"What is this?"
The three of them saw Burton's complicated expression and asked curiously.
Hearing this, Burton watched Grand Scholar Rongkat as he calmly explained to them.
"I told you before that the star spirits known as Miteros are an important medium for Academy sorcerers to cast spells."
"They possess wills of their own."
"That is precisely why the Academy's Grand Scholars of Astronomy are so important. They specialize in communicating with star spirits and also hold significant interpretive authority."
"For the same reason, Grand Scholars of Astronomy hold extremely high status."
"If the Supreme Scholar is absent, the Grand Scholar in this position usually acts in their stead."
"As for Grand Scholar Rongkat—"
At this point, Burton paused and sighed.
"In any case, in my memory, he was a respected elder. He was upright in character, diligent in handling Academy affairs, and never once complained—"
"But no matter how good a person may be, there are probably still some unspeakable thoughts that cross their mind—"
Burton had always thought highly of Grand Scholar Rongkat. He was an exceptionally gentle and tolerant elder.
But unfortunately, even an Academy Grand Scholar like him had clearly been affected by the "filth" of this place, exposing the foul thoughts buried in his heart.
And there was no need to explain what that filth was.
It was the trace of jealousy a Grand Scholar of Astronomy felt toward the Supreme Scholar.
Once that foul thought was magnified, it became incomparably ugly.
"Crush you, crush you—"
"I'll let you taste what it feels like to be beneath someone too—"
Grand Scholar Rongkat ground back and forth with force, muttering to himself.
Though Burton put it that way, Landfall and the others thought the scene before them looked rather petty.
Burton stepped forward and called out