"...And in the end, thanks to my tireless efforts, I finally convinced Mr. Swaro to stay!"
In the Deputy City Lord's office at the City Lord's Mansion, Idelia sat behind her desk, listening to Annan take credit.
"Why did I hear it was the children's letters?"
"Uh... the children helped, of course, but it was mostly thanks to me."
"Wasn't Mr. Swaro rather fond of avoiding you?"
"How could that be? If he didn't like me, why would he agree to teach in Free City?" Annan protested loudly. "Mr. Swaro may be hard to approach, but beneath that gloomy exterior, he has a warm heart."
What could Idelia do but humor her younger brother?
"Now that Mr. Swaro is staying, should we make him dean of the New School's Magic Academy?"
"Of course. We could even name the academy after him."
"Swaro Academy... Does that sound good?"
Annan's voice drifted over from the side. "At least it's better than Shrek Academy."
Free City planned to divide its future school into an Upper Academy and a Lower Academy, each with three colleges:
The Upper Academy would focus on extraordinary disciplines through the Magic Academy, Warrior Academy, and Ranger Academy, while the Lower Academy would focus on ordinary professions through the Political Academy, Military Academy, and Living Academy.
Annan was already confirmed as Honorary Principal, and Mr. Swaro as dean of the Magic Academy. The other five dean positions remained vacant.
Idelia encouraged the people of Free City to put themselves forward, and even outsiders could take the posts. But with Mr. Swaro setting the standard, everyone else had to ask whether they were qualified.
Elites had no standing to volunteer, Masters didn't think they were up to it, and as for Epics... apart from Mr. Swaro, Free City had only