Vol. 1 - Ch. 3 - Lecture Time

Following my first failure, I was currently going through an even more rigorous trial in an attempt to harness my inner mana outside of my body.

But, every path has its puddle, no? In my case, it just happened to be that the Old Man's classes lasted from 8 in the morning to 7 in the evening. The only time I had for myself was before breakfast and after dinner, before going to bed.

If what I heard was to be believed, a day in a noble offspring's life preparing for admission into senior high school like the Royal Academy typically consisted of training in sword art or magic in the morning, and lectures in the afternoon which meant they only studied diligently for four hours.

In my case, since I was prepared enough to score passing marks in the practical test, Schord proposed a very auspicious <Absolute Success Project> to the head (my father) to get my theoretical knowledge back on track and that was how all the time of my day was practically converted to grinding through theory subjects.

But——

8:00 AM - 9:30 AM: Breakfast9:30 AM - 11:00 AM: Linguistics & Literature—Break—11:30 AM - 1:30 PM: Physics & Magic Theory1:30 PM - 2:30 PM: Lunch2:30 PM - 3:30 PM: Afternoon Nap3:30 PM - 5:00 PM: History & Geopolitics—Break—5:30 PM - 7:00 PM: Strategy & Politics

Sweat.....

I mean, I knew I wasn't rather blessed in the brain department in my previous life so I had devoted 18 hours of my day every day to gritty study sessions during my dropout years and managed to gain admission to the famous private school through sheer determination.

So seeing this timetable posted in my study room really made me wonder if they were serious about ensuring my success.

A mere 6-hour study session a day felt more suitable for middle schoolers. No wait, considering I was 12, maybe they really came up with the best plan......

But then again, it was too sweet for me so the following day after waking up, I requested a revision of my schedule.

As a former studious student, I would have preferred the schedule of 6 in the morning to midnight, but there were also things like testing out not only my abilities but also other aspects so with a heavy heart, I had to compromise with this.

I was confident enough to triumph just by self-studying as long as I had free time.

"But Young Master, simply extending the hours won't suffice. Merely waiting for time to pass won't lead to improved performance. I doubt that this schedule will lead to the successful results you are imagining."F0lloww new chapters at nov/(e)l/bin/(.)com

Such were Schord's words. He was just implying in a roundabout way that 'I appreciate your enthusiasm, but this is where youngsters often fumbled'.

He was right. If it had been the previous me, this hazardous schedule instead would have netted me the opposite result.

But I couldn't afford to cut down on study time any further. I didn't know how success or failure in this exam would impact my life.

As 'Allen', I had always thought that even if I failed this exam, I would still have the option to attend the Aristocratic Academy. Then, I would just do my best next time during the employment exam.

"From 8 in the morning till 7 at night, no breaks, and only 15 minutes for lunch... That should be fine...... right? Just what has gotten into you though? Before yesterday, you used to interrupt lectures at any given chance saying you need to go to the washroom to do this or that. Has your chronic urinary problem now been resolved?"

The old man's lips broke into a smile as he spoke, though his eyes were telling a different story; a glint could be seen in them.

"Enough! You are the exclusive private tutor of this Viscount Rovenne family. Have some self-awareness," I said, irked by him pointing out my past self's childish actions.

The instant these words escaped from my mouth, all expression vanished from his eyes.

Crap, I stepped on a sleeping lion's tail.

The old man wasn't only proud of raising the kids of this house into splendid adults ever since the time of my father, but he also hoped that I would pass the exam more fervently than anyone else after determining I had an aptitude for magic. Yet, I, of all people, dared to ridicule him.

It was the line I shouldn't have crossed.

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In this way, I safely managed to change my schedule into something I wanted. However, there was some blunder in the process because I let my mouth run loose.

"Say, old man, I don't even think you need to eat the portable emergency ration as well. Wait, I will tell the cook to bring you some sandwiches."

"I am perfectly fine. Besides, this is a battlefield. Do you really have time to show mercy on another person?"

His eyes stared intently at me.

"Old man, you must be getting on in years. I'll keep working on the assignments, so take a restroom break if you need one."

"Please don't mind me, Young Master. I am wearing diapers, so I would be fine in any unexpected situation."

He now scares me......

Editor's note- That schedule is crazy. Guess not only is the MC a crazy M but so is his tutor ????

T/N - Indeed, old habits dies hard. I think a spartan world would have been more suitable for our dear MC.