Understand humans!

After going through the job promotion process of several departments, the person that everyone was looking forward to finally came to the top.

Minister of Education Awula took the stage to speak:

After a round of applause, many eyes, both openly and secretly, were focused on the stage, curiously waiting to see this legendary magician whom many people had only heard of but never seen in person.

However, when most people actually saw the girl walking out of the darkness, they were disappointed.

——The purple-haired girl who stepped out of the shadows to the front stage not only did not have the spirit of the legendary uncrowned great magician, but also did not have the demeanor of a minister of education. Instead, she was wearing patched and tattered clothes, and the hat on her head was a cheap one made of thatched straw.

Not to mention the luxury that a magician should have, even the ordinary residents of Kribi cannot be so shabby.

If the president sitting in the front row and the ministers of other departments had not reprimanded her for impersonating the Minister of Education, they would have thought that this person had fled from somewhere.

However, many of the ministers sitting in the front row also had frowns on their brows.

Some people criticized:

"As the director of a department, it's unbecoming to be dressed like this!"

Aura had just stepped onto the stage and was about to read the script, but she didn't expect to be criticized for her inappropriate clothing. She stopped, glanced at the spokesperson, and said indifferently:

"Minister of Education, students should be the priority. This is a piece of clothing that a student gave me when I was the dean of San Lorenzo College. I like it very much. Minister Wilbur, do you have any advice for me?"

Minister Wilbur, who was well-dressed and had an elegant magic robe and looked very wealthy, raised his eyebrows and rebuked him in dissatisfaction:

"As the Minister of Education, can't you afford to change into a formal magician's robe? Why do you wear this when you are promoted? Where is your respect for the association?"

"This is the current situation of the Ministry of Education. We really don't have money to buy uniforms." Aura replied calmly, patting the hem of her patched clothes. Just as Minister Wilbur said, she didn't have money to buy a new magic robe. "Is it something you are ashamed of for me to wear the clothes given to me by my students, Minister Wilbur?"

"You and I……"

Minister Wilbur's face turned red and he opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out for a long time, and finally he sat down.

As the oldest president of the association, he represents the old ideas of the older generation of magicians.

The older generation here refers to the era before the theory that anyone could learn magic spread, when only ancient families and princes and nobles could produce magicians.

The magicians of that era had to go through a lot of complicated etiquette. Unlike today, magicians are so popular that even children playing in the mud in remote villages can become magicians.

This new generation of magicians doesn't understand any etiquette.

Wilbur hated these barbaric young wizards.

He also started to dislike the young Minister of Education, Aura, who has recently become famous.

However, this time, he had just found Aura's fault, but because of Aura's frankness, he seemed too rude.

Aula looked around and began to report. Other departments emphasized in their annual reports that their departments were thriving and stable, but Aula kept talking about the poverty of the Ministry of Education, the dilapidated magic academies in various places, and the negative situation of many trainee magicians dropping out early and going home to work to make a living.

Aula would also pretend to casually hold up her sleeves to attract more attention to her tattered clothes.

Noticing the contemptuous looks from the audience, Aura was laughing in his heart.

Come on, look at me more and dislike me a little more, so that the association can get more funds from the Ministry of Education next year.

To be honest, wearing such tattered clothes like a beggar and entering a high-end place like the Continental Magic Association, let alone the magicians from other departments, even the magicians from the Ministry of Education would feel ashamed. Only the Minister of Education, Aura, didn't care.

As long as she can get money and make the Ministry of Education flourish, Aura can easily do it, let alone make herself ugly. Even if she is asked to perform in circus clothes, Aura can do it.

Hoho~~~

Aura just couldn't understand what dignity meant when humans talked about it.

To the demons, how can such illusory things be compared with real benefits?

But Aura was able to kneel down and lick Volame's legs in order to survive, and he could even say that he would work like a slave and be loyal to humans for the rest of his life.

——The shame that is unbearable for humans is not worth mentioning to Aura.

She might even be proud of it.

"How can a minister of education, who is at least a first-level magician, appear in public dressed like this?"

Brandon in the audience couldn't help but whisper. Although he came from the border area and wore his own combat robe instead of the official robe issued by the association, this at least fell into the category of magic robes and did not disgrace the identity of a magician.

But this magician named Aura simply came here wearing patched cloth clothes. Does she really take this Magic Association meeting seriously?

There were also magicians who had rushed back to Kribi from far away places and had never heard of Aura. Most of them also frowned.

It was Myron who pushed Brandon and signaled him to be quiet.

"Don't say that."

"Huh?" Brandon glanced at Myron in surprise. "Didn't you accuse me of being inappropriately dressed before the meeting started?"

"You are different. You have a proper magic robe but you don't wear it. Minister Aura doesn't have one."

"What do you mean?"

Brandon frowned. No matter how poor you are, at least you can wear the standard robe issued by the Magic Association - no one would pawn this outfit for money, right?

This is proof of achievement in the magic world and the honor of every magician.

For a magician, is there anything more important than honor?

"listen--"

Myron did not explain directly, but looked around and signaled Brandon to pay attention to the sounds around him.

Many magicians who had rushed back from other places could not stand the minister on the stage being so disrespectful of etiquette, and they were discussing and scolding:

"This new Minister of Education is too shameless for next year's funding. Everyone knows about the corruption in the Ministry of Education in previous years. If you want to make money, you should be more careful. It's not nice to eat like this!"

But often, as soon as he said this, he was stopped by his friend who knew the inside story and explained the difficulties of the Ministry of Education:

"Don't say that. You just came back and don't know the inside story."

"Why, is she really thinking about the students?"

Many magicians who returned from the sidelines were dismissive. During the years they studied magic in academies in various places, they were harmed by the situation where the upper echelons of the academies used connections to block places and embezzled large sums of funds. They were deeply prejudiced against the previous ministers of education who condoned these incidents, and they did not look kindly upon the new minister.

"Minister Aura donated all his salary. He doesn't even have enough money for food on weekdays. Eh—"

The magician from Kribi sighed, and his words silenced the magician who had returned from the sidelines.

"She? Such a little girl? Is she really so determined?"

The magicians who returned from the battlefield were all uncles and aunts with rough faces and sharp eyes. They were full of righteousness and could not tolerate any injustice. They originally thought that it was nonsense for the headquarters to appoint a girl under 20 years old as the Minister of Education. It was not known who had connections to promote her, and they were indignant.

But they found that the facts were not as they thought.

"Minister Aura is young, but she is truly devoted to the students. She has the ability to reorganize the Ministry of Education, and the courage to risk everything for education. You know the last time the Empire sent the Seventh Prince to embarrass the Magic Association, Minister Aura, who is close to a great magician, took the beating without fighting back, and even vomited blood to earn a sum of money for the Ministry of Education from the Empire."

"She can't even make ends meet. She borrows money from other ministers and begs for food at roadside shops. Minister Awula can't even afford a house or food. She lives on the help of others."

"Even so, she always cared about education and wanted to invest all her money in building colleges in remote areas."

Chapter 148 Looking forward to seeing you next time

As he was talking, the magicians in Kribi who had heard about Aura's many deeds could not help but sigh. They felt so ashamed. Although they relied on magic to have food and clothing, they had never thought of using their own power to give back to the association.

In terms of awareness, she is not even as good as that of a little girl.

No wonder he could become the Minister of Education.

What kind of relationship do you rely on?

People rely on themselves!

As they talked, tears began to flow down the faces of these uncles and aunts in their thirties and forties.

There are people like Aura who are willing to contribute in the Magic Association, but they are all adults. They will admire them but not feel uncomfortable.

Like now, seeing a little girl like Aula, who is about the same age as their daughter, suffering and working hard because her students don’t have enough food to eat, they can’t bear it and feel sad.

They looked at the ragged purple-haired girl on the stage and sighed:

"She's not pretending to be poor, she's really poor."

"But his spirit is richer than any of us."

"Is there no one helping her? How old is she?!" The magicians who came back from the sidelines were filled with righteous indignation, but this time it was not directed at Aura, but at those who just watched Aura suffer.

"Yes, President Zanze lets Aura live in his home, and Vice President Volame often invites Aura to dinner - she stays away from other people and doesn't get close to them."

"Wait... has this little girl really lost her own place to live and eat?"

The magic uncles and aunts who came back from the sidelines were horrified and extremely angry.

How could they, as grown adults, sit back and watch this happen in Kribi?

Something must be done!

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After finishing the report from the Ministry of Education, Awula stepped down and sat in the front row, waiting for the meeting to end.

When it was the Minister of Education's turn to report, the meeting was almost over. Aula didn't have to wait long before the meeting came to an end. Zanze gave a summary and then announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Aura stood up and walked out.

She had noticed the strange looks from people around her.

Aura could understand. After all, when she stood on the stage wearing this dress, these human magicians had already pointed fingers at her.

Then, she went on to say so many bad things about the Magic Association, and no one knew how many people's interests and futures were implicated.

It was natural to be hostile to her.

But if you want to teach her a lesson now, thinking that Aula is not warm or full and is easy to bully - then you are totally wrong!

Aura slowly walked out of the conference room. The people who had frequently cast glances at her and were the most hostile to her had already left the conference room.

With Aura's keen five senses, she could sense that these human magicians were waiting for her outside.

Wait and I'll teach her a lesson.

Aura will let them know that even if Celia is watching, she is not good at using magic, and she cannot be bullied just because of the savagery of the demons!

"Ow--"

As soon as Aura walked out of the door, he bared his teeth at the crowd that gathered around him and made a low, threatening warning sound from his throat like a small animal.

But a hand was pressed on his head.

Huh?

Normally, Aura would feel humiliated and fly into a rage if someone touched his head.

But when Aula saw the extra gold leaf in his hand, he was stunned unconsciously.

The group of unfamiliar magicians who had never been seen in Kribi, each one looked more mature than the other, and each one had more powerful magic than the other. They walked past Aura one by one, some touched Aura's head, some pinched Aura's face, and some squatted down to say a few words of encouragement to Aura.

Although they are of different heights and genders, they will eventually leave a golden leaf in Aula's hands.

Seeing that the gold leaves in her hand were increasing in number and were about to spill out, Aula quickly lifted up her skirt and caught them.

She wore pants on her lower body so as not to expose herself.

"why?"

Aura looked at these humans who were nice to her for no reason with a puzzled look and tilted her head in confusion.

“Why are you giving me money?”

"Why so many whys? What about you? Why do you treat those students well?"

Aura couldn’t say, “I wanted to become the guild president, and then… and then…” and then steal secrets and defect to the demon clan.

"Then use this money to become the president. As for why we should raise money for you...if you must give a reason, it's because - because you look like someone."

A middle-aged magician with a weathered face squatted down. He was tall and the robe on his body covered every inch of his skin. It didn't look like a magic robe but more like a suit of armor.

After years of fighting against demons on the border, his face is covered with scars and his original appearance is no longer recognizable.

The middle-aged magician stared at Aura calmly, but the figure with purple hair and a tall hat was reflected in his pupils.

“Like…really like…”

"Like who?"

"Like President Aura."

"I am Aura."