We can only rely on the reserve officers to quickly learn and grow, and then step up.
Thinking of this, Mason couldn't help but criticize Winters: "If you don't teach them, how would they know? And you, how many classes have you given to the reserve officers? Not even one, right? And yet you're still listed as vice principal..."
"I know, I know," Winters quickly interrupted, "I invited you here for something serious..."
"What do you mean?" Mason was furious, "Is running the school not serious?"
"Look at the terrain, let's look at the terrain first," Winters realized the more he said, the more mistakes he'd make, "You also think this land is good, right?"
"It is pretty good."
"If you also think it's good, then I'm relieved."
"However, it's good as it is," Mason picked at the leather strap on his riding whip, a bit reluctant to dampen Winters' enthusiasm, "But isn't this place a bit too far from Jade Crossing?"
