Chapter 739: Begging for Moon Tickets – Prelude to Christmas
What is known as an Electromagnetic Blast was originally conceived as a weapon that used the Ampere force generated by electromagnetic fields in an electromagnetic system to accelerate and launch metal projectiles.
However, the ultimate skill of the Tiny Magnet — the Electromagnetic Blast — is different from this concept.
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[Electromagnetic Blast: The Tiny Magnet concentrates electric currents and launches a cannon-like electrical discharge to attack, capable of paralyzing the target.]
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In simple terms, the Electromagnetic Blast of the Tiny Magnet is merely an electric-type mana cannon, but its power is enormous, far surpassing Discharge, and it can paralyze the target with one hundred percent certainty—unless the target has corresponding immunity.
The Electromagnetic Blast of the Tiny Magnet is essentially a magical burst technique.
But the original concept of an electromagnetic cannon deals physical damage.
Since the Tiny Magnet already possesses the foundational capability to control powerful electric discharges and simultaneously has formidable analysis abilities, it will eventually be able to master the true electromagnetic cannon!
At two o’clock in the morning, Dark was still exhilarated.
He injected his mana into the Spell Cage: Tiny Magnet and carefully examined it.
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[Card Name: Tiny Magnet]
[Type: Elemental Card]
[Level: ???]
[Race: Mechanical]
[Attribute: Electric/Steel]
[Mana: 1100]
[Attack: 1400]
[Defense: 500]
[Ultimate Skills: Analysis, Discharge, Electromagnetic Blast]
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“The mana increased by 100, attack increased by 200, and a new ultimate skill was added — Electromagnetic Blast.”
“But defense decreased by 100.”
“I remember, the Tiny Magnet’s Electromagnetic Blast only has a 50% hit rate. If you want to specialize in enhancing Electromagnetic Blast, you might need to add a Lock-On function.”
“And if you want to develop and master the true Electromagnetic Cannon, you have to work on Electromagnetic Waves.”
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Due to the late hour, Dark abandoned the idea of immediately experimenting with Electromagnetic Blast.
He picked up a pen and recorded all his thoughts, preparing to realize them when he had free time.
For a researcher with many ideas, time is truly the greatest enemy.
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After washing up and going to bed, Dark held the Tiny Magnet and examined it from all angles.
The Tiny Magnet’s large eyes moved with its position but always stared directly into his eyes.
“Keep looking, and I’ll eat you!”
—Dark couldn’t help but recall this advertisement slogan.
Then he reached out and scratched the “chin” of the Tiny Magnet.
Despite the hardness and chilliness of the touch, the Tiny Magnet’s large eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the unmagnetized horseshoe magnets spun around, making “chirping” sounds.
After playing with it for a while, drowsiness overcame him.
Dark placed the Tiny Magnet on the bedside and curled up under the covers.
Winter was cold, but thankfully someone always warmed his bed, filling it with warmth every time he entered.
“Mia~”
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The Tiny Magnet lying on the bedhead watched the gradually familiar ceiling and slowly closed its eyes.
Constructs do not have lifespan limitations, but they also enter a dormant state due to insufficient mana. Thus, they need “food.”
Generally, constructs’ food consists of various minerals rich in mana, but each construct has its own diet, and eating indiscriminately can cause irreparable harm to their bodies.
Higher-level constructs can usually absorb elements freely floating in the air, but the absorption rate is generally slow and requires various arrays and resources; otherwise, they need a long period of dormancy to recover their mana.
Some special constructs can even absorb specific substances to convert them into mana.
Although Dark has not tested this aspect with the Tiny Magnet yet, he can roughly determine that it can “charge.”
Making a generator is not difficult with current mana technology, but this technological path has not been developed. Even some mana tutors skilled in electricity mostly use “biological generation.”
They raise electric-type monsters to generate electricity.
“Biological generation” is the main axis of current technology.
Therefore, the correct choice for the era is to equip the Tiny Magnet with a monster or magical creature that can discharge.
When thinking about magical creatures, Dark suddenly realized that he hadn’t gone to the secret realm to search for magical creatures in a very long time.
However, the number of magical species within the club has been gradually increasing.
In short, plans often fail to keep up with changes, which is an unavoidable matter.
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December 24th.
With a sudden drop in temperature, icicles hung from the castle eaves, and a thin layer of ice formed on the lake surface, reflecting the soft light of dawn, emitting a faint orange glow.
Early in the morning, the students who had changed into winter clothes left the castle and walked along the lake, each face showing a slight anticipation.
At 6:30 in the morning, Dark opened his eyes and got up, feeling energetic.
Although he slept until early morning last night, he slept deeply and felt refreshed after just four hours of sleep, without any eye strain and feeling invigorated.
Wearing a fluffy pajama, he walked onto the balcony and slightly opened the window to feel the cool breeze, squinting his eyes and looking outside.
The Tiny Magnet, with its steel body, was unaffected by the cold wind, floating on his right shoulder and rotating its magnet.
Eevee, Sun Eevee, and Ditto transformed into Sun Eevee opened their sleepy eyes, gathering around his feet.
It looked like a peaceful scene.
“Time really flies.”
Dark scanned the surroundings and sighed inwardly.
“It’s already the second Christmas.”
Since regaining his memory during the house division ceremony, another year has passed.
As various unknown things were gradually unveiled before him, the initial novelty has gradually faded away.
He became more integrated into this world.
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A tiny red dot appeared in the distance and quickly approached.
The Imp Beast, wearing a red Santa hat and a beloved scarf, fluttered its wings and flew over.
When it got closer, Dark pulled the window open faster, lifting both hands to catch the basket of food it brought from the canteen.
Day after day, the basket had changed several styles. Although Dark had suggested using a thermal lunch box, the Imp Beast preferred the basket, so he had to comply.
All along, Dark ate breakfast alone in the dormitory and asked the golems to try to go to the canteen, which had become a habit.
Holding the basket, he turned back inside, and the Imp Beast closed the window behind him, instantly eliminating the cold wind and rapidly reducing the chill.
The Tiny Magnet circled around the Imp Beast’s head and then flew back to Dark’s side.
Among the golems living in the dormitory, it had the best sense of the Solo Sword Sheath, naturally feeling close to it, but the Solo Sword Sheath wanted to hang on Deoxys and ignored it, making it feel somewhat lonely.
However, after carefully observing the Imp Beast, it noticed that the dark creature resembled itself — both had a round head, and it thought perhaps they could get along well.
Of course, that was just at the stage of imagination, as it was somewhat shy.
Just then, Meow suddenly pounced, catching it and holding it against its chest, rubbing its head.
Though it didn’t feel comfortable, the Tiny Magnet rubbed against Meow’s paw pad, showing a submissive expression.
On the other hand, several Fluff Rabbites gathered around the Bunny Grass, curiously watching the pink petals blooming on top, twitching their noses and sniffing occasionally, which was quite interesting.
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Dark took out the newspaper from the basket. The front page of The Wise One Daily had turned into a festive deep red, with the headline split into two halves, one side featuring the Big Princess’s innovative Christmas lantern festival in the capital city, and the other side showing the Christmas mass organized by the Church of the Saints.
“Christmas lantern festival?”
Dark stretched his finger, rubbing the picture of the bustling streets decorated with lanterns, recalling the Lantern Festival of his past life, which stirred a bit of melancholy in his heart.
But this melancholy vanished completely when he opened The Clown Daily.
The front page of The Clown Daily had also turned red, but instead of the festive scene, it showed a red-cloaked clown, with all sorts of funny and interesting reports that made people laugh.
Feeling good, he sat down after breakfast and quietly pondered what else needed preparation.
Finally confirming everything was ready, he fully relaxed.
Today during the day, he wanted to take a break.
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But talking about taking a break, he couldn’t think of how to rest, at most he could lean on the reclining chair on the balcony, leisurely reading a book and sipping tea, much like Claire.
At 8:30, there was a commotion outside the castle, with some voices faintly reaching in.
Curious, the Imp Beast flew to the balcony and pushed the window open, letting the noise pour in.
Dark stood up and looked over.
Someone had summoned a mana golem on the lake and used an ultimate skill to thicken the thin ice into a solid surface.
Then, the students waiting by the lake walked onto the ice and began skating.
Dark blinked, briefly considering joining, but seeing the growing crowd, he decided against it.
Not long after, Diana and Rose came knocking excitedly, inviting him to play on the lake.
So, Dark no longer hesitated and gathered his mana golems, heading out of the castle.
The professors, hearing the commotion, only smiled and looked up, not stopping them as they usually would.
After all, it was Christmas.
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Of course, a concerned professor quietly went over and added an extra layer of safety to the already thick ice, ensuring it wouldn’t break unless a giant mana golem carelessly jumped around.
Sharp-eyed students saw through the professor’s trick, and word spread quickly, with more students realizing the professors had tacitly approved today’s activities, rushing over en masse.
When Dark arrived at the lake, laughter filled the air.
Fortunately, the lake was wide enough to prevent overcrowding.
He skated alongside Rose, following Diana, who was shouting, for a while before calling her back. Then, he used alchemy to forge a pair of ice skates embedded with blades and demonstrated them to the girls.
Diana’s eyes lit up, urging him to make another pair.
Dark made two pairs, giving one to each girl, and taught them how to skate with the blades.
While many people were skating, most only put a layer of ice on the bottom of their shoes, making the difference significant.
Diana didn’t need teaching; she slipped more smoothly than Dark once she put on the skates.
But Rose’s athletic skills were average. With Dark’s support, it took her half an hour to stand steadily.
Once she could skate wobbly, Diana pouted, wanting Dark to teach her too. Reluctantly, Dark pretended to teach her.
At this point, the young mana tutors had already learned from the example, and the ice skates with blades became popular.
A little later, senior students called everyone to clear the way and created a skating track on the lake, starting a speed skating competition.
Dark even saw Vini Scarlet’s figure among the participants—she had rarely put down her books and transformed into an ice fairy.
Once the speed skating competition started, Diana gradually lost patience and stopped clinging to Dark, blending into the crowd.
Dark continued accompanying Rose on the lake.
The sunlight reflected off the ice illuminated Rose’s cheeks, casting a faint blush.
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The skating craze came and went quickly.
By noon, as the sun shone, water marks appeared on the ice, leaving only a few people still playing on it.
More students, in groups of three or five, poured into Traveler’s Street.
Traveler’s Street naturally had more interesting goods and activities than usual today.
Dark intended to return to his room for a rest, preparing for tonight’s ball and the exciting small experiment afterward, but he couldn’t resist Diana’s persistence and followed them into Traveler’s Street, wandering aimlessly.
They had no particular goal, just running toward wherever it was lively, enjoying themselves thoroughly.
This continued until around 3 or 4 in the afternoon, when the crowds on Traveler’s Street gradually dispersed.
Under Rose’s urging, Diana reluctantly returned to her senses, and the three of them returned to the castle together.
For the girls, from now until midnight, it was war time!
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After returning to his room, Dark took out the prepared formal attire from the wardrobe, tried it on, then washed, combed his hair, and styled it.
The mana golems also imitated him, trying on their formal wear.
Their formal wear was prepared by themselves, requiring no effort from Dark.
Though they couldn’t join in the evening festivities from the start, they could freely attend the ball phase.
As the students eagerly awaited, Dark’s mana golems had long been anticipating this moment.
Time flew by, and soon it was evening.
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