The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life-Chapter 231: Dark Demon Focuses On The Future (2 in 1)

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Chapter 231: Dark Demon Focuses On The Future (2 in 1)

Mind Flayer's explosion was apparently unexpected by Professor Nini.

Doron, who was on stage at the time, almost got scared into peeing himself.

Fortunately, the power of the Mind Flayer's explosion was not strong.

It was more like a balloon than a gas tank.

Doron was only blown to the ground by the blast of air.

But Professor Nini panicked, and quickly reached out to help: "Are you okay?"

Doron was even more frightened.

Professor Nini's expression froze, and her outstretched hand stopped in the air.

She slowly retracted her hand and looked at the audience cautiously, but found that the students all had a look of relief, and no one blamed her for not being cautious.

"Whew, everything is good." Professor Nini patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

...

Seeing that it was a false alarm, Dark, who just got up subconsciously, sat down again.

Then he heard Robert shouting on the other side: "Huh? Why did it blow up? I was just thinking about experiencing it!"

Several boys in the front row also echoed pretentiously: "That's right! It didn't even give us an opportunity to test our bravery. It makes us look very timid!"

As soon as they started complaining, many students followed suit.

Those students who didn't dare to try it before all raised their voices and complained loudly.

Professor Nini blinked her eyes and said happily, "Really? Then I'll catch another one in the next class!"

The classroom was instantly silent for a moment.

But then, those students who had already experienced it laughed out gloatingly.

The atmosphere of uncertainty caused by the explosion just now disappeared quickly without a trace in the laughter of students.

Only Professor Nini looked puzzled, unable to understand what they were laughing at.

But after a while, the end of class bell rang.

She panicked immediately, and hurriedly arranged this week's homework: "In short, after class, everyone has to write a small paper about Mind Flayer, and it needs to be handed in before noon next Wednesday. After you complete it, you can give it to..."

Emma raised her hand helplessly: "Professor, I can help you collect them."

Professor Nini hurriedly said, "Then you can give it to Emma, and she will send it to my office... It's next to Aunt Silver's office!"

At this point, Professor Nini's first lecture was finally over.

She packed her school bag and walked briskly through the front door of the classroom.

Shortly after she left, the discussion about her gradually began to spread among students.

Before this class, probably no one would have thought that the professor of Magic Beast would be such a mixed-blood Behemoth.

"But you don't say, it was quite interesting."

"And it was not scary at all!"

"I was super brave!"

"I'm really looking forward to next week's magic beast class, I don't know what kind of magic beasts Professor Nini will bring next time?"

"It will be great if it's something a little bit cuter."

Professor Nini's class received a good response.

Dark stayed in the classroom for a while, and found that the students' impressions of the new professor were not bad, so he couldn't help but smile.

Maybe it was because he kept too many little animals. So when he saw the clumsy yet hard-working behavior of Professor Nini, he just couldn't help wanting to look after her.

He wasn't like this in the past.

"Dark, let's go!" Dianna patted her belly, indicating that she was starving.

Only then did Dark pick up his bag and turn to leave.

After the Magic Beast class ended, it was already afternoon.

The opening of Traveller Street was secondary, and the most important thing was the recruitment of the dueling club.

On Friday afternoons at the beginning of each semester, the dueling club would recruit new students.

It was not just for the first year, it was for the entire academy!

Of course, any senior students who wanted to join the dueling club had probably already joined in. So most applicants were still first and second year students.

The Dark trio sat down in the cafeteria and chatted about the dueling club while eating lunch.

Dianna was very excited: "I have already asked around. It's said that as long as you join the dueling club, you can sign up for the Saturday morning Rookie League every Friday, and you can get 200 credits for every win! And once you have credits, you can buy anything you want..."

Dark had to remind her: "But you need to pay to register for the tournament. The Rookie League is 50% off, but you still need to pay 50 credits. Of course, the higher the rank of duel competition, the more rewards will be obtained."

Dianna muttered: "Pay 50 credits, win 200 credits, net 150 credits. It means that if I win once, I can lose three times, right?"

Dark said, "Yes. And 10 points for every win, Of course, if you lose, 10 points will be deducted. After breaking 100 points, you can apply for the higher rank. If you win three qualifying games in a row, you can advance to higher-rank tournaments."

Dianna: "So, as long as you have a net win of 10 games, you can pass the qualifying game, even if you are not in the third year, you can still participate in other tournaments?"

Dark nodded: "That's true, but winning 10 games is not as easy as you think."

Dianna: "I know..."

In the Rookie League, second year students made up the majority.

After signing up for the Rookie League, there was a high probability that a first year student would be matched against a second year student.

In the second year, there were many strong people like Mary-senpai.

And if the first year lost one of the three qualifying games, they would have to start from scratch again.

Every year, countless students would fail to pass the qualifying matches!

If they didn't really have the real power beyond their level, it was difficult to advance to the next rank.

But in general, the credit reward system for dueling tournaments was relatively loose for students. As long as they could maintain a 50% win rate, they could get a lot of credit rewards.

Of course, there was also no shortage of people who were so unlucky that they would continuously lose the game.

...

Today was a special day. Most of the students in the cafeteria were enthusiastically talking about the dueling club's recruitment.

Although this was not as grand as a festival, it was still a big event in Saint Marian.

The dueling club was the only club in Saint Marian Academy managed by the school. It was independent of student organizations such as the student union, literature club, astronomy club, and magic chess club. It was the only club that allowed other clubs to participate in its club activities.

Every club in Saint Marian could register a team in the dueling club.

The strength of the club team was the main criterion for evaluating a club.

This involved competition for research resources, applications for club funds...

Once disputes arose between clubs, clubs would often use duels to mediate the disputes.

Therefore, if a club wanted to become bigger and stronger, it was necessary to form a strong team.

For this reason, every time the dueling club recruited new members, many clubs would send people to scout, hoping to select potential seedlings to recruit.

The beginning of the second semester of each year was the best opportunity for the club to understand the potential of new students.

What's more, this year's new lineup was especially strong!

Whether it was the son of the Brave One and the son of Valkyrie, or the heir of Sage of Ancients, the Bear of the Kingdom, and the Doron family, everyone was looking forward to it.

...

Dianna took a few bites of noodles, then turned to look at Rose: "Are you really not going to try it?"

Rose shook her head quickly: "No, I can't. Dueling is too difficult for me. I'll just be your cheerleader!"

Dianna responded with a slight disappointment, and took a few more bites of her noodles.

She definitely wanted to be with Rose, but since Rose didn't like it, she couldn't force it.

She heard that even until the sixth year in the academy, there were people who had not joined the dueling club once, and their grades were not bad.

It was understandable that some people didn't like or were not good at dueling by nature.

But still, she was a little disappointed.

Rose smiled and said: "Don't be like this. You can fight for me."

Dianna: "Mhm!"

...

Not far away, Doron was sitting with the chubby Pistein.

The two had the same steak in front of them. Doron cut the steak in a standard aristocratic manner, while Pistein devoured it without any manners; there was gravy all over his mouth.

After wiping the gravy from the corners of his mouth with a napkin, Pistein asked, "How are you getting ready, Doron?"

Doron shook his head and said, "Not so good."

Pistein: "Don't always compare yourself with Dark, you're already pretty good."

Doron: "If I don't look up, you want me to look down?"

Pistein: "Huh? When you talk about looking down, are you talking about me?"

Doron: "Oh, you finally noticed it."

Pistein: "Hehe, I think. It's more realistic for you to regard White as your opponent. You see, he is the son of the Brave One!"

Doron: "The son of the Brave One is not the Brave One."

Pistein: "But the prophets say that the day the demon king is resurrected, the Brave One will reappear, and it's rumored that the demon king is going to be resurrected."

Doron: "Are you talking about those liars?"

Pistein: "Don't say that, some prophets are still very reliable."

Doron: "Only some."

...

A little further, Emma was sitting with two other girls.

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They were Susan and Lucy, who always sat on either side of Emma in the classroom.

Susan had a pair of naturally smiling eyes, and she also liked to smile. Every time she smiled, she would reveal two deep dimples on her face.

Lucy was more old-fashioned, with short hair, and usually didn't talk much. But once she started to talk, she wouldn't stop talking, so she could be quite garrulous.

After a semester of getting along, the three of them formed a small circle.

Susan ate the strawberries she stole from Lucy's plate, and said happily: "Emma, when you join the dueling club, don't forget us."

Emma shook her head slightly: "It's not that easy. Professor Jones said that having twenty magic cards is not enough, you need to prove yourself in a duel."

Susan: "It's a duel between newcomers, right? Isn't that a piece of cake for our Emma!"

Lucy raised her head and deliberately imitated Emma's tone, "Watch me perform this afternoon."

Emma: "..."

She liked these two new friends very much, but their occasional teasing made her a little unbearable.

...

Meanwhile, White and Robert did not go to the cafeteria to eat.

They went straight to the lab after class.

Because White was still short of the last magic card to make up the twenty cards!

As for Robert, although he inexplicably had the idea of joining the dueling club, he didn’t have enough cards, so he had to give up.

...

Except for them, Sara Swati and Heidi from Magister House, Justin Wayne from Knight House, and top students from Fool House.

Many students who had collected 20 magic cards were secretly gearing up.

It was definitely an honor to be able to join the dueling club in the first year.

If they missed this opportunity, they would only be able to cheer for the students who had won the seats in the audience the entire semester- this was absolutely unacceptable to students with high self-esteem.

So they must join the dueling club!

...

After lunch.

Dark returned to the Noble House tower with Dianna and Rose.

The three made an appointment to go out together, and then returned to their dormitories.

Dark opened the door and saw the magical spirits busily doing their own things.

Hawlucha, as always, was driven to the balcony, happily fighting the wooden piles.

Gatomon occupied the top layer of the cat climbing tower and was reading the toddler's book slowly while checking the dictionary.

Of all the magical spirits, Gatomon’s learning attitude was the most serious, and its learning progress was the fastest.

Every time Dark came back, he couldn't help but praise it, and then it became even more serious!

So far, Gatomon had received the most safflowers besides DemiDevimon.

As for the other magical spirits: Ditto liked to hang out with Trash Slime; Shuckle was working on tea art; Popplio spent all day in the inflatable pool, practicing blowing bubbles boringly. Dark sometimes wondered if it would master [Bubble Beam] someday. But he only just wondered about it.

And Miltank was taking care of three cat grasses, like the class rep of the kindergarten class.

Dark had taught it how to take care of the Worm Tree, hoping it would be able to take care of the plants for him at some point in the future.

As for Eevee and Sylveon.

Eevee-chan didn’t get along with Sylveon ever since it was lifted up by Sylveon's ribbon. So it stayed far away from Sylveon. When Dark returned, it was working hard to study the textbook, trying to rely on the power of knowledge to turn the table.

Sylveon was flipping through Dark's Dress Up Master, showing an unusual interest in all kinds of bizarre outfits.

Dark didn’t mind them doing something they liked, but only if they were able to keep up with their studies.

As long as they could master their basic education well, Dark would teach them according to their aptitude and continue their education according to their preferences.

Like, giving Sylveon a little skirt or something!

"Mi!" When hearing the door open, Sylveon instantly raised its ears, put down "Dress Up Master" without any hesitation, and rushed towards its master.

"Shameless," Gatomon muttered and continued to read.

It liked "A Little Kitty’s Sleepwalking Story" in its hand very much.

...

After Dark caught Sylveon, he barely avoided its tongue, and said with a hint of pampering in his tone: "Okay, okay, you don't have to do this every time..."

But this kind of semi-harsh tone of course would not make Sylveon stop.

He could only sit down by the bed with it in his arms and use the "hand of the eagle" to let it calm down.