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Chapter 178: « The Greatest Stole the Vessel of the gods [14] »

Year Two started.

The difference between Year One’s first day and Year Two’s was not in the building or the schedule or the people occupying it, all of which were substantially the same. It was in the quality of the air between the remaining forty-two students. Eleven months of shared curriculum had produced a specific kind of familiarity — not closeness exactly, but the granular knowledge of how each person worked, where their capability actually sat versus where they presented it, which students performed under pressure and which degraded. The cohort that had arrived at orientation as sixty strangers had become a group that knew each other in the limited and precise way that people who have competed in the same space for a year came to know each other.

The thesis proposal process opened in the first week. The schedule board posted the submission window — fourteen days to file a formal proposal, faculty review to run in the following week, approvals and rejections posted before the end of the month. First-year students had submitted commission-reproduction proposals in most years, familiar territory, the process designed to confirm a direction rather than evaluate a new one. Year Two with an experimental track available meant the submission window carried a different weight for the students who were going to use it.

Kang Min filed his proposal on day three. Standard commission-reproduction, a weapon specification within established parameters, the material sourcing plan drawing on the third-floor smithy’s supply network from the posting period. He had spent two evenings writing it to the level of precision the faculty review would expect and no further. The proposal was genuine work — he was going to build whatever he proposed and it needed to be buildable — but it was not the primary event of the submission window.

He watched Jiseok work through the proposal document across the days between their library conversation and the submission deadline.

Not directly — Jiseok prepared in his room and in the library and in the forge level’s practice bays, the same distribution of work spaces he had used all year. But the notebook was fuller and the sessions where he appeared in the forge bay with his piece of constellation-mass material had increased in frequency since the return from posting. He had been conditioning the material for months, a slow process, the specific preparation that the patron’s annotations described as necessary before a core assembly could be attempted. The conditioning had been running quietly in a spare bay with no particular visibility because spare bay usage for material preparation was not unusual at the Year Two level, students regularly running extended conditioning cycles on thesis materials.

The material classification had happened in the week after the cohort returned from posting. Kang Min had done what he told Jiseok he would do: sat with him in the library on two evenings and walked him through the notation format from the patron’s annotation system, the earlier form of the dimensional craft notation that gave accurate property descriptions for materials in the constellation-mass category. Jiseok had followed it with the focused attention he gave everything and asked three questions across the two sessions, each one precise and aimed at the specific point where the notation’s logic wasn’t yet clear to him.

The classification was accurate. Jiseok could now file it as part of his proposal without the property description being incomplete.

On the eleventh day of the submission window, Jiseok submitted his proposal.

Kang Min was in the corridor when the submission went in, not by design, by the timing of his own session movement, but he saw Jiseok come out of the administrative office where formal submissions were recorded and stand in the corridor for a moment before moving toward the forge level. The expression on his face was the one Kang Min had come to associate with Jiseok completing a decision that had been running a long time. Not relief. The particular stillness of someone who has committed and is now waiting to see what the commitment costs.

He let him go and went to his own session.

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The faculty review ran for eight days.

During those eight days the following occurred, in the order Kang Min became aware of them.

On day two, Bak Junho requested a review of the submission documentation from all students who had filed experimental proposals. The request went through the administrative system as a standard quality check, which it was entitled to be, the reviewing Master having legitimate authority to examine submission completeness before the full faculty evaluation.

There were three experimental proposals in the submission pool. Jiseok’s was one. A student named Park Eunsoo had submitted a novel mana-channel inscription design, technically strong, the kind of proposal that would have been unremarkable in a different year. A third student, from Ryeo Hanbin’s general orbit though not part of his immediate circle, had submitted a material alloy specification that was ambitious and under-sourced, likely to fail review on the sourcing plan alone.

Bak Junho’s documentation request targeted all three, which meant it didn’t appear as targeting any one of them specifically.

On day four, Siru submitted the external review request to the Tower’s materials authority.

She had been holding it since the conversation in the anteroom, prepared and waiting for the right trigger. The right trigger was a faculty review process that now had an active quality-check request running inside it, because the quality-check request created a procedural moment where the scope of the review was formally defined. Siru’s external review request, filed during that window, attached the materials authority’s oversight to Jiseok’s proposal during a period when the proposal was actively under faculty examination.

The attachment was procedurally sound. Kang Min had read the charter provision himself when Siru described it. The materials authority’s oversight superseded the program administration mechanism because it was a different institutional track. Bureau-initiated program suspension couldn’t run concurrently with a Tower materials authority review of a specific student’s thesis sourcing.

On day six, the program suspension notice arrived.

A formal communication from a Bureau-affiliated academic body, citing the inspection mandate, invoking the charter provision for experimental program review, delivering the suspension instruction with the eight-week minimum review period attached. The communication was addressed to the full faculty and was posted in the administrative system the morning of day six.

By the morning of day six, Siru’s external review request had been accepted by the materials authority and was three days into its own clock.

The two procedural tracks were now in conflict. One Bureau-origin suspension instruction and one Tower materials authority review, both active simultaneously, both claiming legitimate authority over aspects of the experimental thesis program’s operation. The Bureau’s procedural rules, which Siru had read as carefully as she had read the academy’s charter, required one track to yield when both were active.

The yield protocol gave priority to the older active process.

Siru’s request was three days older.

The suspension yielded.

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He found out the full sequence from Siru on day seven, when she came to the forge level during his afternoon session and told him in the corridor outside the practice bays, her voice carrying the neutral quality of someone reporting a result rather than celebrating it.

"The yield protocol held," she said. "The suspension is inactive for the duration of the materials authority review. The review clock runs twelve weeks, which takes us past the thesis midpoint assessment."

"Bak’s response," Kang Min said.

"He’s been quiet since day six." She folded her arms. "Which is not reassuring. He’s recalculating."

"The documentation request is still running."

"It will conclude before the faculty approvals are posted. He has authority to flag incomplete documentation." She paused. "Jiseok’s proposal documentation is complete. The material classification is accurate and uses a notation format that’s defensible to anyone who knows the relevant archive. The sourcing plan is specific about the material’s provenance. There’s nothing in the documentation that gives Bak a legitimate basis for a rejection flag."

"He doesn’t need a legitimate basis if the flag creates enough procedural delay to miss the approval window," Kang Min said.

Siru looked at him. "Yeon knows the approval schedule. If the documentation request produces a delay, Yeon will invoke the joint oversight provision to accelerate the review timeline."

"Bak knows Yeon will do that."

"Yes." She was quiet for a moment. The corridor around them had the forge level’s background heat and the sound of work from the bays behind the wall, two students in an active session. "He’s running out of clean mechanisms. The ones he has left are more visible. Visible mechanisms leave records."

Kang Min thought about that. Bak Junho had been operating all year through channels that looked procedurally normal from the outside — conduct notations, documentation requests, placement assignments, the kind of administrative action that any faculty member with his responsibilities might legitimately take. His operation had been structured to be deniable because deniability was what allowed it to continue.

Visible mechanisms were a different category. They produced records that the Bureau’s operation couldn’t explain away through normal institutional friction. Records that pointed somewhere.

"He’s going to assess whether a visible mechanism is still worth using," Kang Min said. "Whether what Jiseok is building is significant enough to absorb the cost of being seen."

Siru held his gaze. "And what does that assessment produce."

He thought about the patron’s annotations. Two words, underlined once, the last thing written before the dissolution mid-sentence. He thought about the blueprint fragments in Ryeo Hanbin’s family records, the earlier smith’s incomplete channel design, the same answer approached from two different directions and stopped twice before reaching completion.

"It produces a yes," he said. "The weapon is significant enough. What he’s going to build changes what the Bureau’s ceiling actually means. They know that. They’ve known it since the patron."

Siru absorbed this. Her expression didn’t change but something in the set of her shoulders did, slightly, the adjustment of someone taking on a weight they had already prepared for and finding that preparation was the right call.

"Then we should expect the visible mechanism," she said.

"Yes."

She looked at the corridor wall for a moment. "The approval decision is posted in three days. If Jiseok’s proposal is approved before Bak makes his next move, the thesis is formally in progress under the materials authority’s oversight. Disrupting a thesis already in progress under that oversight carries a different liability than blocking a proposal."

"Higher threshold for interference," Kang Min said.

"Much higher." She turned to leave, then stopped. "The proposal will be approved. Yeon has already indicated his position. My position is stated. Bak can decline but he’s two against one under the joint oversight structure."

She went back through the corridor door.

Kang Min stood where he was for a moment.

Two against one was correct. The approval was going to happen. The external review had held the suspension. The documentation request was going to find nothing to flag. On the metrics of what had been running all year, the position was better than it had been at any point since the fourth week.

Better wasn’t the same as resolved.

He went back to his practice bay.

Jiseok was in the adjacent bay when he passed the door, visible through the narrow window set into the upper half of the bay partition. He was at his conditioning station, the piece of constellation-mass material in a low-temperature mana bath, the readout on the conditioning monitor showing the specific frequency output that meant the material was in the late stage of its preparation cycle. A few more sessions at the current temperature profile and it would be ready for core assembly work.

He was running ahead of where the archived record had placed him at this stage. The cleaner Year One finish had given him stability going into the proposal process, and the material classification had allowed the sourcing documentation to be precise rather than approximate, which had meant the conditioning work could proceed with the correct parameters from the beginning rather than the adjusted ones the original timeline had required.

Ahead of schedule. In a fable where being ahead of schedule meant the weapon had more time to become what it was supposed to be.

He thought about the visible mechanism. Whatever it was, it would come after the approval was posted. Bak Junho was patient and he had been running his operation for longer than this cohort had existed. He was not going to act without calculating the cost, and he was not going to act until the approval posting changed his remaining options.

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