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During the break, Lawrence suddenly showed up at the door.

He said shyly, "I wonder if Professor Conley still wants to take on any more students?"

“I have long admired Professor Conley and very much hope to become his student.”

Wayne gave him a somewhat suspicious look.

This second prince has a rather dark personality, and he harbors great hostility towards Prince Richard, which is quite unlike his seemingly gentle and docile appearance.

However, ever since he and Richard fell in love with the same person, his gloomy persona instantly transformed into a tsundere personality that was widely loved by girls. His scheming and methods were extremely childish, and he often competed with Richard for her affections.

"...Because I want to be more important to you than Richard."

This is one of his famous lines.

The person he was referring to was none other than Chris, the duchess's daughter who had become the fiancée of the first prince at the time.

What should have been a detestable character instantly became a popular supporting male character.

—At least it's more popular than Wayne, the minor supporting character who just appears and is completely useless.

However, since the start of the semester, Lawrence has not shown any unusual affection for Chris, and he is more enthusiastic about talking to himself than to Chris.

"Well, I don't know either," Wayne said. "If you're interested, you can ask your teacher yourself."

“I always felt that making such a request suddenly would seem a bit abrupt,” Lawrence said.

"So I'd like to ask Wayne first if the professor has any strict requirements for his students, and how Wayne was accepted into the program in the first place?"

Wayne recalled the scene at that time.

"Well... I said I was Wayne Winche, and then he mumbled a whole bunch of things to himself, and then asked me if I wanted to learn magic from him."

Lawrence looked surprised. "Is that all?"

"Maybe it's because I'm very good at magic? My teacher had heard of my name beforehand, and even asked me if I was a magic genius in the elementary school."

This title has always been synonymous with Wayne, from the elementary school to the junior high school and now to the main campus. The title of "magical genius" has always accompanied him.

Lawrence's smile faltered, but thankfully the school bell rang, saving him from the awkward situation.

"Let's talk again next time."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to his seat.

……

In the afternoon, Wayne went to Professor Conley's lab alone.

The gray building, still hidden by tall trees, looks exactly the same as it did a few years ago.

However, it is precisely from this place that various novel magical tools have been born in recent years, which can even be said to have greatly changed the lives of some people.

As Professor Conley himself said, magic was simply the skill he was least proficient in.

What he is truly skilled at and passionate about is to deeply analyze the original properties of various objects and thereby develop practical tools with higher magical utilization rates.

Given time, Wayne wouldn't be surprised if Professor Conley were to be hailed as a "groundbreaking great inventor."

"Wayne! Come quick, help me take a look at this!"

Unlike his attitude when they first met, after he felt that this apprentice shared the same interests and ideas as him, Conley regarded Wayne as a fellow traveler and often discussed with him some of the problems encountered in his research.

"This is an enhanced version of that little gadget from before! By infusing enough magic power into it beforehand, it can be set to explode after a timeout, and its instantaneous power is no less than Olive's Great Fireball."

"Moreover, hiding it in some concealed bunkers can have a surprise effect, making it extremely difficult to defend against."

Conley was very satisfied with his new work, with a "come and praise me" expression.

Wayne looked at the spherical object on the table, then at Professor Conley.

...Isn't this a time bomb?

"Teacher, did you give that prank prop to anyone else?" Wayne asked.

The bad feeling was growing stronger.

"Hmm... I sent a few to the royal family before, so they could also appreciate my research results."

Professor Conley asked in confusion, "What's wrong? That thing isn't very lethal, so it shouldn't be a problem to send it away."

Royal family?

Wayne changed the subject.

"Teacher, lately I seem to have seen works from our lab being leaked from quite a few other places."

Professor Conley's expression turned serious.

"Is there?"

“It’s unavoidable to occasionally send some finished products to the nobles, since the research lab still relies on their funding,” he explained.

"No, no, no, I'm not referring to those gifts given as favors, but rather... those that are sold at high prices on the market."

Wayne's expression was inscrutable. "It shouldn't be... that you, teacher, sold it yourself, right?"

Professor Conley froze.

Sweat dripped from Wayne's forehead under his death stare.

"Hahaha... It's been really hot lately." He laughed awkwardly as he rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face.

"I remember that Olive and I should also get a share of our lab's income, right?"

Wayne had a mocking smile on his lips.

In order to raise more research funds, Conley would rent out some props and charge the renters a fee. If necessary, even Olive and himself would occasionally have to step in.

In the royal capital, many noble families are long-term clients of the Conley Research Lab, including the Duke of Winchester's mansion.

The money earned through these means also reflects the efforts of both myself and Olive, and naturally cannot be pocketed by Professor Conley alone.

Hearing his ruthless words, Conley nervously swallowed.

Chapter 102 This matter doesn't require anyone else to make a decision for her.

Wayne returned to the school building with the money his teacher had given him.

The thought of the pain he had just endured, as if his flesh had been torn from his body, filled Wayne with a sense of pleasure.

To keep this secret, Conley even gave half of Olive's due reward to Wayne.

Of course, Professor Conley himself happily accepted the other half.

Poor Senior Sister Olive.

She works hard outside every day, unaware that two parasites are devouring the fruits of her labor.

As you climb the stairs, the floors on each floor are spotless and gleaming.

By this time, most students had already gone home after school.

Wayne had already told Chris that he needed to go practice magic with his teacher and asked her to go back first.

Chris did not object. In fact, she showed absolutely no interest in anything related to magic, perhaps because she knew she would have low magic power her whole life and had resigned herself to it.

After entering the main campus of the academy, he became even more lax in his study of theoretical knowledge.

However, as Wayne passed by Class E's classroom, he unexpectedly saw that there was another person inside.

He stood by the window, looking down at the view outside.

It is the second prince, Lawrence.

After thinking for a moment, Wayne went inside.

He also imitated Lawrence's actions and looked downstairs.

From this angle, you can see a large area in front of the teaching building, including rows of trees on both sides and carefully tended flowers and plants.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Wayne asked.

Lawrence glanced at him sideways.

“Sometimes, curiosity can lead a person into unnecessary trouble,” he said meaningfully.

"Yes, I've also heard a wise saying: 'If you don't court death, you won't die.'"

"What do you mean?" Lawrence asked, slightly puzzled.

“Literal meaning,” Wayne said with a smile.

Lawrence's face darkened.

“I don’t want to be enemies with the Wincher family, but…”

He said threateningly, "That doesn't mean I'll tolerate you interfering with my plans."

"Let me guess... Could it be that His Highness Lawrence, like those noble ladies, has always harbored feelings for Prince Richard deep down, and therefore cannot accept Tasia's advances towards him?"

Lawrence's lips twitched slightly.

"You dare to say such things to me? You have a lot of guts."

"Ah, actually I'm much braver than people imagine. Sometimes I find the things I've done unbelievable."

Wayne said with certainty, "It's you, Lawrence."

Lawrence stared at him silently.

Wayne shifted to the side, leaning against the wall by the window.

"My teacher, Professor Conley, recently produced a batch of toys for children," he said casually.

"In order to secure sponsorship from the royal palace, he specially selected several as gifts to present to the royal family. His Highness Lawrence... should have received one as well, right?"

His words were suggestive.

Seeing that he had clearly pointed out that he had done something wrong, Lawrence snorted.

"I had no idea that the Duke's son would pay so much attention to a commoner?"

Wayne smiled and said, "Tasia, she's my good friend now."

He unceremoniously claimed the goodwill Chris had won over as his own.

"In order to prevent my friend from getting hurt again, I should of course help her out of some trouble."

He turned his head, looked directly at Lawrence, and said seriously:

"Therefore, Your Highness, please stop doing those low-class things that will bring shame to the entire royal family."

Lawrence pursed his lips tightly, his eyes filled with barely concealed anger.

“Ha, friend…” he said in a low voice, “Richard, isn’t he your friend too?”

"Between him and that commoner, who is more important to you?"

Wayne: ? ? ?

Why am I facing such a bizarre question? Of course, Tasia is more important!

There is absolutely no AC (Acceptable Amount) count.

As a prince who had received a court education, Lawrence quickly composed himself and suppressed his anger.

"—This is also for Richard's sake."

He said calmly, "I did this simply to prevent Tasia from falling for Richard."

"As Richard's friend, you should know very well that he already has someone he loves. Yet... my father wants him to be engaged to that commoner, ha... what a ridiculous farce!"

"Since the founding of the Kingdom of Lornes, no queen has ever been of commoner origin."

“If you were truly Richard’s friend, you wouldn’t have stopped me.”

Lawrence seemed to genuinely be thinking from Richard's perspective.

Hiss—is there really such a change?

In the anime, the king was just a background character with no presence. Why did he suddenly become like this?

Your role has been significantly expanded, Your Majesty.

Wayne's expression remained impassive, but a jumble of thoughts surfaced in his mind.