"I suppose the Guild Leader is probably more frustrated than I imagined."
Over on the airship, Dean Charlie pondered for a moment, somewhat understanding the Guild Leader's feelings, "He thinks he really made a mistake this time. Although we managed to keep Andrew, and the special training continued smoothly, our Commerce Association actually pushed the distance between Andrew and us a bit further away..."
His gaze turned to the young man diligently practicing the Counterattack Technique in the training room.
Over the past two days of teaching, Dean Charlie could sense that although Andrew appeared very polite, respectful, humble, and eager to learn—more exemplary than the most model student at Warm Fire Academy, and indeed more mature than before,
behind this politeness and maturity was actually a sense of unfamiliarity and distance that hadn't existed before.
