Time flowed like water.
Within a few days, the two vice deans had called another meeting of the academy's upper and middle management and activated a Crystal Ball in front of everyone. The silhouette that appeared was both unfamiliar and familiar to those present.
"All Peace, Dean."
Many had seen Dean Watkin, and after being reminded by them, everyone hurriedly stood up to greet him.
"Good day, sorcerers," Dean Watkin said with a smile, nodding to everyone before getting straight to the point, "Regarding the Power of Flash Vortex, I've been briefed by Victor and Teresa. I've heard there are various opinions, and I can very much understand. However, according to the agreement signed when the Flash Vortex Alliance was formed, when the Sea Race ravages the sea surface, and other academies agree to use the Power of Flash Vortex, we at Mongna Ant Land Cottage have no right to refuse. Otherwise, it would amount to a violation of the regulations, which is a very inappropriate choice."
