Chapter 11: www Misconfiguration
The students froze. Then almost immediately, they exploded.
"What the hell does that mean?!"
"I knew it—he's mad!"
"You think being weird makes us believe you are better than other professors?!"
"Yeah! You're worse, you're shameless! That's all!"
"You want thirty magic crystals from each of us, just because you think you're special? We should report you to the Headmaster! No, to the principal!"
"I bet that the information you told us about the City of Murlacks was not true! You're probably just someone the academy picked up off the streets just to fill the quota!"
"You're worse than the mana vendors in alleyways! At least they give you something for your coins!"
Nolan let out an exaggerated sigh and leaned against the edge of the desk again, resting his cheek in his palm.
"You lot complain too much. It's just thirty crystals. If you're really talented, you can earn it back in less than a week. Or are you saying your talents are shallow and weak?"
That struck a nerve.