Christoph Ailenberg (Zybr) Auto-translated

Christoph didn't rush into action; it was important to see what the rector would do.

The Rector began shouting at the humanoids below. "Vandalism! How dare you break into the temple of science and do such things?!" "Down with the academics! Down with the scientists! Freedom of choice! Freedom of knowledge! Freedom of education!" the rioting demonstrators shouted in response.

-What's going on here? - Christoph asked the rector diplomatically, - who are they and what do they want? Perhaps we should call the guards?

– You see, this is a serious problem that has been going on for the last two years... We don't have the same kind of authority now as we used to. That is, the lower-level officials are still doing their job and helping us if it is prescribed by the charter, but the higher-ups and, what's worse, the judges have started to consider the ideas of freedom and the absence of any regulation, including the regulation of education, to be more important. That is, not everyone should be educated, gain knowledge, and follow the path of Dascalos, but whoever wants to learn, let them learn. It has reached the point of absurdity where any anti-scientific and anti-educational actions are at least not condemned, and sometimes even encouraged!

-But they are busy damaging property! - Christoph exclaimed, - this is already an act of vandalism.

“The property is considered state-owned, and the state doesn’t really need it right now,” the rector said sadly.

-But someone has to be responsible for it,” Christoph protested, “the state will definitely hold someone accountable later. There’s always someone to hold accountable.

– Perhaps you can guess from whom, – the rector remarked, even more sadly than last time.

- Then all the more reason for you to do something. Something other than screaming. Perhaps some kind of paralyzing spell.

--There's a whole crowd of them! And besides, do we look like warriors? We are humanitarian mages! We had one colleague who was more or less proficient in martial arts, but he went on an expedition. Actually, that's him, Myrt Bocaris.

-But you're not monks of the Order of the Holy Cow! Surely you must possess at least some defensive spells!

--But how were we to know that some degenerates would come to power in our state, which was, until now, unique in its structure?! I wonder how they even managed to get a majority of the votes! It wasn't planned, you see?

Christopher hesitated, not expecting such naivety. "But what about criminals?" the mage tried again, "How do you deal with them?"

--To fight criminals, you need to be either a police officer or a great hero. I am neither; I am just the headmaster of the academy.

-Maybe we should call the police? - Seeing a glimmer of hope, Christoph asked.