"But... the Academy was actually willing to offer High-Tier Military Merit as a reward. Can the Dean really afford that?"
After his excitement subsided, Benjamin calmed down as well and noticed the suspicious part of it.
Just as Clark had said, the Academy definitely was not commissioning only him this time. Every high-level wizard in the school skilled in Alchemy would likely be required to produce materials capable of resisting energy erosion.
He himself was only a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice. Whether in output or in the effectiveness of the materials he made, he would certainly fall far short of the other high-level wizards.
The Military Merit awarded would probably be allocated according to each person's contribution. Calculating it that way, the amount of Military Merit the Academy was paying out this time was quite considerable.
And this was all High-Tier Military Merit. Neither points and Military Merit nor High-Tier Military Merit and Low-Tier Military Merit could be exchanged for one another. They could only be earned by completing missions for the Star Track Tribunal.
And to accept missions from the Star Track Tribunal, one had to be at least a Level 7 Wizard.
In all of Noren Academy, the only Level 7 Wizard was that Dean he had never met.
"Why do you think the Dean hasn't shown his face all these years?" A rare expression of schadenfreude appeared on Clark's face. "Of course, he's been at the front lines, working himself like an ox and horse."
"Hiss..."
At the thought that the mysterious Dean also had to toil like a beast of burden, Benjamin could not help wanting to laugh.
But considering that he would still have to work under the man in the future, he feared the Dean would make things difficult for him after returning. So