip picked it up and looked at it casually, and then said lightly: "This is just a fight between children. Your Excellency, the dean, clings to this trivial matter. Don't you think you are being too harsh on the apprentice?"
"Fucking? Harsh?" Kars asked: "Aiming dangerous magic at your companions, even using official-level magic tools and official-level magic scrolls to kill people."
"Is this also called slapstick? Is this also called harsh punishment?"
"I was being polite by not asking how he obtained those contraband items and brought them into the academy."
If the complaints were only in the Apprentice Tower, he would still be able to suppress them. Some complaints have even gone to the Glory of the Sea of Trees. Seeing that the five-year review day is coming, how can he tolerate this!
Philip said without any hesitation: "Perhaps Joseph went too far in the previous matter, but would it be more appropriate for the dean to find out the cause and effect before punishing him?"
Karls was stunned: "Cause and effect? What other cause and effect?"
Oslaine turned his head and shouted towards the door: "Okay, come in."
A male apprentice walked in outside the door. If Heath had been present, he would have been able to recognize him at a glance. This was one of Joseph's accomplices that day.
Karls naturally recognized this apprentice, and he frowned: "Andrew, what are you doing here?"
Phillip said: "Please explain it to the dean."
Andrew said: "Yes..."
After that, the boy stepped forward and lowered his head to explain to Karls: "Dean, I'm here to explain the situation. The reason why Joseph and Heath had a conflict that day was all because of me. I was the one who instigated the conflict and instigated Joseph."
To do evil..."
Andrew 'explained' the ins and outs of the matter in detail. In fact, it was not much different from the original version. The difference was that Joseph no longer took the initiative to find trouble with Heath, but was instigated by him, and finally fought with Heath.
Because he was the one who stirred up dissension. In short, he just put all the blame on himself...
"Enough!" Karls shouted to stop Andrew.
He stood up and looked at Philip in front of him angrily: "Oslaine, don't go too far. Don't think that I don't know what your plans are, and that you think I can clear up the relationship by finding a scapegoat? This is the third apprentice tower.
Who here deserves what kind of punishment, and whether or not they can study here is up to me, Karls, not you, Oslaine!"
Philip remained unhurried.
He raised a hand and took out a letter from his wide cuff.
The front of the letter was covered with a seal, and there was a pattern printed on the seal. It was a big tree, and behind the big tree was a sun shining in all directions.
In this land, everyone knows this pattern——
The brilliance of the sea of trees!
Karls, who had always been calm, changed his expression for the first time.
Phillip stepped forward and put the letter on the table respectfully: "Dean, in fact, we all come from this age. It is normal for apprentices to fight and fight. Sometimes they may be a bit harsh, but then
It's just a moment of anger, after all, they are just children, you can't completely ruin them because of a little thing, right?"
Karls was silent and didn't speak any more. He felt powerless and didn't know how to speak.
Phillip's mouth curved slightly, and he pushed the letter forward: "Mr. Dean, you must consider it carefully!"
They really can't decide who can study in the third apprentice tower.
but...
They are the ones who can influence who gets to coach in the Third Apprentice Tower...
...
In the blink of an eye, Heath has been in the solitary room for nearly a week.
This morning, he was standing in front of the cross window and looking out at the rain outside the window. The sky turned gloomy yesterday evening. At night, it started to rain with a thunder. The rain did not stop throughout the night, but intensified.
, and now it has developed into a downpour.
"Rumble!" The rolling dark clouds covered the entire sky. From time to time, loud rumbling sounds came from inside, accompanied by streaks of lightning that cut through the sky, as if they were about to tear the entire sky apart.
Broken, the sound is truly terrifying.
"Crack, snap, snap!"
The downpour of rain beat on the ancient stone wall, making a sound like fried beans. The mottled nettles entangled on the stone wall also trembled violently under the wash of the rain. The mosquitoes, flies and insects that lived in the nettles were even louder.
It was a disaster.
In the face of such force majeure factors, resistance has become meaningless, and all that can be done seems to be to accept reality?
"Crack!" There was a soft sound.
Heath closed the cross window, turned around and returned to the solitary room. Looking at the rows of bookshelves in front of him, he said leisurely: "A rainy day is really a good day to read quietly. What interesting books should I read today?"
Woolen cloth?"
As he spoke, he walked to the rows of bookshelves in front of him and picked them out.
The solitary room is not a small room like a prison. On the contrary, it is very spacious. It is filled with rows of bookshelves, and the bookshelves are filled with books. It looks like a library.
In fact, this is indeed a library.
Originally, the earliest library of the Third Apprentice Tower was here. The educational content of various subjects for apprentices, the spells collected by wizards, and various information about magic were all stored here. The library downstairs is just a replica of this place.
.
Even now, this is still the first library of the Apprentice Tower. Any new materials and knowledge are sent here first, and then copied to the library below. The purpose of this is to ensure that the knowledge of the academy will not be compromised.
to damage.
After all, it is still difficult for apprentices of this age to learn to cherish knowledge and books. Some books in the library will become tattered within a few days after being put on the shelves. Of course, it will not work if you hand them the original manuscripts.
In addition, this also plays a role in checking. After all, not all knowledge categories are suitable for every apprentice. Some knowledge that is not suitable for apprentices will not be reproduced and will only be included here.
And because of this, the books in the library downstairs are available here, and some books not found in the library downstairs are also available here.
This really made Heath very happy.
After all, learning is the happiest thing for him. Now he can see a lot of new knowledge that he had no access to before. It is really no different from a bee falling into a honey pot. He is so happy that he almost faints.
"Why don't we catch that boy Joseph and beat him up after we get out..."
He considered it carefully.
"Ta-ta-ta!" Crisp footsteps echoed in the empty library. Heath walked through rows of bookshelves, sifting through the books he wanted to read today.
"clatter!"
However, when he just reached the 59th row of bookshelves, he suddenly stopped.
Heath stepped back in confusion and looked at the 59th row of bookshelves he had just passed. He didn't know what was going on. He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
"It seems...the number of bookshelves is wrong?"
The bookshelves here are each three meters high and two meters wide, and they are placed side by side in a row. There are about a dozen in a row, one row facing each other, and one row back to back, such as 59
Row 60 and row 60 are placed back to back.
When Heath passed the 59th row of bookshelves, he vaguely felt that the number of bookshelves was wrong, but he did not feel this way when he passed the 60th row.
You know, these two rows of bookshelves are placed back to back. Theoretically speaking, if the number of rows 59 is wrong, then the number of rows 60 must be wrong, but now it is only the number of rows 59 that is wrong, which is a bit incredible.
"Is it an illusion?" Heath felt that this must be an error in numerical recognition, so he didn't take it seriously and continued to move forward.
But after walking forward for a while, he stopped again. He still couldn't let go due to the onset of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"Forget it, let's count them."
Thinking like this, Heath turned back and counted the bookshelves one by one. He was just trying to put an end to his obsessive-compulsive disorder, but he didn't expect that after counting, he really found a big problem...
"1...2...3...18."
He first counted the row of 60, and there were 18 bookshelves in total. Then he counted the row of 59, and the result was...
"1...2...3...17."
"?"
"17? How could it be 17? Shouldn't it be 18 bookshelves?"
Heath's first reaction was that he had counted wrong, so he counted again, but the result was still the same.
The 60th row of bookshelves has 18 bookshelves, while the 59th row of bookshelves has only 17 bookshelves.
Two rows of bookshelves with the same width back to back and seemingly identical, but there is actually one missing after counting. What's going on?