"Sir..." In the crowd, Sally was listening to the non-stop narration of the second-level wizard apprentice, and she finally couldn't help but be overwhelmed with curiosity and wanted to ask some questions.
After all, what she had seen and heard within Greybone Academy was vastly different from what her grandfather, an idle third-level wizard, had told her about.
"You can just call me senior," Donn said with a smile as he gently tapped the metal badge on his chest, correcting Sally's form of address.
"According to the new rules set by Dean Lucien, we can gradually do away with the title 'sir' in our academy, and apprentices can call each other 'senior brother' or 'senior sister' based on age distinction. Those who are beyond the point of this age classification can all be referred to as 'teacher.' Hehe, of course, it's not wrong for you to address someone as sir now, but I still prefer the new term 'senior' invented by Dean Lucien..."
