Chapter 155: Dark Demon Visits the Dorm Again
The wind was blowing, and the horses were laughing.
Vit and Robert on the bridge found themselves trapped in the middle, even though their golems successfully diverted the attention of the constructs.
But they still couldn’t find an escape route.
In desperation, they could only hope that their golems could defeat the constructs.
However, Vit’s gigant was still able to put up a fight against the Heavy Cavalry construct.
Robert’s semi-mechanical rodent, however, was quickly dispatched by the Light Cavalry construct with a swift double-sword slash through its midsection!
As the semi-mechanical rodent vanished in a flash, Robert had no choice but to summon his [Magical Beast: Castle], but it too was shattered by the Light Cavalry construct in one blow!
“What do we do, Vit?”
Robert screamed in terror.
But Vit was in no better shape.
His three-star gigant, despite its size advantage, was already heavily wounded.
The Forbidden Love spell had no effect on the construct.
He was at a loss.
The only hope…
Vit couldn’t help but look up.
He could hear fighting from the third floor of the castle, which might be a turning point!
…
Dark didn’t know he would become Vit’s last hope.
He put away his card and simply went to the window, peeking down.
Just as he did, he saw the Heavy Cavalry construct pierce the gigant, and the paralysis beam from its forehead hit Vit and Robert.
“GG.”
Dark silently mourned for them and then walked away without looking back.
Curfew time was approaching.
The sounds from the battle might attract more unwanted visitors.
He didn’t want to be confined.
…
At five o’clock sharp…
Curfew had passed.
Dark quickly passed through the main entrance of the Tower of Noble Academy and returned to his dorm.
The battle had left him tired.
After lying down for a bit, he welcomed the new day’s dawn.
When he came to his senses, Dark was already in the classroom for the Summoning Spell class, pre-studying while waiting for Professor Shylph to arrive.
Professor Shylph was unusually late by five minutes.
Along with her, Vit and Robert sneaked in through the back door with their heads lowered.
Their expressions were terrible.
Professor Shylph mercilessly exposed their violation of school rules and announced publicly that they would be confined until the day before Christmas.
The destroyed Dragoon construct wasn’t mentioned.
During the interrogation, Robert loudly claimed that another student also violated the rules, but Professor Shylph ignored him.
Even if the construct was damaged, records could still be extracted. However, as long as the students weren’t caught by the constructs, professors usually turned a blind eye.
They generally encouraged students to break the mold and express themselves.
…
The first Monday of December.
It started off quite exciting.
The news of the two heroes being confined became a topic among first-year students.
More exciting than that were the in-class competitions on Friday and the ball on Christmas Eve.
The Halloween ball couldn’t fully satisfy anyone, but the Christmas ball was what couples truly yearned for.
St. Maryan had always had a saying.
The success rate of confessing at the Christmas ball was 13.1415926% higher than usual!
Although the source of this claim was lost to history, more couples did form during the Christmas season.
Dark believed there were two reasons for this: the atmosphere and sense of ceremony, and a more practical reason—those who could be dance partners likely had some mutual affection!
In other words, they already had a foundation of feelings, so they succeeded.
Of course, collective atmosphere could boost courage, allowing shy and timid people to express their hidden feelings.
Teenagers rarely considered too much.
If they felt like it, they confessed.
Then they got rejected.
Then they shut themselves off.
…
The class ended quickly on Monday.
After three thirty in the afternoon, Vit and Robert packed their books and headed to the classroom.
Professor Shylph kept her word; not only were they confined, but they also lost a significant number of credits.
Their already tight credit situation became even tighter.
“This is really over.”
Vit looked gloomy, feeling his future was bleak.
Robert also felt a bit fearful: “I wonder how Professor Shylph will punish us?”
Vit: “Maybe write an apology letter.”
Robert: “Or maybe clean the corridors.”
Vit: “As long as it’s not cleaning the toilets…”
Robert: “Probably not, Professor Shylph is surprisingly humane. She didn’t extend our confinement until after Christmas.”
Vit: “I think it’s just because school is starting to close before Christmas.”
Robert: “You’re right.”
…
Outside the classroom…
Dark watched their figures fade into the distance, quietly cheering them on: “This is what happens when you get caught by the constructs? Good thing I wasn’t caught.”
He felt a little relieved.
He turned and walked towards the library.
After finishing his homework in the library, Dark ate and then estimated that Claire should already be back in the dorm, so he went to visit again.
This time, Claire opened the door herself.
She was still dressed casually, and the dorm was warm.
-It definitely wasn’t due to air conditioning.
“Good evening, Professor.”
Dark entered the dorm and immediately saw a red-skinned pig sleeping in the center of the living room.
The pig, lying there, was over two meters tall. If it stood up, it would probably be taller than Vit’s gigant.
Dark remembered its name was Henry.
Claire had named each golem, but Dark could remember only a few.
He remembered Henry because it was like a winter miracle!
Its breath was comfortable, neither drying nor suffocating.
In his childhood winters, Dark liked to curl up next to its belly and read picture books.
That was one of his rare obedient moments.
…
Dark sat on the sofa in the living room, and Claire brought out cookies and hot milk.
Dark actually wanted tea, but he wouldn’t say anything inappropriate now.
He took a bite of the cookie.
Sure enough, it was overly sugary.
Claire often said that people who overused their brains needed sugar to replenish energy, masking her sweet tooth.
“In any case, it’s still the same taste.”
He drank some hot milk.
Dark couldn’t help but feel a warmth.
Claire then brought over five thick books, each thicker than two fingers stacked together.
Claire pointed to the books and casually said: “Do you want to learn my ‘Zoo’ conjuring method?”
