Dream Life - Life in the Other World of Dreams

September 22nd.

Sharon and I were walking through the old town of Doctus, where light rain falls, after being harassed to hide our desks.

I was walking and thinking about this case.

(We were naively harassed by our classmates. I don't know that, but I don't. But Bennett - Alic Bennett in office - clearly has a strange attitude... understandably he doesn't like me. But my attitude toward me is excessive. As for the attitude that teachers take in their late twenties, I'm not convinced. I don't deny the possibility that Bennett is just childish, but he could be kicked out of this city as he is......)

The reason I felt like a crisis didn't mean I couldn't be in that class. Assuming that the more Bennett teachings become the sayings of Senator Worgman's son, Quentin, the greater the power of the guild's councillors, the more obstacle to him, I could be eliminated from this city, the academic city of Doctus.

There is nothing untrained about college alone. It is true that tuition paid annually is a shame, but I am not willing to be bound by the money because it is not even enough money to earn.

If you're just studying magic, you just need to be coached by Mr. Kitley - an old friend of Liddy's and a professor at the college - or you can rely on that (...) Dr. Raspade. If the two of you can't get into some private school, you'll get minimal instruction.

From what I hear, there are twenty or so private schools here in Doctus, among them the "Louis Constant School of Magic", known as the Three Private Schools, the "Mazers College" and the "Fortune School” are such educational institutions that they are comparable to the Tilia School of Magic.

Because it is a private school, it is a fairly accommodating story, rather than a pictorial education like the Tilia School of Magic.

Furthermore, those three private schools are always trying to pull out outstanding students because they view the Tilia School of Magic as a rival. For this reason, considerable preference is given to waiving tuition fees and also to the school side to pay for the use of the library, etc.

I mean, if they don't even kick us out of Doctus here, there's not much to disadvantage us.

I decided to solve this problem to protect myself and Sharon.

(I guess whatever you say first, gather information. At first, you should speak to your neighbor, Mr. Littlef - the clerk at the Tilia School of Magic - and Mr. Kitley. It depends on how much information you can get from both of us, but don't feel like that's all you need. There may not be a business like an informer, but you can ask the Adventurer Guild to collect information. I don't want anything more than state secrets. You just need to know what Congressman Worgman's information is, especially how he thinks, whether he has a rival or not, and where he stands in the guild. Let's figure out how to crack this situation on top of that)

And watching Sharon walking with me,

(Sharon, of course, can't even talk to Liddy. You usually forget me when it comes to me because you don't like to go out in public. If you do poorly, you can go yell at the Dean of the College...)

But as I proceeded with my thoughts, I began to wonder if I should tell Liddy.

(This time there is no direct danger. Besides, I'm easier to move alone. But I don't think it's a good idea to hide things from her. Maybe I should settle this by myself after we've talked about it properly. Should we then also tell Sharon...)

I told that story to Liddy and Sharon when I got home. Along the way, Liddy starts trembling in anger, but he ignored it and kept talking.

"... so I'll do it alone. There should be very little danger this time."

Liddy shook her neck sideways and raised her voice slightly excitedly.

"I'm not convinced! Why do you have to do this? What you guys are doing has long been acknowledged. And yet... I'm gonna complain to that teacher named Bennett!

Laughter engulfs the reaction as expected, but does not break the serious look,

"I have an idea. I don't want you to move now. Besides, complaining about teaching Bennett won't solve it."

It felt like Liddy said his anger couldn't hold, but reluctantly, "Okay. But I'll help too," he said, as did Sharon. "I'll help you too," he said.

The next day, September 23rd, the weather also recovered, and we were in the North Forest.

Liddy hits the magic on the demons as if to clear up the depression of yesterday's story.

(Don't feel more powerful than usual. You mean you're scared when you piss Liddy off, too? But even if you're angry, you're calm in the woods. That's something like a veteran)

The day ended with a demon named Spear Deer (Speadia), and the three of us brought it home.

Spear deer are richer in meat than regular deer and are very tasty demons. It wasn't as big as it was, but it's just four legs, and there's a lot of meat. I went to speak to my neighbor, Littlef, on the pretext of hemming the neighborhood.

"... By the way, what are the college teachers like? Though the teachers who teach us seem quite young."

What I wanted to hear was how the teachers thought. As far as Bennett teaching goes, I don't get the feeling that I'm burning my passion for education. Because Instructor Chambers in practical skills, motivated, didn't even think he had the right education policy.

Mr. Littlef nodded small, "I knew you noticed. There are two kinds of teachers in the college," he begins to talk with pleasure.

When I asked, "Are there two kinds", I grinned and nodded.

"Yes, two kinds. First are the professors who focus on research. You already know that, but Professor Raspade is what he stands for."

Mr. Littlef hangs up the words there, feeling like how to explain it.

"Another group of teachers is teaching you. You said you were young for a reason."

I said, "Is that why?," he leans his neck and draws his story out.

"I'm not saying it very loudly. My junior year students, including you, are being sent from the Mage's Guild. I was never recommended by a court magician, and a bunch of people came running over to work in the guild. It's not really a good thing."

I'm like a normal kid: "Aren't those who say that going to be adventurers?," he tilted his neck again.

"Of course some people are going to be adventurers," Mr. Littlef nodded.

"But if you're going to be an adventurer or a mercenary, you choose that path from the beginning. I'm not choosing to get a life-threatening job because I don't have a job."

I thought I would, but those who were unmotivated and incompetent questioned the policy of the Sorcerer's Guild to be the leader of the next generation of young people.

(Even if you don't have an understanding of education, some people will be willing... or is there another factor?

"You're a little disillusioned. Why would a guild turn an unmotivated person into a college?

Did Mr. Littlef think the same thing, he gets caught by my words and starts to get outraged.

"That's right. The Alliance knows nothing. It may not be a good story to tell you, but in the guild, to be precise, the College is involved in something like a power feud within the Council..."

Mr. Littlef started waving a hot valve against me.

He puts a grievance on me for about five minutes.

(You were so dissatisfied that you hit a ten-year-old. Someone like my gentle clerk uncle but I didn't think he was this hot......)

"... we must not use the important college of raising the next generation of young people as an instrument of politics! This isn't just for young people, it's a loss for the Alliance, too. There are people who know. If someone like Congressman Worgman were to chair, it might change..."

I almost reacted unexpectedly to the word Senator Worgman.

(Senator Worgman said! If that person were to be chairman, would the college change? What's this all about?

In the guise of calm, I said, "Would the college be better if Senator Worgman became chairman?," he asked.

"That's right. The senator is still a young man in his mid-thirties. He's a great guy."

I wonder how awesome I am.

"Senators do good things for us graduate students."

In my words, Mr. Littlef is just motivated by my intentions.

"That guy's trying to reform the college. That's right! Yes, I'm trying to revamp my current pictorial education!

I said, "How do you do that?," he hammers and encourages the conversation.

"Looks like you're going to give talented students the best educational opportunities possible, as I've heard. Besides, you're going to quit a non-educated teacher like you are now, and you're going to raise an educator after looking at your qualities as a teacher..."

By seeking certain results for this other research profession, they also seem to think of eliminating people who are doing research in their hobbies, or creating receptacles for those who want to be further educated, as in graduate school.

(If what Mr Littlef is saying is correct, the senator himself is not involved in this case. Then it's who's doing what for. It's possible that Quentin used his father's power on his own, but Bennett shouldn't be stupid enough to truly take what the child says. You're starting to get confused...)

I obtained information from Mr Littlef and the following day I heard the same from Mr Kitley.

In conclusion, he said that the quality of teachers in the college was being eroded by the effects of the Council's power struggle, the same as Mr Littlef was saying. As for Congressman Worgman,

"I agree with that guy's policy. Because some professors do not study properly, but only receive research money well. It must be terrible for someone like that."

That being said, I am letting go of my compliments on Senator Worgman's policies.

And I was able to get another important piece of information.

"You have a student in your class named Anita Isherwood. Her father is a guild counselor, close to Senator Worgman. But I don't hear very good rumors..."

Councillor Isherwood is the same age as Senator Worgman and is now thirty-six years old together. He said it was the college's sync, and Senator Worgman was the chief, and Councillor Isherwood graduated in the second seat.

Then Rep. Worgman became a court magician for the Kingdom of Sartooth - where many elves lived in the northern kingdom and where magic studies flourished - and came back to Doctus ten years later. And after a councillor from the Board of Education and Research, he became a councillor at the age of thirty-five.

Meanwhile, Counselor Isherwood has steadily emerged at the Guild headquarters in Doctus and has been promoted to Counselor four years ago.

The average age of councillors is forty-five, and considering the councillor is forty, we can both call it an unusual birth.

"The way Counselor Isherwood was born is a bit... I don't know what to say, it's not that pretty. Are you saying you want to chase down a competitor..."

Mr Kitley says so in a way that seems difficult to say, but somehow I know what I want to say.

(Not yet, I don't see the whole story, but Senator Worgman is a noble, ideally burning politician. Does it feel like Counselor Isherwood said he is a politician who uses the number of manipulations? So it's possible Counselor Isherwood is chewing... but it's a hassle to deal with someone like that. In the first place, I don't want to reform Doctus or the Sorcerer's Guild. I just wish I could be in this city...)

I still didn't think I had enough information.

(He is an associate of the College, whether it be Mr. Littlef or Mr. Kitley. That would not be a bad thing to say, because emotionally it is close to Senator Worgman, who is keen on reforming the College. I don't think you're lying, but it's dangerous to pepper... how do you gather information, but there won't be a detective business, and even if I had an informer, I wouldn't even be able to negotiate with my kid... still make a request to the Adventurer Guild. I'm sure we were in the business of gathering information...)

I'm going to thank Mr. Kitley, go back to the house, and tell Liddy, Sharon what I looked into.

"Judging by the information we just got, it won't mean Congressman Worgman will kick us out. But it's troublesome that this matter involves not only harassment of us, but also another factor. I mean, if it's the kind of material that drives Senator Worgman down."

In response to my explanation, I shake my head like I don't know Liddy.

"Then what am I supposed to do? There's no need for us to be involved in such a conspiracy."

I nodded to her,

"Right. If you just think about the information you have now, even if Sharon and I quit college, we won't be kicked out of the city. Perhaps, but then you won't get caught up in a political battle within the Alliance."

Liddy said, "What do you mean?" and lean his neck.

"Firstly, it is unlikely that Rep. Worgman is involved in this matter. So you can assume that there is no concern that his son Quentin will use his father's power to kick him out of the city."

Liddy is nodding at my story. I went further.

"Next is Gotagota in the Alliance, but what happens if we quit college. First of all, it's gonna be a question of why we left the college. Especially around Dr. Raspade, who should insist on that. And when we investigate it, the presence of Quentin rises..."

Here's my reasoning.

Assume that Quentin's power is due to his father's power. In that case, Teaching Bennett should have been suggested to kick us out of Senator Worgman's deputy or someone close to it, not Quentin's.

As a result, one genius a thousand years - although I don't think so myself - tells me what would happen if I quit college. Firstly, we will testify that the investigation looked to Teaching Bennett, who is in office, and that he was indirectly suggested by Senator Worgman to expel us.

If that happens, Senator Worgman needs to prove that he is not involved. But it's hard to prove something you don't have, and first of all, the fact that your own son will be the chief should raise doubts. In other words, no matter how much he claimed his own innocence, everyone should think that he, the doer, could not have left evidence that he was involved.

When that happens, it only strikes me that he has a benefit. So most people don't easily admit his claims. I don't know to what extent my reputation inside and outside the guild affects the chancellor's contention, but my reputation as a noble person should fall to the ground at once.

In other words, Senator Worgman's political life can be extinguished or weakened.

The forces that embedded the senators will serve their purpose, so they will no longer show interest in us. I mean, if we just quit college, that's where the problem ends for us.

"... if we leave the college according to the scenario of the mastermind, there will only be talk of an unfortunate child who was forced to leave the college at the mercy of his son the politician. You won't have an impact after that."

Liddy thought silently for a while before

"That doesn't mean the guy who tried to kick you out looks good in the eye! That's crazy!

Looks like Liddy wants to reward whoever tried to kick us out.

"Right. But for our sake, that's fine. The point is, it doesn't matter what happens to this city or this college, it's not what I know."

Liddy said in my words, "Do you really think so?" He asked me to peek in.

I said, "I don't think so," and after I laughed,

"Of course I'm not going to act just with a sense of justice. But don't let it get to you."

Liddy looks like a ho.

"Good for you. I thought you'd changed..."

I smiled back at the words and changed the subject to future policy.

"Either way, there's no guarantee that I have my reasoning. That's why I want to gather more information."

And when you tell Liddy to ask the Adventurers Guild to investigate,

"I might be able to figure it out. It's a little unusual to gather information, but this is the city, because people ask for it."

Her story says researchers may ask the Adventurer Guild to gather information from merchants and travelers that might be useful for research.

"Why don't you ask Kitty? She must be collecting information about old books."

So I headed back to Mr. Kitley's lab again.

This time, Liddy and Sharon were with us, and I decided to tell Mr. Kitley everything, including the circumstances in which we were placed.

Speaking to Mr. Kitley, I was surprised by my reasoning,

"Truly, you surprise me. Really, that's all the information I can think of a lot...... ok. I'll tell you what an adventurer I ask for well. I'm a fourth-level adventurer, and my name is Cy Furman. He'll look into it."

"Thank you. Should I visit you in person?

When I heard that, Liddy pinched my mouth.

"You should go through the guild. For that matter, it costs money, but in person, you might just take the money and not do a proper investigation."

Mr. Kitley nodded, "I agree,"

"Because he can be trusted, but he doesn't know what happens when the money is involved. Besides, if you're not so into it, you'll get it for one gold coin (hundred C (krona) = 100,000 yen). You guys can pay enough."

She knew we were hunting demons in the woods, and she also knew we were making dozens of C = tens of thousands of yen in one go.

We decided to put out a nomination request for the Adventurer Guild, after Mr. Kitley's lab.