"Isn't this just nonsense? Of course we can't handle it!"

In the architectural department of the academy, there was a gloomy atmosphere.

The architectural department of Milt, in fact, held a very high position among the various departments, second only to the Task Tower responsible for issuing Watcher missions and the office of the academy president.

The reason was simple: anyone who could build in Milt was not an ordinary person.

As a world-wide organization, Milt Academy's influence extended to the entire continent. In other words, Watchers had to fight all over the world.

And many of the battles took place not in remote areas, but in densely populated towns and even capital cities.

The impact of battles between high-level warriors and Magic users... sometimes blowing up one or two blocks was considered normal.

So, at times like this, other departments had to run all over the world as well. The basic process of an external mission was: the operative fought, the public relations department handled the aftermath, and the architectural department filled in the holes and repaired the buildings.

If some protected ancient architectural site was blown up, it would be even more troublesome. Just one repair would shorten someone's life span.

To deal with various situations, the architectural department rarely considered ordinary people when recruiting. They always recruited Earth Magic users or individuals with an affinity for Earth Magic, and then trained them themselves.

In the end, they even developed a complete training system. Earth Magic was a required course, as well as identifying architectural materials, the history of architecture in the Western Continent, and optional courses on architectural styles in the Eastern Continent... they even made a course schedule.

Even Luca had seriously considered whether to open a separate architectural department in the academy, or specialize in Magic architecture, and call it Applied Magic Studies.

Later on, this department even had plans for all-around development. The motivation for this came from a certain mission, where Watchers on an external mission were delayed by a while on the way and when they arrived, the cultists causing trouble had already been subdued by the architectural department engineers who had arrived first.

—It was said that the scene at that time was extremely brutal. Half of the castle where the cultists were hiding was gone, and several hundred core members of the various cult organizations were trapped inside, wrapped in various artistic sculptures made from the half of the castle made of bricks and stones, unable to move.

But even they had their limits.

"Is Luca joking? Just repairing the demolished arena is already enough to handle these days. Now he wants to build a new venue all of a sudden. Does he think we are a wish-fulfilling machine?!"

The head of the architectural department, a middle-aged man who looked greasy, slammed the table loudly.

It was not that he was not willing, but simply that he did not have the energy. Although they, as Earth Magic experts, could quickly build an ordinary playground, the academy's arena was not something that could be cleared so easily.

In order to withstand the battles of powerful athletes, the building materials themselves needed to be tough enough, and they also needed to have enough affinity with magic to engrave reinforcement spells later on.

But unfortunately, there were many strong participants in this competition, but few who could control their strength, resulting in the arena being demolished every few days. They had used up all their reserve building materials.

"Now we don't have the materials or the design. To finish it in one day... unless I'm a fairy."

The head of the department hummed a few times, and the other colleagues sitting in the office behind him all nodded in agreement.

They were already exhausted these days, running around the city repairing the arenas while others were on vacation, and now they suddenly had to build a competition venue? They were treated worse than overworked dogs!

"We won't do it, we won't do it! Even if the salary increases, we won't do it!"

As if they had rehearsed, the overworked employees pounded the table in unison, scaring the student council member who had come to notify them back.

"Wow... Is the Department of Architecture really that impressive? Can't they just not do it?"

After hearing what had happened, the people from Ciella were dumbfounded.

"The situation is a bit special..." Lucius also covered his face and didn't want to speak. "In the end, it's mainly because you haven't been taking care of things. If you had been responsible earlier, it wouldn't have turned out like this!"

"What? How can you blame me?!"

"It seems like it's not really your fault, but it doesn't matter. You'll have to take the blame for it anyway." Lucius had an expressionless face as he contemplated a plan.

"..." Ciella felt bewildered.

"Alright, I have a solution." After a moment, Lucius brightened up and stood up from his chair, walking towards the exit.

...

"Um, boss, can we really push this matter aside?"

In the office of the Department of Architecture, a certain overworked employee looked somewhat uneasy as he glanced at the person in charge, who was busy drawing on a drafting paper in front of the table.

After all, it was a request from the office of the college president, and according to the description, it was related to the progress of the team competition and the safety of the city. It didn't seem like the kind of work that could be easily brushed off.

"Why don't you do it? Half of our team is still out there working on the buildings, and there's also the design... We don't have enough materials to replicate an exact same one. Can you design a new one for me to see within a day?"

"Boss, you're wise."

A colleague was sweating. "Boss, what are you doing right now?"

"Can't you tell? I'm designing. It's an order from above, just in case you didn't understand." The person in charge asserted confidently, showing his usual slick demeanor.

At this moment, the office door was knocked on again, lightly but clearly, three times in a row.

"Again?" Raised eyebrow, the person in charge walked to the door and reached for the doorknob. "I've already said it's impossible to finish in a day—Oh, Yusha Miss? What are you doing here?!"

"What? Yusha Miss?!"

The other male members who were still in the office also became restless, instantly bustling around to tidy up the messy workstations.

Yusha, a half-elf, was a special instructor for the martial arts department of the college, and she was quite formidable. However, what she was more famous for seemed to be her position as the top-ranked goddess of the college.

In the college, there were two people whose words held the most weight. One was Lucius, and the other was Yusha. Of course, the latter was mainly famous for her cooking skills, which were horrifyingly outstanding.

As for the college president... Wait, was there even such a person?

By the way, the college president's appearance when encountering people ranked fourteen in terms of attitude—primarily because of the untidy mess of hair and the mage robe that was always the same.

With this instructor present, the elective classes for martial arts each semester were always full. How many students were really there for the martial arts, one couldn't say for sure.

Even a slick person like the head of the Department of Architecture was momentarily at a loss, awkwardly fumbling his hands for a suitable gesture until he stood in attention and took a step back, making a "please" gesture at the door.

"Welcome, Miss Yusha, to the office of the Department of Architecture!"

By this time, the other members had already stood up, automatically arranged themselves into two columns to welcome her without any instruction.

Ciella and Lucius, who had ambushed outside the window using a concealment spell to secretly observe, also felt a tingling sensation on their scalps. Truly terrifying—was this the strength of the number one goddess?

"Hey, Lucius, is she really that good-looking?" The college president gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness. Why didn't the students react like this when they saw him?

"I... I'm not sure," Lucius hesitated for a moment before answering. To be honest, he didn't have strong feelings, but he did think Yusha was quite cute.

"But compared to me?" Ciella looked at him expectantly.

"Yusha is cuter," he said without hesitation.

"Why!" Ciella's anger erupted, grabbing Lucius by the collar and demanding an explanation.

"First, she diligently teaches every day, unlike our missing headmaster who disappears every so often. And second..." Lucius's face blushed slightly, his voice softened, "... she does have a good figure."

Ciella's face immediately darkened, extremely dark.

"It's not like I had a choice in this!" the headmaster defended. "The headmaster and the director of education suddenly fell from the second floor!"

"Oh, there seems to be some commotion?" The supervisor seemed to hear some noise outside but quickly turned back around.

"Well, everyone doesn't need to get up."

Yusha was bewildered by the deafening roar and her hands gestured in front of her as she took a small step back.

"Understood! Everyone, sit!"

The young staff member who was just chatting with the supervisor stood at attention, and a group of people all sat back in their original positions like robots.

"Actually, it was Director Lucius who asked me to notify everyone about the new competition venue being built in the outskirts of the city."

Yusha touched her hair and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Although I know it's a daunting task, I believe the members of the construction department can do it."

Hey hey, that's too cunning!

The supervisor's forehead broke out in cold sweat. You rogue, old Lucius! Are you really using such a sneaky move like inviting reinforcements?

A wise person once said that a beautiful girl is a human treasure, and hardly any man can resist when a beautiful girl looks at him with pleading eyes.

But!

Hmph, you underestimate me, old Lucius. Do you think it's so easy for me, the head of the construction department, to succumb?

"Yes! Miss Yusha, please rest assured! We guarantee to complete the task! Leave it to us!"

"That's great."

Yusha smiled brightly, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, showing a relieved expression.

Huh?!

The supervisor turned to look at his excited subordinates behind him, his expression filled with disbelief.

After Yusha left, the atmosphere in the office remained enthusiastic.

"Hey, hey, did you see that just now? Miss Yusha smiled at me!"

"She looked at me for a little longer!"

"Oh, so you're also part of the guard? We're allies, haha!"

... Damn, they're all traitors.

The supervisor sighed sadly, walked over to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and sat despondently on the sofa, adding some ice.

Thunk thunk thunk.

No, this isn't over yet!

Wiping his mouth, the supervisor stood back up. As long as I don't acknowledge it, this never happened!

At that moment, two students walked into the room.

"Um, hello, we're from the college news department. We'd like to interview you all about what just happened for tomorrow's campus newspaper's headline..."

Okay, the supervisor sat back down.

Lucius, you're really ruthless.