Raised in Dungeon

It's fascinating to observe the differing perspectives between the Elves and Dwarves in this situation. For the Elf, apologizing holds significant weight, and they believe that once they've expressed remorse, the issue should be resolved. However, the crucial difference lies in the interpretation of the apology. The Dwarf perspective diverges, as they could have accepted the Elf's apology, but what made it difficult for them was the derogatory comments about their odor and appearance.

While the Elf may have considered their remarks as honesty, the Dwarves perceived it as an affront to their dignity. It wasn't merely about rejecting the Elf's perspective, but rather about feeling humiliated by such candid observations. This divergence in cultural understanding and the varied significance attached to words and actions emphasizes the importance of cultural sensitivity and the challenges of navigating intercultural relationships.

Amidst the heated dispute between the elves and dwarves, the members of the disciplinary commission arrived, casting a calming influence over the situation. It was a spider demi-human whose six hands expertly conjured amnis quickly.

"That's enough, you two. Thank you for being a good example," the spider-human chimed in, employing the amnis to effectively cleanse the vomit that clung to the dwarf's body, making it as clean as before.

"In this case, Mrs. Elf, your points will be deducted," the spider-human declared.

The elf, her frustration clear, responded, "Why is that?! Didn't I apologize already?!"

The spider-human explained calmly, "Although in your culture, such an apology might be sufficient, within the academy, different standards apply. All races residing in this city are expected to adhere to the academy's rules, and our policies prioritize respect and mutual understanding among all students, regardless of their origins."

This judgment underscored the importance of impartiality and the need for students to adapt to the institution's unique set of rules and norms.

The spider-human proceeded to draw another amnis circle, this time situating it in front of her mouth to amplify her message. This amnis had the purpose of increasing the volume of her voice, ensuring that her message reached all those gathered around.

"To all Praeterea students who have arrived, if you don't want something like this to happen again, you must read the academy rule book in your packet. Within those pages, you'll find crucial information not just for our academy but for understanding and respecting the unique aspects of each race."

Her words carried a stern but necessary tone. "If you find yourself unwilling to invest the effort in learning about the cultures and customs of other races, you are, of course, allowed to leave the academy."

A wave of unease swept through the students as they realized that many among them hadn't thoroughly perused the rule book provided. The same was true for Allen and Felicia; they had concentrated their efforts on absorbing the rich history, locations, and other facets of academy life that Sharik had imparted during their secunda class.

Apparently, those who entered the secunda class were not always mixed race in one class. So, this marked the first occasion for many of the students to closely interact with peers from various races and backgrounds.

After all the senior students had entered the building, the spider demi-human once again announced something.

"My name is Loukia Miskakou, and I am the secretary of the disciplinary commission. Since our chairman is currently away, I will take his place to guide the new students."

"For now," Loukia continued, her tone authoritative, "you must form a line and proceed one by one through the three doors of the academy. You can see that student executive members are stationed at these entrances to verify your acceptance letters."

As Loukia ordered, all the students lined up for the letter check. The purpose of this inspection extended beyond mere verification of the letters' authenticity; it also served the crucial function of organizing the students into groups once they entered the academy building.

As Allen cautiously peered into the building, he couldn't help but wonder,

'Where did everyone go?'

His initial expectation had been for the academy building to be bustling with a multitude of students, but to his astonishment, it appeared far less crowded than he had envisioned.

As Felicia approached the student executive board member for inspection, the exchange took an unexpected turn. The board member scrutinized her acceptance letter and asked, "Felicia Ayde Boldenville, is that really your name?"

Felicia confirmed, "Yes, it is."

The student executive board member then observed, "Then behind you is your personal knight, Allen?"

"Right," Felicia replied, her curiosity evident. "Is there any problem?"

The student executive member paused momentarily, saying, "No, please wait a moment." He then approached one of the teachers who stood in the background and shared a brief exchange.

Puzzled by the delay, Felicia turned to Sharik, seeking an explanation. "What is it?"

Sharik responded with a shrug, equally perplexed. "I don't know... I don't know either."

The student executive board member returned and handed Felicia's letter back to her, directing her to proceed. "Here's your letter; please take the elevator on the right."

The student executive board member returned and handed Felicia's letter back to her, directing her to proceed. "Here's your letter; please take the elevator on the right." Felicia inquired, her curiosity piqued.

The student executive board member paused for a moment, then broke into a playful grin. "Ah, sorry... I am not -pfft- trying to mock you. It's your first time here, so it's perfectly normal. You can always ask later. For now, please proceed over there, and you can inquire with the person inside."

"O-okay," Felicia complied with the instructions, but her annoyance was unmistakable.

Once they were out of earshot, Felicia turned to Sharik, casting him a sharp gaze, clearly frustrated.

Sharik felt the gaze of the hostility from Felicia, scared. "Oh no, I forgot to explain about the academy itself. Is she angry? Would something like that be considered treason to a human?!"

Allen stepped in to offer reassurance, saying, "Don't worry, it's just her upset face. You're not too troubled. Maybe she will just ignore you for a day."