To become a king and a magician

"He did me a favor? I don't think I asked him for anything."

"On the surface, that's true, but the fact that he showed up in class actually helped you out. Think about it, right now in the Clock Tower, you're rumored to be a third-rate lecturer who got in through connections and only got ahead because of your relationship with Professor Kenneth. Countless people envy you, are jealous of you, and hate you. And today is your first class. It's impossible for those people not to cause some trouble."

“That…indeed.” Weber nodded. “Wait, but during class just now…could it be that Monarch Transberio was doing this for—”

"I think half the reason is to help you establish yourself, and the other half is to see your abilities as a new lecturer, after all, you are Kenneth's 'connected'."

Who would dare to cause trouble in front of the monarch?

There are definitely some, and quite a few, but that would absolutely not include the magic beginners who are still taking classes in the large classroom. In front of the monarch, they would only tuck their tails between their legs and behave themselves, obediently listening to Webber's lessons.

And that was also Tramberg's goal.

but--

“Why would he do that?” Weber frowned. “What benefit would he get from doing this?”

"Hmm... this is just my guess. I think it was Kenneth's arrangement."

Natsukawa Tora looked up at the sky.

“Professor Kenneth should know what your reputation has become, after all, he is one of the monarchs. But he can’t directly step forward to explain for you, as that would only confirm that you are a relative.” So he asked Trumberio, who is also a monarch, for help.

"As the monarch of all basic courses, it's reasonable for him to come to the classroom for an inspection. At the same time, the teacher is a well-connected person who's been making waves lately, so it's also reasonable for him to see if he has any real talent. Besides, a few students wouldn't dare to cause trouble in front of the monarch, so this is a way of saving face for you and ensuring that your first class can end peacefully."

"Well, these are all just my speculations. I don't know Professor Kenneth very well, and I'm not sure what kind of person he is. Maybe Monarch Transberio just happened to come and take a look?"

Upon hearing Xia Chuanhu's words, Weber frowned slightly.

Was Trumperio's appearance part of Kenneth's plan?

Theoretically speaking, no. Weber had been Kenneth's student for several years and knew him well: sharp-tongued, mean, arrogant, conceited, and haughty—although this was largely a subjective impression, that was exactly the kind of person Kenneth was in Weber's eyes.

Would someone like that specifically ask another monarch for help to improve Webber's reputation?

It's impossible for the sky to collapse and the earth to split open!

"Perhaps... it really is just a coincidence."

Weber sighed softly.

"Oh well, it's better that nothing happened during the class. I really hope that things can continue peacefully from now on."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be on your side if anything happens. Oh, right, my left and right protectors!"

"Thank you so much."

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Meanwhile, in a corridor of the clock tower.

Tramberg walked slowly with his hands behind his back, but just as he passed an intersection, an unexpected person walked out from the side.

Good afternoon, Lord El-Melloi.

Tramberg greeted Kenneth with a smile.

"Yes. Good afternoon, Lord Tramberlio," Kenneth returned the greeting. "It's rare to see you here. Are you out on patrol?"

"After all, I am the monarch of all basic courses, but I must say, the quality inside the Clock Tower is becoming increasingly uneven—is it called Waver Velvet?"

"My unruly student? Come to think of it, today is his first class. Could he have caused some trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Trumberio chuckled and said, "No, no, no, he is indeed an exceptionally talented and contradictory magician. Although he is still immature, I think that in a few years, his existence will have some impact on the existing structure of magicians."

"He would be very happy to receive your praise."

Kenneth smiled.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now. I have a minerals class coming up."

"Well, please go ahead—but isn't it a bit too early for such a prodigy to show his talent now? An immature fledgling is very likely to be crushed and die."

The sudden second half of the sentence made Kenneth pause for a moment, then he chuckled.

"If that were the case, he wouldn't still be here."

8. Can I go to the UK even if I don't speak English?

The curriculum for all basic courses is the same as that of high school. In other words, for magicians, all basic courses are equivalent to high school. Only after graduating from all basic courses and entering the subjects they are interested in can they be considered to have entered "university".

Therefore, Xia Chuanhu spent the entire day in the large classroom, only venturing out for short walks during breaks and at lunchtime. Honestly, even after graduating high school and coming to the UK with its more relaxed education system, Xia Chuanhu still couldn't understand why he needed to study all day like he did in high school.

Has the learning atmosphere in China spread to the UK?

"Ah ...

In the evening, after returning to the apartment in Weber's car, Natsukawa Tora collapsed onto the sofa in the living room.

"I'm going to die... I'm really going to die..."

"Hey? You guys are back?"

Hearing the noise coming from the living room, Mei popped half her head out of the kitchen across the hall and looked at the two of them: "Xia Chuan, what's wrong with you? You look like you finally mustered up the courage to confess to your goddess but were ruthlessly rejected? Did you break up with her?"

"In a sense, that is indeed the case."

Weber said this as he took off his coat.

"He was ruthlessly rejected by English."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

“The Clock Tower’s textbooks are in English, which he can’t understand.”

A concise sentence dealt another heavy blow to Xia Chuanhu, who was slumped on the sofa: "I'm really sorry I can't understand English! To be honest, I haven't even passed the CET-4 (College English Test Band 4), so asking me to read an all-English textbook all at once is really asking too much! And what are all those words? It takes me forever to look them up in the dictionary! Couldn't the Clock Tower have used more straightforward language when they were writing the textbook?!"

"Really? I think it's already very simple and straightforward. And if we really have to talk about it, isn't it your own problem?"

Weber asked with a smile.

"You didn't completely forget that English is the standard spoken and everyday language here before you came, did you?"

"Uh... isn't this just a preconceived notion that the whole world speaks Japanese?"

"So why do you have this idea?"

That's how it's portrayed in anime! Isn't Japanese a universal language, even a language used throughout the world and the universe?

Seeing this, Meryl couldn't help but laugh and say, "How about we do that one again?"

"That one? Which one?"

"Hellish English intensive training. Before, we crammed you until you wouldn't have any problems in daily life. This time, we'll crammed you until even native-born British people can't find any fault with your English."

Upon hearing Meryl's words, Natsukawa Tiger's body immediately reacted, trembling violently as if he had been electrocuted. He then shook his head vigorously like a rattle-drum: "No, no, no, I appreciate Ms. Lillian's kindness, but please spare me from your special training—Weber! Tutor me in English tonight; it's your responsibility as a teacher!"

That kind of 24/7 non-stop special training was something Xia Chuanhu would never want to experience again, even if he became a ghost. It was a life where you weren't allowed to close your eyes until you learned it! For five whole days, he didn't rest for even a second!

Faced with Natsukawa Tora's plea for help, Weber could only sigh helplessly: "So I'm really curious, who gave you the courage to come to England when you're not fluent in English?"

"I gave it to myself."

"Why can you answer so confidently?"

"Clap!"

Suddenly, Mei clapped her hands twice and interrupted their conversation with a smile: "Alright, alright, let's talk about tutoring Xia Chuan in English later. Let's eat dinner now. I've already prepared it—tonight's dinner is roast beef, fish and chips, and a vegetable salad. I'm also making pudding later. You must be hungry after a long day of classes, so remember to eat a lot for dinner."

Hearing the names of the dishes Meili listed, Xia Chuanhu subconsciously pinched his stomach—before transmigrating, he was somewhat chubby, with a chunk of flesh that could be pinched easily. After transmigrating, thanks to external forces and the original owner's constitution, he had barely managed to maintain a slightly thin figure. But because all three meals these past few days had been high-calorie, he felt like his stomach was about to revert back to its original shape.

"Hmm? Natsukawa, what's wrong? Don't you have much of an appetite?"

"No, no, I just feel like I've been eating too much good food lately, and I'm a little worried about gaining weight."

Although British food is definitely not delicious, for Natsukawa Tiger, who has been living a hard life for the past year and a half, eating only two meals a day, and mostly bread and half-price bento boxes, the meals he has been eating these past few days have been like having big meals of meat and fish.

"Gaining weight?"

Upon hearing this, Mary almost laughed, walked over and nudged his chest: "This is the first time I've ever heard of a guy caring about his figure. You're really strange. But don't worry, I don't know about others, but you will never get fat, even if you eat a dozen bowls of rice in one meal."

"Huh? Why are you so sure?"

"Because that's just how [that guy] is."

That guy?

(Ah... come to think of it... that's alright.)

Thinking of this, Xia Chuanhu felt relieved and dashed into the restaurant—with a king's stomach, he could do whatever he wanted!

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After half an hour.

"Mmm...I'm so full...burp..."

Patting his somewhat bulging belly, Natsukawa Tiger sat at the dining table and let out a burp.

Seeing him like this, Weber, who was drinking tea, couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure your stomach is okay? Be careful you don't have to go to the toilet tonight."

"No, no, I'm confident in my digestive system. Do you believe I'll be hungry again in an hour?"

Are you a pig?

With a sigh, Weber put down his water glass. "I'll go upstairs now. I have class tomorrow, so I need to prepare. Just so you know, we'll be having a basic séance class tomorrow, so you'd better do some pre-reading—there will also be homework."

"Huh? Homework?"

Xia Chuanhu was stunned.

"Wait, Weber, when did you pick up this bad habit of doing homework? It's one of the worst products in the history of education."

"Stop spouting these fallacies. Let me explain in advance that the homework is to perform a basic spirit summoning spell and write a simple paper. There is no word count requirement."

"You've already finalized the assignment?!"

Watching Weber run up to the second floor, Natsukawa Tora's face fell: "How do you use the basics of summoning magic... specifically? I don't even know a single magic trick yet."

"The foundation of spirit summoning?"

Across from Natsukawa Torata, Meryl thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I can teach you."

"Huh? Really?"

"I am a Grand-ranked magician, after all. Although I'm not an expert, I'm perfectly capable of the basics." Merry puffed out her chest confidently. "However, for the Spirit Summoning Technique, given your level, it would be best to find a better spiritual site to increase the success rate."