My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Wayne had heard of Professor Conley's name a few times.

Known as: a pioneer dedicated to democratizing the use of magic, and the great savior on whom the bald demon king placed his hopes.

Looking into the eyes of that strange uncle who seemed to be trying to abduct a child, Wayne felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Isn't this... inappropriate?"

"That's good," Conley said. "If it were any other student, I wouldn't accept them even if they begged me. But considering that your father and I have a tiny bit of a relationship, I'll reluctantly give you a chance."

He had an expression that said, "You should feel honored."

Wayne tried his best to maintain a normal expression.

Please, don't be a lazy, slouching old man! It's not cute at all!

"Actually, I want to study magic systematically with my classmates after we move up to the main campus..."

"Fool," he said coldly. "Even with an advantage, you have to learn how to make full use of it to make it effective."

Professor Conley posed a thought-provoking question: "Do you want to lose at the starting line?!"

While you're lounging around campus doing nothing, your classmates are secretly working incredibly hard!

While you're idly wandering the playground, your classmates are diligently studying in their classrooms!

While you're slacking off and chatting in your room on the weekend, your classmates are—

"Enough! Stop talking!" Wayne reached out to stop Professor Conley's magical attack. "I'll get back to you after I consult my father."

Conley grinned triumphantly: "Without further ado, let's get going."

The Duke of Winchester's House.

"So, Mr. Conley recognized Wayne's talent at first sight?"

In the reception room, Elliott was looking back and forth with a strange expression at Conley, who had just arrived, and Wayne, who was sitting to the side with a bitter look on his face.

"Yes. To be able to freely control and unleash powerful magic at such a young age is an exceptional talent, you must understand that, right?"

Conley sat comfortably in a soft, high-end custom-made sofa chair, casually putting down his right leg, then switching sides and raising his left leg.

"In fact, I'm more puzzled that you haven't thought of finding him a real teacher to guide him through all this time."

Duke Elliott raised his cup, lowered his eyes, and took a sip of the black tea that the maid had brought in.

"We didn't assign any other tasks to Wayne because we were concerned that he would need time to adjust to the unfamiliar environment of the academy."

He looked at Wayne. "Wayne, what's your opinion?"

When Elliott asked him, Wayne immediately snapped out of his reverie and back to reality.

Undoubtedly, one should not easily let go of any opportunity that allows them to further enhance their abilities.

"Professor Conley is a very powerful magician, isn't he?" he asked.

Conley sat up straight instinctively. "Of course."

"Throughout the entire kingdom, there are no more than five people with higher magical power than me. But even so, magic is the skill I'm least proficient in!"

"Then, if I become your disciple, can I become the strongest magician in the world in the future?" Wayne asked earnestly.

Conley looked momentarily taken aback when he heard his question.

Then, a confident smile appeared on his lips.

"As long as you have enough perseverance."

Wayne glanced at his father, who was sitting in the main seat.

Duke Elliott nodded slowly.

"Okay, I want to join."

Conley's smile widened even further.

Moved by that infectious smile, Wayne couldn't help but smile back at him.

Under the bright indoor lights, the two smiled and gazed at each other.

"Now that the decision has been made, let's start with the most important question."

Conley said gently.

"--tuition fee."

……

Ultimately, His Highness the Duke decided to fund Professor Conley's personal research and donated a room to the student council of Seiki Academy free of charge.

"Look! When dealing with the great nobles, you have to use methods they can understand to get the best results."

As he left the Duke's mansion, Conley felt quite pleased with himself.

"Teacher, isn't that extortion?"

Olive witnessed his actions throughout and felt she could no longer look at her once kind and gentle teacher the same way.

"How can this be called extortion? It's clearly a consensual transaction!" Conley said emphatically.

"This trip not only got us back the unsettled costs for props and attendance, but we also made a lot of extra money. The most pressing problem for your student council has also been solved, and everyone got what they wanted."

Kang Li suddenly realized that there was still much to be done about his newly accepted disciple, and the world was vast and full of opportunities!

"Only magic can defeat magic, and only nobles can defeat nobles," he exclaimed.

I was too old-fashioned before; I wish I had thought of this sooner.

Unfortunately, Duke Elliott's daughter's magic was too weak to meet his requirements; otherwise, the price could have been at least doubled.

"Mr. Conley."

Suddenly, a boy's voice rang out behind him.

Wayne had intended to come out and see them off to their carriage, but he happened to overhear Professor Conley's smug self-praise.

I'm always the one taking advantage of others; no one can take advantage of me!

Nobody's here!

He smiled with an innocent and harmless expression.

"If we go through the process of getting the academy approved under the name of the Wincher family sponsorship, we can avoid a lot of disputes. At the same time, the student council can also save a lot of money."

Hearing him say that, Olive felt a little embarrassed.

Hoping that the school council would allocate funds to build an activity room for them might mean waiting until they graduate without ever seeing it.

"I am truly grateful for your help," Olive said. "If you need any assistance, please feel free to come to the student council to find me."

"That's exactly what I was waiting for," Wayne hummed in agreement and said he would go when he had time.

"My father said the funds will be in place next week. When will it be convenient for you to start teaching?" he asked Conley.

"Hmm." Conley pondered for a moment and said, "Starting tomorrow, you'll be reporting to my lab during your free time."

"Huh? But I still have club activities."

"How could club activities be more important than magic!" Conley said without thinking.

Wayne's lips parted slightly, but he ultimately said firmly, "No, it's that important to me."

"Don't you want to become the world's strongest magician?" Conley mocked.

He even gave me a look that said, "I knew it, I knew you wouldn't stick it out."

"Alright then, club activities aren't that important anyway."

Wayne tolerated it.

He just wanted to see what level of combat power he could reach at his peak without using the special abilities of a magical girl.

"If you dare to make empty promises, I'll go and shave your head in the middle of the night!" Wayne thought bitterly.

Conley, completely unaware that his hair was in dire straits, nodded to Wayne with obvious satisfaction.