In Professor Hector Rain's laboratory, the atmosphere remains as rigorous and solemn as ever, with assistants and apprentices clad in mage robes busily engaged at their respective stations.
Professor Hector is likewise absorbed in his work.
Although his workload hasn't been particularly heavy lately, today he felt a sudden impulse to personally grade students' papers, in search of any talent worthy of nurturing under his wing... someone like Prince Colin.
Unfortunately, he had barely opened one paper when the outdated viewpoints and unimaginative arguments caused him to furrow his brows tightly.
Casually giving it a failing mark on the paper, he shook his head and tossed the remaining papers to an assistant who appeared unoccupied.
Just then, his assistant briskly approached, respectfully delivering the latest issue of "Sage Report" to his desk.
"Professor, your newspaper."
