Twenty minutes later.
Fifth Floor of the Magic Engineering Institute Main Building.
With floor-to-ceiling windows allowing generous natural light to flood in, the hallway occasionally saw staff members of the Magic Engineering Institute passing by. The carpeting on the original wooden floor reduced the sound of footsteps and noise.
Dean Loren of Sage Academy, dressed in a classic black suit paired with a white shirt and gold tie, with diamond-shaped Cross Holy Radiance patterns at the buttons and collar, led Lanci up from the staircase to this floor.
Walking along the left corridor lined with glass curtain walls, they chatted amiably and clearly from time to time, like a young adult and a teenager with a mentor-student relationship.
They passed some other offices and classrooms, heading toward the dean's office.
"Dean Loren, could I borrow your Original Tablet of Wind to take a look?"
Lanci asked with a smile.