"What are you thinking about, Tilan?"
A familiar voice reached the girl sitting in the audience, and then the young miss in a black Lace dress sat down beside her.
"I'm thinking that what I can do is actually quite limited," the girl turned her head, looking towards Deloris beside her.
"In the new term, although I've formulated good plans and arrangements for everyone, when it comes down to it, I can only sit here and watch everyone struggle and shout."
"Hehehe~ Are you thinking of going down to help them with their training, Tilan?" Deloris found it amusing and then began to console the overly sympathetic girl.
"Victory is their glory, and the training filled with sweat is the ladder to their strength. This is their own growth and transformation. If they fail, it's also the result of their own lack of strength, not because of you."
