Meet the principal

"These are people who want the thesis review committee to re-evaluate their thesis. They often appear in magic associations in various regions. This time, I am afraid they gathered here because they heard the news here."

Igor explained as he walked up the stairs.

“In fact, most of the papers that will be rejected by the paper review committee are really poor in content, or have major directional errors, and the possibility of misjudgment is very low, so these people naturally don’t get what they want. . In the beginning, we would still accept some submissions, but later we found out that their papers were nonsense, so we stopped accepting submissions from these people.”

Why does this sound a bit like civil science in this world?

Reiner thought as he followed Igor, and couldn't help but glance out the window at the crowd isolated by the manor gate in the distance.

"You don't need to care about these people. It's a waste of time to communicate with them anyway."

Igor seemed to understand deeply and said with a sigh.

The two stepped on the soft wool carpet and quietly arrived on the second floor. Igor skillfully led Reiner into a room. There were several tables in this spacious and bright room. There are various books and materials, and it looks like an office.

"This is where we work, your desk is that one."

Igor pointed to a clean and tidy table by the window. There was no dust on it. Special ink, paper and pen were neatly placed on the table, waiting for the owner's arrival.

"Sir Percival is coming to hold a discussion later. You can get familiar with the environment here first."

After giving some notes, Igor returned to his desk. He seemed to be in the middle of his work. He picked up his pen and started drawing circles on a paper.

Reiner did not sit down in a hurry, but looked around. There were nine desks in the office, arranged in a three-by-three arrangement, but excluding Reiner's desk, there should only be five desks that were actually used.

Counting from the entrance, Reiner's desk is located at the second to last one by the window. Behind him is an empty desk, and in front is Igor's seat.

The three tables in a row next to Reiner's desk are all occupied, and in the row closest to the corridor, only the first one is filled with books and materials.

"Hello, I am Rainer Ian Gray, and I will serve as an assistant judge here."

He said hello to his colleague next door,

This mage with a beard is tall and tall. On the table, there are three papers being reviewed at the same time. The quill suspended in the air is writing quickly. The expression on this mage's face cannot be said to be kind.

"It's so stupid, how could those guys send this kind of paper over... Well, I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you."

The three quills in front of him stopped at the same time, and the mage looked at Reiner with a ferocious smile.

"My name is Bell Christian, and people who are familiar with me call me Big Bear...wait, Rainer Inglet? Are you the Skull Crusher Rainer Inglete?"

Forget about little Reiner, what is the title of Skull Crusher?

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Reiner's forehead. It seemed that his reputation outside seemed to have gone awry.

"Bell, Igor, Savros, it's time for a meeting."

Before he could continue to explain, a voice interrupted the conversation between Reiner and Bell. A head poked through the door and said to the people in the room. He soon saw Reiner, opened his eyes slightly, and then added .

"You too."

"Let's go, little Lena, Lord Percival doesn't like to be late."

Bell stood up. His height, which was three heads higher than Reiner's, made him look more like a bear. He waved lightly and several papers flew out from the desk. Bell took them in his hand and walked out of the office.

Reiner shrugged helplessly, took his notebook, and followed Igor to the conference room next door.

This conference room was not big, with a long table in the middle. After several other people were seated, Reiner slowly sat down next to Igor.

This is somewhat like a grade meeting on Earth.

Reiner thought with no clue, and then saw a man wearing well-made mage robes walking into the office.

There are five gold edges on his cuffs, and he is obviously a five-ring mage. The man's hair is neatly combed, he wears a pair of glasses, and he looks meticulous.

After glancing around, he saw Reiner and smiled slightly.

"It seems our new member is here, why don't you introduce yourself first?"

He looked at Reiner and said, quite leadership style.

After hearing this, Reiner stood up, then looked at everyone and said in a calm voice.

"Good morning, my lords. I am Rainer Ingle. I will be an assistant judge and will stay here for a week. I hope you can give me some guidance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the atmosphere at the scene had changed.

"Is this Reiner Inglet the one who made the entire pure-blood faction crippled?"

The mage sitting opposite Reiner whispered, looking at Reiner up and down, as if he couldn't believe that Reiner Inglet, who caused the cognitive collapse of twelve pure-blood mid-level mages, was such a young guy.

"I'm sorry for not telling you before. In fact, I was notified only two days ago that Mr. Rainer Ingle will serve as an assistant review member and will only be on duty during the monthly meetings. I hope everyone can cooperate happily. "

Supervisor Percival didn't express much and still said calmly.

"Liner, I am Percival Orson, the director of the review committee here. Next to you is Igor. Next to Igor is Bell. Opposite to Bell is Savros. Next to Savros is Han. Na, the last one is Roger."

He introduced all the members at a speed that made it difficult for people to remember, then sat at the end of the long table and took out a piece of information.

"Everyone, let's start our discussion today."

It seems that Reiner's arrival has not changed anything about Director Percival. He still works according to the original rhythm, like a precise gear.

"Well, I have a paper here about ecological investigation. The author is Potsdam Baptiste of the Immortal Throne, a three-ring mage. He has some new views on the evolution of species."

The female mage named Hannah was the first to speak. She was also the only woman among these people. She had chestnut-colored curly hair. She was about mid-thirties and looked a little introverted. The coat of arms on her robe showed that she was the Immortal Throne member.

"I think it has certain reference value, but it still needs to be reviewed by everyone."

As she spoke, Hannah unfolded the paper in her hand and placed it in the middle of the long table.