Chapter 2856 The dialogue between the two vice presidents
The sun has set.
Beta Town.
North District.
Inside the Cherry Blossom Tavern.
Colma sat quietly behind the bar, putting a bottle of Siren Rum in her left hand and a bottle of amber light in her right hand. Two exquisite jade wine glasses in front of her flashed soft colors in the dim light.
Twist.
There was a polite knock on the door outside.
"Please come in."
The witch waved her hand and the empty door opened quietly. The quiet night instantly merged with the tranquility in the room. In the night, a tall and thin wizard stood.
"Good evening, Miss Gini."
The guest took off his pointed wizard hat and showed a messy gray hair and a pair of sharp blue-gray eyes. He looked around quietly, confirming that there were no one else, and then crossed the threshold: "——I've disturbed."
"Good evening, Professor Monteria."
The witch also asked politely - the two of them had a very tacit understanding of the identity of the Fringe Academy, which meant that the conversation was personal - she grabbed the Siren Rum with one hand and the Amber light with the other, and showed a perfect hesitation on her face: "What are you drinking?"
Professor Monteria was silent for a few seconds.
Siren Rum represents the North District, or the Fringe Academy; Amber Light represents the Wandering, or the positions of the ‘other wizards’ who are not on the Fringe, not on the Alliance, and not on the School.
"A cup of water is enough, thank you." He gave his choice.
This surprised the witch a little.
She originally thought that the professor was coming to "chat" with some unwilling forces today, but judging from the situation, Professor Monteria seemed to be his own intention to come here?
A glass of clear water and a glass of Siren Rum stand opposite each other, dark blue and transparent shadows are tangled together in the light, and the wine and water in the glass are particularly calm, but the shadows are constantly moving, just like the mood of the silent host and guest sitting on both sides of the bar.
After a long time, Professor Monteria broke the silence.
"I heard that the jury has talked to you?" He stared at the water cup in front of him, his voice a little hoarse.
The full name of the "judgment" he mentioned is the "Judgement of the Final Testing Committee of the First University Giant Gods Project Group". It is composed of two vice presidents, four deans, and three leaders of relevant departments. It is responsible for reviewing project completion status, testing candidates and other related details.
The owner of the Sakura Tavern was slightly stunned and immediately showed off his face.
"I thought you would talk about the afternoon first." She smiled, picked up the wine glass again, and was obviously caught off guard by the professor's direct questioning. She stopped and nodded in a very small way: "——I have seen it."
She didn't say the result.
But Professor Monteria seemed to have obtained some confirmation, and her face suddenly became a little dimmed.
Since the project team privately circulated that the First University will only manufacture two special configuration giant weapons, and one of them has been confirmed to be controlled by the Qualifiers group, the "ownership" of the remaining one has been fiercely contested. The two vice presidents of the Fringe Academy are the second of the most powerful competitors.
Now it seems that the result has come out.
Professor Monteria picked up the clear water in front of him, shook it, and sighed deeply: "——The horse has a journey of thousands of miles, and no horse can go by itself; a person has the ambition to soar to the sky, and no luck can be achieved by itself. Many times, the distance between failure and success is almost a little luck."
Colma couldn't answer this, so she could only lower her head and pretend to care about her Siren Rum.
Professor Monteria looked at her seriously and said in a sincere tone: "You may not know that I am leading the way to complete a very difficult experiment. It is almost complete success, but there is a little mistake now..."
"Can Primrose No. 1 fix that error for you?"
Colma finally took the initiative to interrupt the professor. She raised her head, looked at the old wizard in front of her, and shook her head slowly and firmly: "——But, I'm very sorry, Keeni Hut, North District Wizard, and Fringe Academy... I need to care about too much now, and I may not have more energy to get involved in a new advanced magic experiment project."
She refused two possibilities in one breath.
He not only expressed his opinion that he would not join Professor Monteria's experiment, but also expressed his euphemism that he would not give up the identity of the No. 1 Primrose driver.
Her attitude was very firm.
The professor frowned.
"You are still young and are from the North District again..."
Speaking of this, he seemed to realize that his words were inappropriate and immediately added: "Of course, I don't mean at all disrespectful to the wizards in the North District. I just want to say that the height of the North District origin limits your vision. Even if you are a great wizard now, you may not see clearly the dangers of the establishment of the Fringe Academy... For the wizard group that focuses on magic exploration and world development, their competition will create a bigger cake, allowing every competitor to get the right amount. But the Fringe Academy is different. Its appearance is not based on exploration or development, but on the basis of the existing cake, a person who could not have the table was squeezed in."
“No one knows better what 'dangerous' means than people in the North District.”
The witch picked up the sirens in front of her and took a sip. Her lips painted blue were particularly charming in the light of the lightworms: "——Ordinary wizards in other places may think that death is the most terrible thing in the world, but for the people in the North District, death is a common concept. Go to the Silent Forest to dig herbs for the men, catch poisonous insects, go to the Alchemy Workshop to be an apprentice, and go to the laboratory to be a rat... People in the North District have seen too many strange ways of death. They were born in danger, live in danger, and die in danger. Perhaps I can feel more intuitively how steep the cliff in front of me is."
Speaking of this, she paused and suddenly laughed: "——So, can you understand why I insisted on putting the tent of the Fringe Academy on the edge of the cliff?"
Professor Monteria nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder when you discussed the purpose of the Fringe Academy, you insisted on placing pioneering and sacrifice... Are you trying to tell others that you would not covet the cake on the table?"
He shook his head and expressed pessimism about the witch's vision: "——The most classic case in game theory is dragon hunting: two hunting teams must cooperate to capture fire dragons. But after that, they must decide how to divide the gains. Whoever takes the dragon blood, who takes the dragon bones, who takes the dragon scales or dragon meat, and who inherits the wealth of fire dragons. The larger the share one party gets, the less the other party gets. You can establish a dominance in the North District, and you have the power to influence several other districts of Beta Town, and then have the possibility of affecting the alpha and affecting the first university. You are already sitting on the table and have no chance to give up the cake on the table."