Gablash Lin Tripwood's original intention was to continue the Confucian philosophy that no one knew about – education without discrimination. But this was just a nice way of saying that he hypnotized himself. In reality, he was just too lazy to differentiate between each and every one of his apprentices. Instead, he taught according to each individual's characteristics and aptitude. Therefore, he simply treated everyone equally and poured out everything he wanted to teach, regardless of whether the apprentices could absorb it or not.
And because more apprentices joined and more mages participated, a lot of things gradually got out of Lin's control. Perhaps the academy's system was still as he had designed, but the atmosphere inside was getting further and further away from his imagination. At this point, Lin had to admit one thing: running a school was not something that could be done just by playing games like Beautiful Girl's Dream Workshop.
But this academy was his own painstaking effort. Although most of the initial investment had been balanced, the academy had achieved a degree of independent profit in more than a year. Although there was still a lot of income that was not stable. And the effort he put in was not like money, which could be easily recovered.
He remembered when he was on Earth, a friend's elder once said that people had to accomplish something in their life to pursue the so-called sense of accomplishment. Before today, the source of his sense of accomplishment was only clearing games and overcoming difficulties in learning. Other than that, there was no satisfaction in the moment of completion, only greater emptiness.
Until the establishment of this academy, the number of people who participated gradually grew from a few dozen to nearly two hundred. When he went in and out of various social occasions, he could also be respectfully addressed by others as "Mr. Tripwood." This was a feeling he had never had before.
Even when he got his doctorate, it was just something his parents used to talk about. In his circle of friends, those titles were not as good as the original art of the Queen's Blade, or the surrounding of a certain idol.
Now, although his actions did not give him any practical benefits, it gave him a feeling of floating. Every time he had a midnight dream, it always felt so unreal.
So even if the number of people increased and the situation faintly showed signs of getting out of control, Lin did not want to easily give up everything he had worked so hard to build. But there was a feeling of a mouse pulling a turtle, not knowing where to start.
It could be said that Lin had hit a bottleneck in his work, or in his personal goal of returning to his hometown. In 728, he stumbled and wandered in the same place in this feeling of being at a loss.
That was what a certain person thought, but in the eyes of others, the academy's performance had improved by leaps and bounds. Of all the Magic Apprentices who entered the academy, very few would need more than four months to obtain the qualifications for the first ring.
After obtaining the first ring, the average time taken to obtain the second ring was about eight months. In other words, as long as they joined Orange Eaton Academy for a year, as long as their aptitude wasn't too bad, it wouldn't be too much of a problem for them to attain two rings.
After obtaining the qualification for the second circle, this group of children with two silver tassels slowed down their advancement speed and began to expand their knowledge of magic, just as the purser had arranged.
During this period of time, he also carried out several combat missions. Marco Lin remembered it very well. During the first trip, almost all the teachers in the academy came out to babysit the three second circle apprentices who were on a mission to exterminate uncivilized goblins.
On the way to the mission location, the sorcerers talked about the embarrassing situation they faced in their first battle while camping at night. Some of them wanted to make fun of the rookies, while others kindly wanted to impart their experience, hoping that the apprentices wouldn't feel too much pressure and make any mistakes that would lead to casualties. Or perhaps … some people had both intentions at the same time.
When they got close to the target location, the sorcerers who were babysitting the goblins retreated to the second line, leaving only the three apprentices at the front. However, all of them cast a full set of auxiliary spells on themselves to prevent any accidents from happening.
When the screams of the uncivilized goblins rang out, everyone raised their attention to the situation. They saw the three magic apprentices charging at the front. The originally shaky cooperation between them became smoother and smoother, and all kinds of practical magic combinations emerged one after another. In exchange, it was a one-sided massacre. All the traps and sieges set up by the goblins were easily neutralized by the three apprentices.
The official sorcerers who were watching from behind were all dumbfounded.
These were called rookies?
They were afraid that if they were in the same situation, they wouldn't be able to do much.
They watched as the three half-grown kids finished off the goblins who were not completely dead. They skillfully dug out the goblins' nests, and even cut off a few young goblins without hesitation. This steady and shrewd way of doing things made the Mages, who had originally wanted to use their experience to say a few words, not know where to start.
"Aren't you afraid?" This was the question that the sorcerers who were babysitting wanted to ask on the night of the return journey.
"… The old instructor is scarier." This was the common understanding of the three magic apprentices.
The old instructor referred to John Goodman, the warrior instructor of the academy. He was only responsible for the children's daily routine, physical training, and teaching combat skills and the knack of group combat. According to the style of the academy, he would never hit anyone, but he would scold them until they doubted their life.
It could be said that if there was no such person as John Goodman in the academy, perhaps the number of apprentices would be multiplied. But if there was no such person as John Goodman, perhaps the academy wouldn't be where it was today. Therefore, for the children who studied in the academy, they had mixed feelings about the "old instructor" they spoke of.
Although before today, they had never experienced a life and death situation, and had never faced a fatal crisis directly. But to be honest, the pressure brought by a mere goblin was not as great as the old instructor's glare.
And who were the people who came here today? They were all wild children from the mountain villages. Since young, they had dug out rabbit nests, caught loaches, and killed all kinds of small animals to fill their stomachs. Goblins were a notorious species, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were a great enemy of their origin. Now that they had the ability, it was just the right time to destroy them.
For the sorcerers who followed them, they could understand why the founding sorcerers of the academy, and the great sorcerer, Juan Javier, were not too worried about the apprentices who went on a trip.
Originally, according to the curriculum, for the apprentices who went on a combat mission in the academy, an official sorcerer would be arranged to accompany them as an instructor, but there was only one quota. And this time, it was the first time that an apprentice went on a combat mission.
Many of the sorcerers who joined later had a certain purpose and wanted to show their goodwill to this group of children. With such an opportunity, how could they keep quiet? So they used all kinds of reasons of concern and worry to follow them at public expense. And then there was this … trip that left people speechless?
Juan Javier once said to the other sorcerers, "If there is a problem when dealing with goblins, then they should just die."
At that time, everyone thought it was the great sorcerer's arrogance. Although they did not dare to say it out loud, they did not know how jealous they were. But now it seemed that it was not arrogance, but confidence in this group of children.
All kinds of unimaginable things kept happening in this academy, and people's views were refreshed again and again.
King Gruber I of the Kingdom of Reunion sent four sorcerers to the academy just to learn the system here. Everyone was well aware of the purpose of his actions. It also made many people want to follow suit, and they all wanted to send people to the academy.
There was even a rumor circulating on the forum that was not publicly acknowledged, and that was to find a way to enter the academy system and then try to seize the entire academy. Because although the establishment of the academy was greatly credited to a certain purser, the decisions inside were made by a collegial system. In other words, the rumor had a chance to become true.
All kinds of conspiracy theories were prevalent. On one hand, it was the person who made a big loss of face in the academy's affairs. The person who never admitted that he did anything wrong, or that he was carrying out any conspiracy, was the noble son of St. Vitus City, the official baron Shure Ewon, the manager of the Charlie Richard Fund.
Many people were angry at this noble's increasingly unscrupulous behavior, but they did not dare to say anything. This was because the current president of the Sijia branch of the Society of Sorcerers, Orange Eaton's influence in Wulian City, was completely controlled by Shure Ewon when his chief disciple, Chuck Weiss, was stationed in the Tower of the Great Sage.
As for why the president did not come out to control his own students, it was because this veteran great sorcerer was too old. Since the new year of 728, the president had often been sick and recuperating. The matters of the branch, big and small, were assisted by the Council of Fourteen.
It was this uncertain factor that made Lin Jin give up on the idea of expanding the academy. Other than the self-taught children who were brought to Wulian City to further their studies, he stopped recruiting the children of nobles and merchants, those who could afford the tuition fees. Of course, the reason why these people could not find fault with him was that the academy was now almost full, and no matter how many people there were, they could not live in it.
After all, the academy was a dormitory system. Although the house borrowed from Orange Eaton was big enough, after deducting some necessary facilities, it could only accommodate a limited number of apprentices. And in fact, this big house was indeed almost full.
In private, Eli Huber had suggested to Lin Jin if they should adjust the apprentice's room so that there would be more than eight people living in it. Ten, twelve, or even sixteen people would be able to fit into that room. This way, they could recruit more apprentices, which also meant that they would have a higher income.
In the end, this idea did not make a certain someone agree.
Although a dormitory system life should not be too comfortable and comfortable, it was like eating sardines. But like a can of sardines, you can cram as many people into a room as you can. It could be expected that this would affect the performance of the apprentices in their studies.
Marco Lin did not believe that people would perform well in an environment full of pressure and could not find any place to relax. Having a balance between tension and relaxation was the right way to go. And the apprentices' dormitory was the most sacred and inviolable place for the group of children in Lin Jin's plan.
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