Chapter 594

At least in her presentation, she was impeccable.

Dak was still satisfied, so he continued to ask: "Giles, tell me, as an official magister who graduated from St. Marian College, why would you want to apply for a job with me?"

Debbie Giles breathed a sigh of relief and then said: "I am a student of the Academy of Fools. I didn't have much foundation when I graduated. I need to rely on my own efforts to continue to accumulate capital in order to be able to go on the path of the Magister." Farther away. And I have seen Junior Dimon with my own eyes. If you are the one who needs to be taught..."

"stop."

Dark raised his hand and interrupted her self-narration.

"I need to correct you here. The person you need to teach is not me, but my magic elf."

…

Debbie Giles looked shocked for a moment.

Apparently he didn't expect this at all.

But she quickly looked at Dilumon, who was sitting next to Dak, and said hesitantly: "Magic Elf, do you have enough learning ability?"

Dilumon, who was stared at by her, frowned slightly and said directly: "Do you have any doubts about this?"

This voice really startled Debbie Giles.

After a while, she said carefully: "What do I need to do?"

Dak frowned and said: "Isn't it written in the recruitment requirements? Complete basic education within three months."

Debbie Giles suddenly cried and made a sad face: "But I thought it was to teach...at most it would be to teach other noble children."

Dak: "Don't let you think that, let me think that."

"Okay, don't embarrass her." Claire said to the rescue, "Well, Giles, you have other questions about the need to complete the basic education of magic elves within three months."

Debbie Giles said helplessly: "Professor, I have no confidence in teaching non-human beings to learn."

Claire smiled slightly and looked at Dak: "I think this interview should be over, right?"

Dak nodded: "Well, Senior Sister Giles, please come here."

Debbie Giles was slightly disappointed and said: "It's no trouble, it's just me who is lacking."

Dak looked at her seriously and suddenly said: "If senior sister is still interested, the Flotte family seems to be short of a tutor. You can give it a try."

"Floody's house?" Debbie Giles thought about it carefully, raised her head and said, "I will go and have a look, thank you."

Dak nodded and said, "See you then."

…

After Debbie Giles left, Dak sighed slightly: "It's a pity. I originally wanted her to teach some basic magic in the academy."

Arvite said gently: "Not everyone can accept being a teacher of magic elves, and she has just graduated, so she doesn't have much confidence in her teaching level."

"There's nothing we can do." Dak took a sip of tea and said, "Then let's go to the next one."

…

The second interviewer.

"Silent Sage" Buckner Sellers walked into the reception room with the support of a maid.

After he sat down, he raised his head and glanced at the judging table, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Kate, are you there too?"

"Yes, Teacher Sellers." Claire smiled, "I haven't seen you for so many years. How is your teacher's health?"

Buckner Sellers leaned his crutches against the edge of the chair, then straightened up as much as he could, touched his white beard, and said, "Don't look at me like this, but I'm actually in pretty good shape. It's just that my legs and feet are a little weak. Every day Move around more.”

"That's good." Claire said, "Teacher, you don't need to introduce yourself. Can you tell us why you want to come to the Duke's Mansion to teach?"

Buckner Cyrus narrowed his eyes, glanced at Arvette and Dark, and finally landed on Dilumon.

Then, he revealed a hint of clarity: "I have never seen such intelligent magical elves. If the people who need to be taught are these magical elves, I want to try to see how far their wisdom can be improved. Realm. If not, let me take my leave.”

"Really?"

The three of them looked at each other.

Claire and Arvette both looked at Dark, waiting for his decision.

Dark smiled and said: "So, Sir Cyrus, do you think it is possible for my magic elf to master magic or become a magician?"

This question is the answer that Dak has been pursuing for a long time.

But after a whole school year, he only succeeded in letting the magic elves master the simple control of magic power.

Buckner Sellers couldn't help laughing: "Then I need a deeper understanding to know. But it seems that our goals are surprisingly consistent."

"This is a good thing, isn't it?" Dak's smile grew. "Let's do this. We can sign a one-month trial contract, and wait until one month later, depending on the wishes of both parties, and then renew the contract. If possible, maybe It’s not just a three-month contract, but a longer-term contract!”

"Just what I wanted!"

When Buckner Sellers said this, his entire body straightened up a lot.

Even my mental state has improved.

"So, Jasmine." Dak looked at the head maid and said.

"Bring a chair in and ask Mr. Sellers to wait next to it for a moment."

…

So, "The Silent Sage." Buckner Sellers stayed in the reception room.

The third interviewer was summoned.

The former director of the Royal Botanical Gardens, Ms. Buddy Plant, walked straight into the room, first looked at Cyrus sitting next to her, and frowned, "Has it been decided?"

"Ms. Plant, please sit down first." Dark said, "We plan to recruit at least two tutors."

Ms. Plant sat down on the middle chair, and then asked in confusion, "Are there many people who need to be taught?"

Dark nodded and said, "Yes, about eighteen... Well, maybe one more."

He thought of the Soul of the Moon Goddess.

"Nineteen students? Not many." Ms. Plant said, "Then it must not be you who needs to be taught. Can you tell me who it is first?"

"It's me, Ms. Plant." Tailmon said calmly.

Ms. Plant's eyebrows suddenly raised.

Of course, she discovered this magic elf at the beginning, but she didn't think too much about it.

But she was not as confused as Debbie Giles: "Do you need me to teach magic elves? I do have experience in teaching plants. This magic elf can actually speak?

Then it should have enough learning ability, right?

Sure enough, if you live long enough, you will always see more interesting things. If you have a grass magic elf, I can try to teach them magic. What do you think?"

"There is a grass magic elf, and there is also a grass nemesis."

Dak supported his forehead. Although Ms. Plant is old, she has a good momentum and is very receptive to magic elves.

But what about teaching plants?

Are all the plants in the Royal Botanic Gardens spirits?

Dak thought about it, and suddenly thought of something: "I wonder how much Ms. Plant knows about the plant cat grass?"

"Is cat grass a new variety of plant?" Ms. Plant asked in confusion.

Dak couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but still said: "It is a mimicry plant with complete animal characteristics. If Ms. Plant is interested, I can take you to see it."

Ms. Plant thought for a while and asked: "So, I passed the interview?"

Dak shook his head: "Not yet. Can I ask why you want to apply for a tutor?"

Ms. Plant said very straightforwardly: "I'm retired and looking for something to do. When people get older, if they don't exercise their muscles and bones from time to time, they will rust."

"No problem." Dak nodded. He could accept this reason. "Then, what subjects can you teach?"

Ms. Plant said confidently: "Basic education related to literacy and arithmetic is fine for me. In addition, you can also try basic magic teaching. The one sitting over there is a magician, right? My specialty projects with him do not overlap."

"Basic magic teaching?"

Dak nodded slightly.

If possible, he is also interested and may be able to sit in.

So he quickly made a decision: "Then, the probation period is one month. If both parties are satisfied, the contract can be renewed after one month, and priority will be given to candidates in June, July and August every year. Is that okay?"

"June, July and August?"

Ms. Plant thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Okay, three months of work a year, not bad, not bad."

"It seems that we have reached an agreement." Dak couldn't help but smile.

He didn't dislike such an energetic old lady.

...

Then, Ms. Plant also sat next to Sage Cyrus.

The two elderly people chatted briefly, and the fourth interviewee was summoned in.

It was the former tutor of the two little princesses-Ms. Monica Cook.

After seeing Ms. Plant and Sir Cyrus, Ms. Cook also showed a little puzzled expression.

But she did not ask directly like Ms. Plant, but just sat in the middle seat according to the procedure, waiting for the interview to begin.

There is no doubt that among all the applicants so far, her professionalism is the highest.

This performance alone made Dak feel good enough.

He did not let Ms. Cook introduce herself, but directly asked her the reason for her job application.

Ms. Cook said helplessly: "The two princesses have grown up, and I feel that there is nothing I can teach them, so I took the initiative to resign. After all, I am not a magician. And after resigning, I will naturally need to find another job. Someone happened to recommend the Duke's Mansion to me, so I will give it a try."

"A very legitimate reason." Dak nodded, "So, what is the range of subjects you can teach?"

Ms. Cook began to talk about the teaching content she is good at one by one.

It is really all-encompassing, from calligraphy, arithmetic, geography... to history, music, tea art, except for magic, magic, and combat-related content, she can teach everything.

This made Dak think of his past tutor.

Tutors like this who are favored by the royal family are indeed extraordinary.

Compared with Ms. Plant and Sir Cyrus, Ms. Cook is obviously professional.

If the entire teaching process is centered around her, the magic elves should be able to receive the best education.

So Dark pointed at Tailmon and said, "The last question, what do you think about the fact that your teaching object is the magic elves?"

"Magic elves?" Ms. Cook said a little confused, "I don't know much about magic elves, but can they understand human language?"

"Of course they can." Tailmon said helplessly.

Ms. Cook was slightly startled, but quickly calmed down: "That's okay. But your magic elves are all this... um, cute type? I mean, if they are too vicious, I may not be able to do it. "

"That's not true." Duck smiled, "They are all cute."

Ms. Cook breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Since I can understand human speech and can speak, I can give it a try."

Dak shook his head and said: "They can all understand human speech, but not all of them can speak. In fact, some magic elves need some language teaching."

"This..." Ms. Cook hesitated, "Then I can only promise to try my best."

"Okay..." Duck nodded.

It is already very difficult to be able to not reject the magic elves.

He then discussed the contract situation with Ms. Cook and finalized it.

…

"Only the last one left."

Duck breathed a sigh of relief.

Among these five applicants, except for the senior sister, they are all very reliable.

In fact, he was quite surprised. The senior sister may have some deficiencies in receptivity and lack of self-confidence.

This is not uncommon in the Court of Fools.

It's a pity.