Mid-December, Royal Pamir Academy.
"Astonishing insights! Anvis, you truly are a genius! I never even considered that the mystical properties of gold could be utilized in such a way."
"No worries, progress is mutual, Carl, your points on the relationship between Mangura black goats and ancient reproductive totem worship have inspired me as well."
"That's what I've been saying, goats are indeed better than sheep—"
"..."
After the day's Mysticism class ended, Anvis carried an appropriately polite smile, courteously responding to classmates' compliments. From time to time, he also distributed well-placed praises, keeping the atmosphere lively and relaxed.
Following the baptism of numerous outstanding performances since his admission.
By now, no students were referring to Anvis as a newcomer anymore; instead, they treated him as a genuine upperclassman.
Although it was just a little over two months since his official admission—
