Wayne had heard Professor Conley's name several times.
Nickname: A pioneer who strives to bring magic to the common people, a savior who has high hopes from the bald devil.
Looking at that strange look in his eyes, as if he wanted to kidnap a child, Wayne felt uncomfortable all over.
"Isn't this bad?"
"That's good." Conley said, "If you were an ordinary student, I wouldn't accept it if you asked me. Since your father and I have such a small relationship, I will barely give you a chance."
He looked like he was "honored by this".
Wayne tried his best to maintain his normal expression.
Come on, don’t be a tired uncle! Not cute at all!
"Actually, I want to join my classmates and systematically learn magic knowledge when we get promoted to the headquarters..."
"Idiot." He said coldly, "You have advantages, but you have to learn to make full use of them to be effective."
Professor Conley issued a soul torture: "Do you want to lose at the starting line?"
"While you are wandering around campus doing nothing, your classmates are working hard behind the scenes!"
"While you are wandering around the playground, bored and dazed, your classmates are working hard in the classroom!"
"While you were messing around in your room on the weekends, your classmates were-"
"That's enough! Stop talking!" Wayne stretched out his hand to stop Professor Conley's magic attack. "I will reply to you after I go back and consult Father."
Conley showed a successful smile: "Without further ado, let's set off now."
Duke of Winche's Palace.
"So, did Mr. Conley take a liking to Wayne's talent at first sight?"
In the waiting room, Elliot was looking back and forth with strange eyes at Conley who came to the door, and Wayne who was sitting at the side with a bitter look on his face.
"Yes. Being able to freely use powerful magic at this age is a very good talent. You must understand that, right?"
Conley sat on the soft and comfortable high-end custom-made sofa chair, comfortably put down his raised right foot, and then moved to the other side and raised his left foot.
"Rather, I'm rather puzzled that you haven't thought of finding a teacher for him to really get him started for such a long time."
Duke Elliot raised his cup and took a sip of the black tea brought in by the maid.
"I was previously concerned that Wayne would need time to adapt to the unfamiliar environment of the academy, so I have not arranged any other tasks for the time being."
He looked at Wayne, "Wayne, what's your opinion?"
Under Elliot's inquiry, Wayne immediately returned to reality from his distracted state.
Needless to say, if there is an opportunity to further enhance one's abilities, one should not let it pass easily.
"Professor Conley is a very powerful magician, right?" he asked.
Conley subconsciously sat up straight, "Of course."
"In the entire kingdom, there are only five fingers with higher magic power than me. But even so, magic is only the least good of all my skills!"
"Then, if I become your disciple, can I become the strongest magician in the world in the future?" Wayne asked seriously.
Hearing his question, Conley looked stunned for a moment.
Immediately, a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"As long as you have enough perseverance."
Wayne looked at his father sitting in the main seat.
Duke Elliot nodded slowly.
"Okay, I want to join."
The smile on Conley's lips widened a bit.
Driven by such an infectious smile, Wayne couldn't help but look at him and laugh.
Under the bright indoor lights, the two smiled and looked at each other.
"Now that it has been decided, let's talk about the most important issue first."
Conley said softly.
"--tuition fee."
…
In the end, the Duke decided to sponsor Professor Conley's personal research and donated an activity room to the student union of Qingxi Academy free of charge.
"Look! When dealing with the great nobles, you have to use a method they can understand to get the most perfect results."
After walking out of the Duke's Mansion, Conley felt quite proud.
"Teacher, are you blackmailing me?"
Olive witnessed his entire operation and felt that she could no longer look directly at her former amiable teacher.
"How can this be called blackmail? It's obviously a consensual thing between you and me!" Conley said eloquently.
"This trip not only got back the previously unpaid prop fees and attendance fees, but also made a lot of extra money. The most pressing problem of your student union has also been solved, and everyone got what they wanted."
Conley suddenly felt that there was still a lot to be done around his new disciple, and there was a lot to do in the vast world!
"Only magic can defeat magic, and only nobles can defeat nobles." He sighed.
I was still too pedantic before, if only I had thought of this earlier.
It's a pity that Duke Elliot's daughter has low magic power and is not enough to meet his requirements, otherwise the price would have been at least doubled.
"Teacher Conley."
Suddenly, a boy's voice sounded behind him.
Wayne wanted to come out and send them to the carriage, but happened to hear Professor Conley's proud self-praise.
I have always been the only one to swad other people’s wool, no one can swad me!
nobody!
He smiled with a pure and harmless look on his face.
"In the school approval process, if we use the name of the Winche family as sponsor, we can avoid many levels of quarrels. At the same time, the student union can also save a lot of money."
Hearing what he said, Olive felt a little embarrassed.
I hope the guys on the campus council will allocate funds to build an activity room for them, and maybe I won't be able to see them until they graduate.
"I'm really grateful for your help." Olive said, "If you need help with anything, you can come to me at the Student Union."
Just waiting for your words, Wayne said "hmm" and said he would go when he had time.
"Father said that the funds will be available next week. When will it be convenient for you to start teaching?" he asked Conley.
"Well." Conley pondered for a while and said, "Starting from tomorrow, you can report in my research room during your free time."
"Huh? But I still have club activities."
"How can club activities be more important than magic!" Conley said without thinking.
Wayne's lips parted slightly, but he finally said firmly, "No, it's just that important to me."
"Don't you want to be the most powerful magician in the world?" Conley mocked.
He also showed a look that said, "I knew you wouldn't persist."
"Well, actually, club activities are not that important."
Wayne endured it.
He just wanted to see what level he could reach at the peak of his combat power without using the magical girl's special abilities.
'If you dare to mess with me, I'll shave all your hair off in the middle of the night! ' Wayne thought bitterly.
Conley had no idea that his hair was in danger, but nodded to Wayne with great satisfaction.
