Chapter 297: Dark Demon Has Never Known Defeat (4k)
At the library of St. Maryan.
Pandora was on duty at the front desk as usual.
With fewer people visiting the library that afternoon, she felt quite relaxed.
“So that’s how it is. This is the origin of Valentine’s Day?”
She read through the text in The History of Valentine’s Day and felt enlightened.
In this world, Valentine’s Day originated from a certain deity of love.
It was a male deity.
His beauty surpassed that of goddesses, and his voice could intoxicate anyone who heard it.
But love cannot be won merely with good looks and a pleasant voice.
This male deity fell in love with a pure shepherdess, but her heart was only for a boy who played the flute.
He pretended to be a passerby and approached them, though he received warm hospitality from both the shepherdess and the flutist, he could not intervene.
As the sun set, he left despondently.
But before parting, in return for their hospitality, he left them precious gifts.
The shepherdess received a magical flute.
The flutist received a talking sheep.
That night…
The shepherdess gave her magical flute to the flutist.
And the flutist gave the divine sheep to the shepherdess.
The love deity in the sky sighed and left with a final blessing.
…
Later…
The flutist became a king.
The shepherdess became a queen.
They designated the day they exchanged gifts as “God’s Grace Day,” to thank the love deity for his blessings.
…
Even later…
God’s Grace Day evolved over time and became today’s Valentine’s Day.
The tradition of exchanging gifts continued.
…
“Life is truly full of peril.”
Pandora shook her head slightly.
“The Magic Flute of Love Deity Sura” and “The Divine Sheep of Love Deity Sura” are very famous Secret Rite Cards, also deadly traps.
Among them…
The effect of “The Magic Flute of Love Deity Sura” is domination.
The effect of “The Divine Sheep of Love Deity Sura” is enchantment.
…
She turned to the next page.
Pandora’s gaze drifted, and the words on the book became blurry.
Her thoughts wandered far away.
“What is love?”
…
“What is love?”
Emma pondered these words repeatedly in the reading room.
She was still affected by the atmosphere around her and lost her composure as Valentine’s Day approached.
But she had no intention of giving any gifts.
She occasionally wondered if she might receive any gifts herself.
If so, how should she respond?
…
Some people take love lightly, believing that fleeting feelings are love.
Others take love seriously, feeling that hasty choices don’t count as true love.
The former enjoy fleeting love.
The latter yearn for lifelong love.
…
Sarah Swati found it perplexing that her classmates could easily decide whom to give chocolates to.
However, she wouldn’t interfere with them.
…
As dusk fell.
Students who spent the afternoon in Traveler’s Street began to return.
Robert managed to draw the magic chess piece he wanted after spending a considerable amount of credits.
By selecting some pieces from his existing fixed set, he successfully paired them into a barely usable combination.
He planned to spend a day familiarizing himself with this combination.
Then, on Sunday, he would challenge Dark Demon!
Although his chess piece combination might not be strong, he believed he could compensate with his skill.
Moreover, based on the information he had heard, apart from the counterfeit “Vampire Vlad,” Dark Demon didn’t have any particularly outlandish pieces.
Therefore, if he could prevent Dark Demon from raising his level to three during the match, “Vampire Vlad” would remain idle in the box.
Robert saw victory within reach!
“Is this really meaningful?”
Wit accompanied Robert in drawing gacha pieces all afternoon.
Finally, he couldn’t resist and drew several ten-pulls, barely assembling a usable combination.
“It must be meaningful!”
Robert answered confidently.
But if asked further about the meaning, he might struggle to explain.
…
Despite having assembled pieces, Wit had no intention of challenging Robert.
After returning to the castle, he parted ways with Robert and headed to the gathering place of the Marine Biology Research Department.
It was an unused classroom on the fourth floor of the castle.
They temporarily used that classroom as their meeting spot.
For the Marine Biology Research Department, Valentine’s Day wasn’t a favorable day.
They usually ended up being background characters.
Out of the 16 members of the Sect, only Wit was troubled about whether to give gifts.
However, instead of becoming jealous, they were more than willing to help him strategize.
Perhaps because doing so made them feel involved in Valentine’s Day!
Betty Moray, a fourth-year student from the Mana Academy and Pandora’s classmate, wore a moray eel costume.
Wit gathered much information about Pandora from her.
The more he knew, the more he realized how excellent Pandora was.
Wit felt increasingly confident about falling in love with someone like her.
After a while, he hesitantly said, “Though I’ve considered sending gifts every Valentine’s Day, if I actually do it, wouldn’t it cause her to dislike me?”
Betty looked at his mood and seriously said, “I don’t think so.”
“Really?”
This was clearly what Wit wanted to hear. His voice, which sounded from within the sponge suit, was somewhat cheerful.
But Betty then added, “Most likely, she wouldn’t notice your gift.”
Wit was stunned: “Why?”
Betty explained, “Because every Valentine’s Day, she receives enough gifts to fill a cabinet. I doubt she would notice yours among those.”
Wit: “…”
A senior student wearing a pufferfish costume said gruffly, “Targeting the Silver Dragon Lady right from the start is too difficult! Why don’t we switch targets?”
Scott, nicknamed “Squid,” subconsciously retorted, “Love isn’t something you can just switch like that.”
Amid the intense discussion, Wit looked dejected.
After returning to the dormitory, he played Mana Chess with Robert all night.
…
At the Tower of Noble Academy.
Room 201.
Dark Demon exhaled and put down his pen.
The progress of writing the Arithmetic textbook was smoother than expected.
Maybe it wouldn’t be long before completion.
He stood up to stretch, then sat back down.
Over the next two days.
He would give it his all!
…
That night, Dark Demon drew “Bliss” again.
On Saturday, he drew it once more.
At this point, the worm tree already stored 0.5 points of “Greed,” 3 points of “Pride,” and 7.5 points of “Bliss.”
To date, he had completed this month’s quota.
“Pride” and “Bliss” indicators were both controlled under 100.
“Greed” was even below 100.
The accumulated “Pride” was enough to create a new “Pride II.”
The 7.5 points of “Bliss” could cultivate a “Bliss Fruit.”
However, given he had already cultivated two “Bliss Fruits,” Dark Demon chose to temporarily store the remaining “Capital Sins.”
…
February 11th, Sunday.
After a day of hard work on Saturday, the framework for the first-year Arithmetic textbook was complete.
Eighty percent of the key content was filled.
He mainly handled the knowledge points and examples, while Professor Lily was responsible for subsequent expansions and accompanying exercises.
“If everything goes well, I should be able to finish this today!”
Dark Demon couldn’t help but rub his temples, allowing his tense nerves to relax slightly.
Writing textbooks was indeed a tough job.
For someone like him, who essentially wrote down content from memory, it was already exhausting; let alone the original creators.
“I hope this textbook will genuinely help the first-year students.”
Up until now, Dark Demon found himself developing a sense of mission.
He couldn’t help but smile, then continued working diligently.
But at noon, after finishing lunch brought by the Imp Beast, he noticed someone knocking on the door.
“Who could it be?”
Dark Demon opened the door and looked surprised at Tudor standing outside, asking, “Is there anything?”
Tudor mysteriously pulled out a letter from his pocket and handed it over.
Dark Demon’s face darkened: “If I’m not mistaken, Valentine’s Day hasn’t come yet, right?”
Tudor was taken aback and quickly said, “What are you thinking? It’s a challenge letter!”
Dark Demon questioned suspiciously, “Yours?”
Tudor replied, “No, you’ll know when you see it.”
“Alright.”
Dark Demon took the challenge letter and casually closed the door, turning to sit at his desk to examine it thoroughly.
Tudor was left outside.
“Taken away?”
Pistons, the chubby student, emerged from somewhere.
He looked quite excited, almost writing “fun” on his forehead.
Tudor hesitated, “He took it, but will he go? Honestly, he seems really busy.”
Pistons also seemed less confident, “Dark doesn’t seem like the type to care about such provocations… But I’ve already spread the word…”
Tudor was shocked, “When?”
Pistons: “Just now.”
…
Dark sat down and used a paper cutter to open the envelope, then retrieved the letter inside.
Sure enough, as Tudor had said, it wasn’t a love letter, but a challenge letter!
The sender was Robert Broheim.
The duel was set in the Duel Classroom.
As for the contents of the challenge…
“Three out of five wins in Mana Chess?”
Dark glanced at the Mana Chess pieces gathering dust on the corner of the table for days, realizing someone had taken the bait.
But why did Robert bite the hook?
Dark never thought “Invisibility Person” could be Robert.
“Hold on, both Robert and Wit have a history of nighttime escapades!”
“And in Harry Potter, Harry Potter has an invisibility cloak.”
“Could it be that Wit Gold has one too?”
Thinking this, Dark hesitated.
If that “Invisibility Person” was indeed Wit…
Their actions with professors would seem overly cautious.
In the past,
If the Vampire Vlad incident hadn’t occurred,
Professors would treat someone invisible at night as a violation, without much investigation.
But since the Vampire Vlad incident did happen,
Being cautious was not excessive!
“In any case, since someone has taken the bait, I should check it out.”
Dark thought for a moment, picked up the Mana Chess pieces, and reviewed them again.
Robert’s challenge was set for 7:30 PM, after dinner.
Now that he decided to accept the challenge, Dark certainly didn’t want to lose.
Cramming at the last minute was his specialty.
…
As the sun set, the clouds in the sky rolled like waves, orange-red and splendid.
Only when the sky darkened did Dark pick up the Mana Chess box, like a lone warrior who had studied frantically for three days before an exam.
He walked out of the dormitory, descended the stairs, and entered the Common Room.
Led by Tudor and Pistons, the onlookers had been waiting in the Common Room for years.
Seeing him descend, they immediately erupted in excitement.
“He’s here! Really here!”
“There’s going to be a show!”
“Is the opponent Robert? The one good at Mana Chess.”
“Dark is a beginner, and the only person he’s ever played against is Tudor? Oh, wait, Tudor lost.”
“It was Tudor, after all.”
“It’s not a big deal if you’re not good at Mana Chess!”
“He’s getting anxious, he’s really getting anxious!”
“But if Dark wins, it’s thanks to the ‘Vampire Vlad’ piece.”
“That piece is too powerful!”
“This game feels unfair.”
“Yes, especially for Robert.”
…
Dark never imagined he would become one of the spectators.
Perhaps this is karma for a melon-eater!
He waved at Tudor and Pistons with a smile, “Want to go together?”
Tudor immediately exclaimed, “Together, definitely.”
Then, a group of first-year students, mixed with some seniors, marched out of the Noble Academy’s tower, heading toward the Duel Classroom.
When they arrived, they found a large number of students from the Knight Academy already lined up in the classroom!
Robert was awkwardly sandwiched in the middle.
Originally, he only intended to challenge Dark alone.
But somehow, the news spread, and everyone in the Knight Academy knew about it.
Now, all the first-year boys from the Knight Academy were gathered here, waiting for the opponent to arrive.
With so many people, many things couldn’t be said.
Robert originally wanted to use the game to tell Dark that relying on counterfeit pieces for victory wasn’t sustainable.
His intentions were good.
But information about Vampire Vlad couldn’t be disclosed.
So he couldn’t tell others that the piece was counterfeit.
Moreover, he didn’t want to bring this matter up with others either.
Damaging Dark’s reputation wouldn’t benefit him.
He might even feel guilty.
After all, Dark was his savior—three times over!
But now…
The arrow is drawn.
There’s no choice but to release it!
