They don't want me to try anymore.

If you don't firmly refuse someone's first request, then you won't be able to refuse their next request—especially if that person is stronger than you.

Just like birds flying into the forest, rivers flowing into the sea, turtles eating clams, and the Concorde entering the hangar, everything happened so smoothly.

Specifically, Richard and Luvia...

We talked about life all night long.

Yes, that's right, what did you think?

In the middle of the night, Richard had no choice but to cast a silencing barrier for fear of waking Katyusha again.

Time flies by.

Richard thought it was over.

However, to his surprise, Luvia became very talkative and wanted to chat with him about many philosophical ideas about life, so Richard had no choice but to accompany her.

Then came the third time, the fourth time...

Until the sky began to lighten.

"I can't go on anymore, I really can't go on anymore (meaning that all my insights into life have been drained)."

Meanwhile, from the maid's quarters, the sound of Katyusha getting up and washing could be heard.

The future female sword saint sighed softly, gave Richard, who couldn't get out of bed, one last hug, left a package on the bedside table, and then disappeared into the morning breeze.

It's as if I've never been here before...

"Never been here before?!"

Richard stared at the ceiling, momentarily at a loss for words, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Gold tier, that's terrifying. It's really not easy for him to live that long in the simulation.

However, putting aside these minor flaws for the moment, when he closed his eyes and savored that warm night again, he had to admit...

He truly could never forget, nor did he want to forget, Luvia.

Richard couldn't help but chuckle to himself: "Tsk, what a troublesome woman..."

Click!

Hearing the door lock turn, Richard suddenly realized what was happening, did a somersault to his feet, and then released a water elemental spell, soaking the entire bed.

The ultimate method for eliminating traces of a crime!

"...Your Highness?"

Katyusha, who had just emerged, stood there dumbfounded.

"Oh, well, I was just experimenting with a little magic trick, and it went out of control. Sorry, sorry. I'll wash the sheets myself tonight!"

"Huh? Let me do it..."

"No, no need!"

Under Katyusha's questioning gaze, Richard diligently rolled up the bedding, stuffed it into the water elemental's mouth, and then headed towards the rooftop with the water elemental.

At this time, there was a click.

Saint Goethe's bed also cracked.

Richard's lips twitched.

Luvia, oh Luvia, my constitution attribute is higher than this bed...

"Your Highness?"

"Ahem, this is also a result of the magic experiment! Katyusha, you have to believe me!"

After some explanation.

call……

Richard finally managed to fool them.

He took the bed board and the bedding wrapped in water elemental material, intending to go out and tidy up properly.

On the way, he noticed that there were many carriages of all sizes parked outside St. Goethe's Gate today.

"It's still daytime, there shouldn't be so many people out playing around, right?"

Beside her, Katyusha whispered, "Your Highness, those carriages aren't taking the students out for fun; they're taking them home. St. Goethe's holiday is coming up soon."

Have a holiday?

Richard, who had been working on this for half a year, suddenly realized, "Oh right, St. Goethe also needs to take a break!"

Let's count the days...

I should go back to Connaught myself.

The last blunder of the month

This is the last day of the month I'll be slacking off, so I'm taking a short break. I'll be back to normal tomorrow.

I'll definitely have perfect attendance next month!

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Chapter 104 The Prince of the Little Kingdom, Working on a Ship

Saint Goethe's holidays differed from those of the university in his previous life. They were not strictly limited to winter and summer vacations; instead, they were mainly concentrated in autumn, which was also the season when the imperial nobles often went hunting and socializing.

The start and end times are also very flexible. Generally speaking, as long as students pass the relevant course assessments, it is normal for them to leave one or two weeks early. If they take on off-campus internships, it is also fine for them to leave at the end of summer.

Richard, on the other hand, had nothing to do since Luvia was soon ordered to go east for military purposes, and he had already completed his credits and off-campus internship. So, tempted by the prospect of going home, he applied for leave.

...And another reason is that the Resurrection Festival competition has just ended. As the champion, he is too famous. People come to visit him every day, either to interview him or to challenge him. He is exhausted and wants to go back to his hometown to avoid the limelight.

In short, a little over a week after the competition ended, he returned to the border between the Empire and Connaught by carriage, and Zoe, who had also completed her credits and internship, came along with him.

A brisk autumn wind blows, and rolling waves of wheat stretch along both sides of the road.

Richard leaned back against the carriage shed, sometimes admiring the scenery, sometimes savoring the book in his hand.

That was a set of "Common Summoner Potions and Runes" that Professor Arno gave me before he left. It was full of annotations, such as "Drink no more than two bottles of the Clarity Potion a day", "The Stasis Rune has a miraculous effect on demons", and "The new alchemy teacher has such long legs and Yukiko is so big... This is youth, blah blah blah".

Ahem, ignore the last one.

Although, in a one-on-one match these days, Richard would definitely beat Mr. Arnold.

However, he was far inferior in terms of experience and knowledge, so he read the annotated book, which reflected the teacher's concern, very carefully—he just automatically deleted some sentences.

"Richard, heat this up for me!"

Just then, Zoe's giggling head popped out from behind the carriage curtain, and she handed over a few fruits.

Richard rolled his eyes and summoned a fire elemental the size of a finger to hug the fruit.

Since he demonstrated his ability to exploit underage elements, he has been frequently approached by girls to be their "grill."

But to be honest, in the slightly cool autumn, eating some roasted apples and watching Zoe and Katyusha, two little beauties, playing around in front of you is quite a nice feeling.

Just then, the farmers on both sides of the street saw Richard manipulating the flames through the half-open carriage shed.

"A monk... wait, are you... are you His Highness Richard?"

"He's so handsome, it must be him!"

More and more people put down their farm work and gathered on both sides of the road, cheering or tipping their hats to Richard.

The two little girls stopped playing and looked back at Richard.

Zoe's eyes sparkled: "Richard, everyone admires you!"

Richard nodded slightly, knowing that this was bound to happen as news of the Easter competition spread.

Connaught is too insignificant, and has been oppressed by the Empire in every way for too long.

The fact that their own prince had won the Grand Tournament, a championship previously dominated by the Empire's geniuses, was an exciting and wonderful thing for all the Connaughts!

Being welcomed with open arms and even regarded as a pillar of support is only to be expected!

To be honest, Richard felt a little guilty at that moment.

Because he didn't feel that he had actually done anything good for the Connaughts, and in fact, given the ferry incident, he might have brought even more danger.

But he couldn't express these things...

The Connaught people need a pillar of support.

As the crowd grew larger, he used his levitation technique to fly out of the carriage, revealing himself to everyone. He then landed back on the ground and personally distributed some snacks and food, leaving the farmers feeling both apprehensive and respectful.

Thus, he slowed his pace and only in the afternoon did he see the royal city and the welcoming party.

The person leading the team was none other than Megan, who had recently been released from prison.

"You are becoming more and more like a real crown prince."

"...Could it be that I was a fake before?"

"No, it's just that you used to prefer hanging out with women, like a poet with tuberculosis."