They don't want me to try anymore.

This cycle continues...

It happened more than thirty times in one night!

Moreover, these mosquitoes specifically bite the joints of the fingers and toes, the soles of the feet, and the center of the back where you can't scratch!

The culprit was, of course, Richard.

St. Goethe Academy forbids students from casting powerful magic in the dormitory area; that's simple.

The power to summon mosquitoes can't be considered great, right?

A normal summoner wouldn't bother taming weak mosquitoes, but Richard, in order to increase his combat power at low levels, did create some truly bizarre reserves...

The next morning, the dark circles under the eyes of the senior next door proved that mosquitoes, especially a swarm of thirty mosquitoes, were quite effective.

He quickly reached a peace agreement with Richard.

Richard, however, didn't care about this trivial matter.

He focused his main energy on his studies.

St. Goethe School offers specialized educational programs for each profession.

As for Richard, he will be taking the main course common to all mage-type professions.

For example, there are courses such as spellcasting, potion-making, spellcasting techniques, and the history of magic, as well as a series of compulsory courses for summoners, such as contract studies, languages ​​and cultures of different races, and non-compulsory but very useful courses such as battle mage training and introduction to alchemy.

Incidentally, the school also offers a strange elective course called Succubus Studies—and indeed, many summoners enjoy summoning succubi.

But Richard, being a gentleman, certainly didn't choose that course!

The main problem is that I don't have time...

All in all, he had filled his first year of school to the brim, to the point that Zoe complained that Richard spent far too little time with her.

But Richard was still enjoying it.

Firstly, he had already set his sights on becoming a legend, so how could he not be ruthless with himself? He would just do the same thing he did during his college entrance exams in his previous life!

Secondly, the school's top-notch environment and system provided him with unparalleled positive feedback.

St. Goethe School not only has the best teachers, but also the best teaching facilities and support, especially for the so-called Dawn Class.

The meditation room studded with magic crystals, the training grounds with a constant supply of magic-replenishing potions, the vast and all-encompassing library... these are all things that Connaught could never provide!

Therefore, Richard quickly and clearly felt the increase in his strength, and at the same time, his personal attributes within the system also continued to grow with the doubled training.

Imagine if you heard a "strength +1" sound every time you did a few push-ups or ran two laps, who wouldn't love exercising?

But everything has its good and bad sides.

While focusing on his studies, Richard also excelled in social situations...

It's a long story.

The mages in the Dawn Class all attended classes together. Among them, the Imperials were the most arrogant and didn't pay much attention to Richard, and Richard didn't bother to flatter them.

As for the foreign nobles, they seemed to have been provoked by Hamilton and also showed signs of rejection.

Specifically...

"Everyone knows the history of the Eastern wars, so it's not surprising that some southern barbarians don't."

"Huh? Why is there a duck quacking in the classroom? Ah, it's someone talking~"

That morning, in the History of Magic class, Richard had only been there a short time when he received the above greeting.

He turned his head and replied calmly:

"Your mom died."

"You! You, your mother too...you crude country bumpkin!"

Because they didn't want to be seen as country bumpkins by the surrounding imperial people, these nobles from other places, even though they were furious, couldn't retaliate in kind and could only continue to be sarcastic and obnoxious...

But Richard didn't care about that at all.

Unfortunately, when he took the book out of his bag, he discovered it was a Potions textbook... He had brought the wrong textbook.

Class is about to start, there's no time to change it now, if I need to borrow someone else's...

Well, this is also very difficult for him.

"D-Classmate, did you bring the wrong book?"

Just as Richard was feeling somewhat annoyed, he heard a slightly timid voice.

Richard turned his head and saw a male student who was about twenty years old. He was thin, a little hunched over, and dressed neatly and simply, but with patches on his trousers. He wore thick, frightening single-rimmed glasses and looked out of place among the people around him.

"If you don't mind, you can watch mine..."

After meeting Richard's gaze, the man hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "I saw you were in a bit of a hurry. If I misunderstood, then pretend I didn't say anything..."

"There's no misunderstanding, I really do need to borrow the book, thank you very much."

"No, you're welcome. As long as you don't mind that my book is too old."

The man scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Besides, I also wanted to find a teammate. The teacher in this class always likes to have students work in pairs for discussions, and I've been doing it alone before..."

Richard gave a thumbs up: "Oh, no problem!"

Surprisingly, Richard solved the textbook problem.

And I also made my first friend after the start of the semester.

This older student, named Tom Green, comes from a lower-middle-class family in the eastern part of the Empire. He was supposed to graduate this year, but due to an accident, he didn't have enough credits and had to postpone his studies by a year, which is why he came to audit their classes.

Richard was very pleased with his new friend.

As a time traveler, he didn't really like that kind of overly aristocratic behavior; Tom's temperament was actually more in line with his own.

Moreover, although this senior student may not be very capable, he has been in school for so many years and his experience is definitely extensive.

At least you can give Richard some pointers on when the training grounds are less crowded and when the restaurant offers free ice cream.

Or they might tell interesting gossip, such as the owner of the magic supplies shop with pointed hats outside the school is almost unable to support his mistress, or which teacher on campus was recruited as a son-in-law by a former student after graduation.

Besides Tom, he also had some other small gains.

For example, some senior female students also showed great interest in him, not only taking the initiative to talk to him in the library or in practical training classes of various grades, but also occasionally giving him small gifts.

The above is a summary of Richard's interpersonal relationships over the past two weeks since he enrolled.

What he didn't know was that his actions had all been observed by Hamilton.

Hamilton's current mood...

It's also very complicated.

His original plan was to exclude Richard from the upper-class student group at St. Goethe.

At first, he thought he had succeeded.

He was quite pleased to see that Richard had no aristocratic friends in the Dawn Class, never went to operas, balls or salons, lacked all kinds of pleasures, and was hanging out with Tom, a poor wretch whose clothes were patched and who was struggling to graduate.

In his view, this is essentially equivalent to social death in high society.

A prince, forced to befriend poor wretches, must feel utterly humiliated, right? He must feel compelled to bow his head, right?

It's as certain as peeing in the wind getting your pants wet!

Two weeks later, Hamilton still hadn't heard Richard yield.

On the contrary, he found that Richard was actually quite happy every day.

Looking into the other person's eyes, so absorbed in studying, he simply couldn't understand...

As for the upperclassmen who were trying to curry favor with Richard, he understood even less...

But he understood that this outcome meant he hadn't done a good job of what Linda had asked him to do.

He has to come up with another method!

Chapter Fourteen: Observations at the Night Banquet

On the training ground.

Zoe swiftly dodged an ice arrow, her small body swinging a warhammer the size of a human head, smashing it towards the water elemental in front of her.

With a loud bang, the two-meter-tall azure water elemental scattered into water droplets and disappeared into the land.

After winning, Zoe raised her fair arm, wiped the glistening beads of sweat from her delicate forehead, and laughed, "Richard, your water elemental strength is quite impressive. I can only handle two at a time."

"It is indeed better than expected."

"If you, Richard, were in command personally, I probably wouldn't be able to defeat a single one of them."

"You, all you know is how to praise your brother to the point of ruin, don't you?"

"Ah, be gentle!"

Richard put away his notebook and ruffled the little girl's hair into a bird's nest again.

The brother and sister have been enrolled in school for more than half a month.

Because it was their first time experiencing Saint Goethe's top-tier treatment, the two improved rapidly and are now both at the mid-Bronze level.