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The headmasters nodded confidently to Noel's words.
The Mage God Festival is a festival that held once every two years to praise the dreamed [Superior Class] [Mage God].
It will be held at the end of the year, and this year is the year of the event, and preparations for the city have already been prepared.
The Six-Academy Magic Tournament, jointly hosted by the six academies, was also a highlight.
The faculty members and students of each institute participating and competing for each other's magic.
Since the amount of grants for the next year, which was currently being discussed, was often finalized according to the results of this tournament, all academies will fight with all their might.
That led to the excitement of the tournament.
"At the moment, here's our share of grants we're considering for the next year." (Noel)
As he said, Noel handed out the materials to the headmasters.
The basic flow was to use this as a starting point for discussion and final decision.
However, for this year when the magic tournament was held, in most cases, it was mostly decided to make a temporary decision and wait for the result of the tournament.
The headmasters who read the material distributed by Noel did not argue unusually.
They said that they were confident in the magic tournament, but more than that, every academy had a much higher distribution rate than usual.
No, there was only one person who looked at the material and shook himself with anger when he looked at the material article.
Among the other five academies' grants had increased, it was the only academy that had been greatly reduced.
The headmaster of the Black Academy, Bragg-Lakkuro.
"This, this, what is this ...?, Wh, wh, why, it's been reduced.... to more than 40%.... since last year ...?" (Bragg)
Bragg glared at Noel with his eyes looking through the gaps in his unlimited bangs.
It was almost a curse-killing atmosphere.
Noel said it flatly, albeit with some pressure.
"Rather, it was too much. The black academy is less than one-tenth of other academies, in terms of staff, stusents, and contribution to the city. We've always received feedback from other schools that we've gived too much, and that would be good than we reduce it further." (Noel)
The five headmasters other than Bragg nodded.
"So, next year, we will make adjustments to the appropriate amount." (Noel)
"No, no way... this, this amount of money ... de, decent research, wo, won't be able to do it..." (Bragg)
Shaking his voice and body, Bragg insisted.
It was Redra who laughed at his nose.
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"Oioi, have you ever done any decent research in the past in the first place? Always always, why your head always filled with that funny idiot magic?" (Redra)
"Bla, bla, black magic... don't, don't, insult, it ...!" (Bragg)
Bragg shouted in an high-pitch voice.
"It is true that black magic is a dangerous magic that has been forbid in some countries. May be it's time to reconsider in in this city soon." (Hwite)
Hwhite said.
She, the white magic user, dislike the black magic, the opposite of her magic.
"Bla, black magic, wi, wi, will be banned ...?!?" (Bragg)
"It will be right. No, of course it's just a suggestion ... for now." (Noel)
Noel coughed out with big "smile," as if to switch back from the dangerous atmosphere.
"Well, I don't plan to discuss about that at this time." (Noel)
"Ara, that's right. I'wa sorry to said something extra." (Hwite)
"... For the time being, In provisional, is it okay with the previous plan? Of course, ultimately it depends on the result of the magic tournament." (Noel)
"""No objection""" (Headmasters)
While everyone nodded, of course, Bragg was glaring at Noel, saying that was unconvinced.
"Nono, Headmaster Bragg. As I said, there is still a magic tournament. Depending on the outcome of the Black Academy there, It's quite possible that the amount of this year will be as usual." (Noel)
Noel said, but all the headmasters were convinced that there was no chance.
Anyway, the black academy was shrinking its size every year.
Still, Bragg had taken no action, and he had no capacities to make any further reforms.
Eventually, the meeting was over, and everyone returned to their respective institutes without any incident.
Bragg were also, departed to the black academy half-heartedly.
however, It was just at first, his wobbly gait further became faster.
"Butsubutsu ..." (Bragg)
He seemed to be thinking about something, and he was walking while leaking an eerie voice.
The passerby looked back, but did not seem to notice him.
When he returned to the campus, which was lined with ruined academy buildings, he was almost rushing.
On the way, he bumped into someone and staggered, but immediately he went to his lab without worrying.
"Fumu?? are there still any strangers in this academy." (Arel)
"... won't talk to human." (Matty)
"Did you say something, Matty?" (Arel)
"It's nothing, Goshujin-sama" (Matty)
When he arrived at his lab, his eyes were not desperate, rather there was a light of dreadful madness.
“Ku, Kuku, Kukukukuku …… kuhahahaha! Coughcough..." (Bragg)
He coughed because of his unusual laugh.
"... Wi, with this will work. You all bastard will taste the power of black magic that you insulted ... I'll, I'll show you ..." (Bragg)
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