Chapter 33: The Knight hates spellcasters (1)
Teachers at the academy were always busy. Not only did they have to prepare lessons, but there were also many documents to fill out.
From lesson plans to budget allocations and work-related reports, and even courtesy letters to other subject teachers to ensure smooth coordination in the future, some might consider these formalities unnecessary. However, such etiquette was essential for building healthy relationships.
For most academy staff, spending the entire day at their desks doing paperwork had become routine.
However...
"Damn it! Damn it all! This is bullshit!"
It wasn't a teacher but a man seated at the desk, diligently working through a mountain of paperwork.
This man was Demian Follett, Ihan's assistant for the next three years, currently handling all the paperwork in Ihan’s stead.
‘That damned instructor!’
Demian had lived his life as a refined noble young master, far removed from cursing. Yet, after spending over a week buried in paperwork, he now cursed as naturally as he breathed. The dark circles under his eyes spoke volumes about his stress and fatigue.
...And indeed, he was exhausted. He hadn’t set foot in his dorm for over a week.
‘A dorm? Does this academy even have such a thing?’ He muttered nonsensically.
Demian, originally a dorm resident, now found himself spending far more time in the staff lounge. It wasn’t that he couldn’t find the time to return to the dorms—it was simply impossible.