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Lilka Aaron, after showing off her ravaged body, dressed herself again. Her fingers trembled as she did so, a vivid reminder that she was in considerable pain.
She had endured the pain and did not go to the priest on duty for healing, just so that she could prove her point at this moment. Some of the bruises were still fresh, suggesting that she had been subject to such punishment repeatedly, and not just once.
This multi-faculty disciplinary committee had been convened because of the students involved, and the Temple’s Vice-Chancellor was present. If this had been an internal disciplinary committee made up of faculty from the Orbis Class, Lilka Aaron’s words would have been futile, since the Orbis Class teachers did not want to break this structure. They were not keen to intervene directly, but let seniors use their own methods to ensure that the junior students worked hard. They did not want to abolish this structure, and even subtly encouraged it.
Oscar de Gradias wore a peculiar expression. His face seemed rigid but he wore a strange smile, as if he found the situation amusing. Vice-Chancellor Assyria Wolken looked at the teachers of the Orbis Class, whose faces had turned white. New culprits had now been discovered.
“Is what Lilka Aaron said true?”
“…”
“It appears to be true.”
The silence that met her question seemed to be all that Assyria Wolken needed. Excessive violence among students, encouraged by their own teachers, had become a new issue.
“I knew the atmosphere in the Orbis Class was oppressive and rigid, but I didn’t realize it was this bad.”
Assyria Wolken was the Vice-Chancellor of the Temple and had some inkling...
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