It's quite nice to experience this long-lost sense of restraint occasionally.

Sitting on this rough and hard wooden chair, leaning against the uncomfortable 90-degree backrest, Wu Yu was reminded of his youthful days on campus.

It would have been perfect if he could have gotten a window seat in the second-to-last row. Unfortunately, before the seating was assigned, someone forcibly pulled Wu Yu to the top-student seat in the third row from the middle.

This position, which guaranteed him to always be under the teacher's watchful eye, made Wu Yu feel incredibly uncomfortable.

As a redundant class of underachieving students, this class was not even full, and did not reach the configuration of forty students per class. Wu Yu remembered that there were only twenty-four students in their class.

This has resulted in the current situation where there is no one in front, behind, or to his left.

The other students kept their distance from him as if they had encountered a monstrous flood.

However, Wu Yu knew that they were not afraid of him, but of Princess Phillis, who was sitting to his right.

Before she was a beautiful woman, her status as a princess was what the other students valued more. Compared to the potential benefits they might gain from her, angering her could lead to their deaths. The students in this class were not of high enough status, so they adopted a respectful but distant attitude.

It seems that even ordinary classmate relationships are impossible to establish. Wu Yu doesn't feel regretful about making this judgment. He only needs to change his way of dealing with people in the future. Connections are meaningless to him.

"Ding, ding, ding." The bell rang for class, and the somewhat noisy classroom suddenly fell silent.

The teacher slowly walked into the classroom before the bell had stopped ringing.

He was a thin, middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back and graying temples. He was probably quite old. His hair was disheveled and he was unkempt, showing no signs of being a teacher. Wu Yu did not have a good first impression of him.

Regardless of whether the other person was a free-spirited genius or not, Wu Yu disliked him because he hated people who didn't follow the rules.

The middle-aged man walked listlessly to the podium, glanced at the students below with disdain, and said lazily, "This class is for self-study. You can meditate on your own."

Holy crap, Wu Yu had never encountered such an irresponsible teacher, not even after entering university.

Wu Yu glanced around at his classmates and saw that they all looked indifferent, seemingly having no complaints about the teacher's arrangements.

But this doesn't include Philliss.

Philliss sat upright in his chair, a serious attitude towards learning that Wu Yu had lost since graduating from elementary school.

Seeing that no one protested, Philliss raised her little hand high and waited quietly for the teacher to let her speak.

Even the teacher with the worst temper couldn't ignore the princess's presence. After glancing at the person who raised their hand, he reluctantly asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Teacher, why are we meditating during class time? Shouldn't we be learning magic at this time?" Phillis asked earnestly.

"Of course, it's to save you time for post-mortem meditation, so you can engage in interpersonal interactions," the teacher said, feigning concern for your well-being.

“Teacher, we’re here to learn,” Phillis corrected.

"Ha." The teacher's expression was one of wanting to laugh but holding it back. No matter what, he had to show the princess a certain respect.

“Your Highness, putting aside yourself, the people around you are all useless people who have only reached the first level for more than ten years. Even if our teacher teaches them everything he knows, they will have absolutely no hope of advancing to intermediate level magicians in these four years. Without the strength of an intermediate level magician, the subsequent advanced courses cannot be carried out. So do you think there is any need for us to waste each other’s time?”

"Don't worry, Your Highness, you'll learn everything you need to know. You can relax here for three years, and I'll give you a crash course in the last year. Regardless of whether your skills improve or not, the school will still issue you your graduation certificates," the teacher reassured her.

Philliss did not give up the investigation; she was even a little angry. "How irresponsible! How can you be a teacher like this!"

"It's all thanks to the dean's assignment. I heard it was your father who put in the order, specially sending someone as open-minded as me to teach you. If you want a stricter teacher, just ask the dean to replace me," the teacher said nonchalantly.

Since he doesn't even care about his job, what can you do with him? Phillis had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​having a teacher teach.

After the two of them stopped, Wu Yu stood up and, without asking the teacher for permission, asked directly, "Teacher, do you think teaching us is useless, so you're too lazy to teach anymore?"

“That’s right.” The teacher admitted without hesitation.

"What if we urgently need your guidance now?" Wu Yu continued to ask.

"I will answer any questions, but you have already learned the basic courses, and you are not yet capable of learning the intermediate courses. The situation you described does not exist," the teacher honestly replied.

"That makes things easier." Wu Yu revealed a smug expression, then raised his hand and said loudly, "Teacher, I don't know how to meditate yet, please teach me."

The teacher was stunned. It was like a college student saying he couldn't do addition and subtraction. Wasn't this just deliberately picking a fight? But then the teacher looked closer and suddenly remembered who Wu Yu was. He had heard from other teachers that a good-for-nothing had come to their class through connections.

He hadn't paid any attention at first, since all the students in this class were useless, and he wouldn't care about one more. But now that he looked at him, he realized that this wasn't just useless; he was a complete magic idiot.

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