Chapter 198: Dak’s Christmas Harvest of Gifts from the Dark Demon (6k) [36]
Dak looked at the lazy and coquettish Diana, shaking the “Christmas candy gift pack” in his hand, and asked with a smile, “Does this mean you don’t want the Christmas gift?”
Diana immediately covered her mouth in shock. “Isn’t the Christmas gift just the chocolate box from before?”
She licked her lips, savoring the sweetness and bitterness of the chocolate.
Dak said, “That was a gift for the whole class. But this one is yours alone.”
“Diana, just for me?”
Diana’s radar instantly picked up on the key words.
Her eyes widened, no longer drowsy, shining like the moon.
…
This wasn’t Dak’s first time entering Diana’s bedroom. The poor panda familiar was still in the corner, playing the part of a doll, its little dress becoming more and more elaborate.
“This is my Christmas gift?” Diana grabbed the candy pack, her eyes gleaming with excitement!
Clearly, the candy pack held much more appeal to her than the other gift in Dak’s hand.
Dak looked at her helplessly, then flicked a button-like eye in front of her.
“What’s wrong with a button?” she asked, puzzled.
Dak had to explain, “This was an award from the masquerade ball during Halloween. It’s an eye from a zombie teddy bear. If used well, it could be a significant way for you to obtain a four-star golem.”
“Four-star?” Diana’s eyes lit up. “Then I should…”
Dak frowned sternly, “Study it carefully! You’re being too frivolous!”
Diana: “Bah.”
…
After repeatedly warning Diana not to misuse the precious teddy bear eye, Dak finally left with A Travelogue by Claire.
“Next is Rose.”
He turned and walked to Rose’s room, gently knocking on the door.
The sound vibrated through the door into the bedroom.
Rose reacted faster than Diana.
Though she was also in pajamas, her bangs were already styled.
Dak didn’t enter her bedroom but took out A Travelogue by Claire and handed it to her. “A travelogue book by Professor Claire, signed edition.”
Rose immediately showed great interest. She asked, “Why don’t you come in? I have a Christmas gift for you too.”
Dak initially planned to leave right away but reconsidered and stepped inside.
Rose’s cat cat grass dragged its round body over, and Dak couldn’t resist picking it up and petting it.
This Garfield cat was so plump, the feel of its fur was incredibly good, and it didn’t worry about obesity-related health issues—it was simply the best!
Rose knew that Dak kept three pots of cat cat grass in his bedroom, making him a true cat lover.
She took a gift box from her drawer and pushed it toward Dak.
Dak examined it closely; he felt the size was perfect for two books, but what was inside clearly wasn’t books.
What could it be?
Guessing what the Christmas gift might be was one of the greatest joys of Christmas.
…
But Dak guessed several times, and Rose always said he was wrong.
Her face slightly red, she stopped Dak from opening the box. “Wait until later.”
Though confused, Dak complied.
…
Just as he stepped out, he saw Diana push open the door to peek outside.
Seeing him, Diana waved, “Dak, I haven’t given you your gift yet.”
“Uh…”
Thinking of Diana’s gift reminded Dak of her sudden question last night: “Dak, do you like bears?”
It made him feel uneasy: “She wouldn’t really give me a bear plushie, would she?”
From entering to leaving, Dak spent two minutes.
He didn’t have a bear plushie, but there was a bear pillow!
Diana gave him a full-sized bear pillow…
This was too outrageous!
Taking advantage of the lack of people in the hallway, Dak hurried back to the dormitory with the bear pillow.
If anyone saw him, the image of the duke’s son would be ruined!
Back in the dormitory, he threw the bear pillow on the bed and picked up the gift from Rose.
The box was flat and square.
“What could be inside?”
Thinking of Rose’s flushed cheeks, Dak felt the contents must be something special.
However, when he opened it, he found only a complete set of thermal underwear!
“One gives a pillow, the other gives underwear…”
While Dak couldn’t help but complain, he began to think how to deliver Emma’s Christmas gift to the Knight Academy.
“If only I could meet her in the library.”
“But it’s Christmas, even the most studious would take a break.”
“Perhaps having the imp beast sneak in through the balcony would work?”
He glanced at the imp beast, thinking it feasible!
…
The gift for Emma was a box of bottled apple juice.
Very heavy!
Dak tied a rope around the box to make it easier for the imp beast to grab with its claws.
But its flight strength was insufficient, and it struggled to pull it.
Solving this problem was simple.
Dak took out Arrogance I.
Under the effect of Arrogance I, the imp beast would gain a quarter-hour strength boost, easily pulling the box of juice.
Before that, Deoxys would need to help carry it.
With the plan settled,
Dak headed towards the tower of the Knight Academy on foot.
When he reached the tower, he summoned the imp beast and used Arrogance I on it.
Transformed from weak to strong, the imp beast finally grabbed the juice and flew off unsteadily.
First-year students lived on the second floor, making it easy to find Emma’s dorm.
Indeed, within ten minutes, the imp beast completed the task.
“Didn’t mess up, right?” Dak worried.
The imp beast patted its chin. “I, the imp beast, never make mistakes!”
Dak: “…”
…
Meanwhile, Emma had woken up an hour earlier.
When the imp beast carried the box to her house, she was reading on the balcony in a furry otter pajama, and she was startled.
She then opened the balcony grating herself and, along with the imp beast, moved the box of apple juice inside.
“The taste is surprisingly good. Is this really a handmade product?”
Emma tasted the apple juice, feeling amazed.
So, Dak had left such a deep impression on her.
Yes, but even omnipotence has its limits, doesn’t it?
Why can even fruit juice be made so delicious?
She felt herself falling in love with the essence of apple juice.
But after finishing it, Emma was faced with a serious question—what gift should she return?
…
Returning to her dorm, Dark checked the final list of gifts: “Professor Kazel, Professor Lily, and Professor Shylph are left. I’ll give them all together!”
During this time, it was quite likely that the professors were in their dormitories.
Dark summoned Deoxys again and set off with the three gifts!
He was very familiar with the route to the professor’s dormitory and had Claire’s key card in hand.
The path was clear, and Dark first approached Professor Kazel’s dorm.
His relationship with Professor Kazel was always good, though this was his first visit to the professor’s dorm.
“Knock knock knock.”
“Who is it?”
A voice came from inside, sounding very alert.
Dark spoke up: “It’s me, Professor.”
“Diemon?” Professor Kazel turned the door handle, opening a small crack.
Seeing it was indeed Dark, he was surprised, “Why are you here?”
Dark took a small gift box containing a book from Deoxys’ hands and waved it at Professor Kazel: “Merry Christmas, Professor.”
Professor Kazel touched his messy hair and sighed, “Merry Christmas.”
Then he opened the door wider, just enough for one person to pass through.
Dark entered the room, taking a brief look around.
Kazel’s room was surprisingly tidy, albeit every piece of furniture was smaller than usual.
He placed the book “The Old Knight on the Border” on the table and said, “Professor, do you like reading novels?”
Professor Kazel shook his head, “I read them occasionally.”
Dark pointed at his head and smiled, “Then you should read more. Good novels help broaden your mind.”
Kazel couldn’t help but smile, “Are you saying I’m close-minded?”
Dark chuckled, thinking that the professor was indeed a professor, able to find meaning in everything.
Kazel shook his head, “I don’t usually read novels, but since you’ve brought it as a Christmas gift, I will finish it. By the way, wait a moment; I have something to give you in return.”
Dark asked curiously, “What is it?”
Professor Kazel: “Wait a moment.”
He then started rummaging through his belongings and finally pulled out a ring from somewhere.
The ring was small, made of black metal with three holes.
Seeing the arrangement of the holes, Dark immediately thought of—bowling!
Okay, it’s a Mana Guidance Ball.
Professor Kazel threw the ring over, saying, “This is a Mana Guidance Ring. It can be used to train how to transmit mana remotely and use mana to operate a Mana Guidance Ball.”
Dark caught the ring and examined it closely.
From its texture, it was indeed similar to a Mana Guidance Ball, and he hadn’t expected it to be related.
He hesitated, “Isn’t remote mana transmission supposed to be a second-year subject? Is it okay for me to learn now?”
Professor Kazel glanced at him, “Don’t you already have too many out-of-curriculum items? Don’t worry, your mana is sufficient for training. As for the specific methods, you’ll have to figure it out yourself.”
“Alright.” Dark put away the Mana Guidance Ring, “I’ll go to the library to look it up.”
Professor Kazel nodded in satisfaction and prepared to see him off.
Dark left first, being considerate, “Professor, I still need to visit Professor Lily, so I won’t stay long.”
Kazel waved his hand, “Go ahead, go ahead.”
Dark: “(^_^) — Bye…”
…
A novel for a Mana Guidance Ring.
A great deal!
Dark’s mood improved instantly.
Professor Lily and Professor Shylph’s dorms were on the other side.
He walked a bit and found the room marked “Lily”.
“I don’t know why, but giving her alcohol always feels like aiding evil.”
Dark shook his head and knocked on Professor Lily’s door.
As expected, there was no response after knocking for a while.
Standing at the door, he muttered, “So, there are two possibilities: either she’s not here, or she’s drunk. The latter is more likely, right, Imp Beast?”
The Imp Beast immediately responded, “Yes, sir, Reconnaissance unit reporting for duty!”
Dark: “Go.”
The Imp Beast, wearing its beloved scarf, flapped its wings and flew in a circle, arriving at the balcony, where it saw the Imp passed out on the table like a dead pig.
“What a worry,” the Imp Beast muttered, shaking its head, and immediately went back to report.
Dark looked at the door lock, making a difficult decision between entering and not entering.
Finally, he reluctantly chose to enter.
“Lily, are you ready? I’m coming in.”
“If you don’t answer, it means you’re okay with it.”
“Mana Summoning!”
Ditto-type universal lock, got it!
…
Click.
Opening a small crack.
A strong smell of alcohol surged out, as if finally finding an outlet.
Dark quickly covered his nose, risking his life from the stench, bravely rushing in!
For Lily, the romantic atmosphere of the Christmas ball was a lethal poison.
She didn’t wait for the ball to end and returned to her dorm early, drinking alone, turning the fragrant Imp into a smelly one.
Dark wasn’t unfamiliar with handling such situations, but today’s situation was particularly bad.
Not only did she get drunk, but she also knocked over the bottle.
There was spilled wine everywhere on the table and floor.
Her clothes were dried by the alcohol, wrinkled and dirty.
Dark frowned, having no choice but to summon “Trash Slime” for quick cleanup.
After the “Trash Slime” cleaned up the spilled wine, he arranged the bottles neatly.
It looked much better now.
“What a worry!”
Dark reached out to smooth Lily’s wrinkled dragonfly wings and turned to Deoxys, “So, the next steps are up to you, alright?”
Deoxys spoke, “Of course.”
Dark nodded, “Then I’ll step out to avoid the scene. Imp Beast?”
The Imp Beast immediately followed.
One man and one pet stood guard outside the door.
Inside, Deoxys easily moved Professor Lily to the sofa, removed her alcohol-soaked clothes, and took out a set of pajamas from the wardrobe.
Next, it threw the dirty clothes into the laundry basket and washed Lily thoroughly in the bathroom.
Finally, after fifteen minutes, the smelly Imp turned back into a fragrant one.
The state of being drenched.
Deoxys dressed her in a nightgown and threw her into the bed.
Little Lily, still roughed up, remained as drunk as a pig, showing no reaction at all.
Deoxys pinched her nose and sniffed, found the deodorant, sprayed it around the room, then opened the window to air out the space seamlessly.
When Dark and the Imp Beast entered again, the entire room had been refreshed, finally giving off a “cozy home” vibe.
“Sigh.”
Dark sighed, placed the Christmas card-laden “Dewdrop” on the bedside table, and lastly glanced at Lily before helplessly exiting the room.
Run away, run away.
“There’s just one left, Professor Shylph…”
Among so many professors, Professor Shylph was undoubtedly the hardest to approach.
She always wore a stern face and habitually used the Silence Card, exuding an aura of “difficult to communicate with.”
Dark’s relationship with her was quite ordinary, so he initially didn’t plan on giving her a Christmas gift.
To be honest, suddenly visiting a teacher he wasn’t very familiar with felt a bit awkward.
But since he accepted a 3000-credit task, Dark still had a certain sense of professional integrity.
He looked at the remaining bottle of Qingzi wine in his hand, estimating the relationship between Simmons and Professor Shylph, wondering if he would suffer a curse from the wind elemental after giving her this bottle…
But before he could think much, the door to Professor Shylph’s dorm automatically opened.
A somewhat lazy voice came from inside: “Standing outside without knocking? Did you do something bad and want to confess but are too afraid? Demon.”
Uh…
Was Professor Shylph originally someone who spoke like that?
Dark suddenly felt that after this semester, he hadn’t really understood this professor at all.
Was it because she always hid herself behind a rigid attitude?
“Professor.”
Dark didn’t dwell on it, entered, and casually closed the door behind him.
“Merry Christmas.”
…
“Merry Christmas. Hmm, it’s been a long time since a student brought Christmas gifts.”
Professor Shylph glanced at the bag in Dark’s hand and felt a bit relieved.
Dark raised his finger, adorned with a magic conductor ring, and turned it: “They don’t know what a blessing can bring.”
Professor Shylph chuckled: “Then besides this old ring, what else did you get? The smell of Lily’s alcohol?”
Dark could clearly feel that during the holiday, Professor Shylph seemed like a completely different person. He helplessly said, “I lost big time, I lost big time.”
Professor Shylph raised her fingers and said, “Bring out my portion to take a look, I’ll try to give you an equivalent return.”
Dark took out the “Qingzi wine” from the gift bag accordingly.
The green liquid of the wine slightly swayed, reflecting a faint light under the sunlight.
However, Professor Shylph’s expression froze, and when she regained her composure, she had already put on a stern face again.
“Where did you get this wine?” Dark knew she would ask this question beforehand.
According to the previous plan, Simmons only hoped that Professor Shylph could taste the Qingzi wine he personally brewed, and he would be content.
So, he made up a small tavern for him, anyway, Qingzi wine could be bought anywhere and was cheap.
But Dark didn’t want to do that.
Because it wasn’t within the scope of the task.
He solemnly said, “It was Uncle Simmons from Traveler’s Street who asked me to deliver it.”
Shylph frowned sharply: “Is he still stuck in that filthy corner?”
Dark’s mind stirred, saying, “He said he will stay there forever.”
Shylph’s eyes twitched, turning her face away to look out the window.
From Dark’s angle, he couldn’t see her eyes anymore.
She sternly said, “Take the wine back and tell him to get lost!”
Dark shook his head, “That won’t work. I’ve received his payment, I can’t return it.”
Professor Shylph: “What payment? I’ll compensate you!”
Dark: “Dewdrop, Eight Desolations.”
Professor Shylph instantly turned around, shocked, “Did he actually give both bottles to you?”
Dark caught a glimpse, seeing her eyes slightly red, understanding dawned on him.
Dark: “Dewdrop soothes sorrow, Eight Desolations bestow heroes, Qingzi connects kin.”
Shylph’s thoughts shifted, “You gave them separately to Lily and Claire?”
Dark: “Professor, it’s fine.”
When mentioning this, Professor Shylph’s tone softened, “Leave the wine here, I’ll give you this as a Christmas gift.”
As she spoke, she flicked her fingers, a breeze with a swirl flew to Dark’s palm.
Dark clenched his fist, that breeze with a green glow passed through his fingers.
Professor Shylph explained, “That’s the blessing of the wind elemental, it can help you ward off one disaster.”
Just as she spoke, that breeze entered Dark’s brow, leaving a hint of coolness.
Dark suddenly realized he had become much clearer in hearing and sight.
No wonder she knew it was him even standing outside the door.
This breeze was priceless!
…
“Wind elemental, should belong to the flying type, right? If I refine it, what can I get?”
After leaving the Teacher’s Dorm, Dark couldn’t help thinking about it.
But just as this thought arose, he suddenly heard a gust of wind from above, which made him instinctively step forward.
Then came a “snap!”
High-altitude throw!
A shadow flashed upstairs and disappeared.
Bottle shards and alcohol danced at his feet.
Dark was utterly flustered; it was actually Qingzi wine!
Professor Shylph first gave him a breeze of blessings, then threw the Qingzi wine down from above?
If not for his quick reflexes, that priceless breeze of blessings might have been wasted?
“What grudge or resentment caused this tragedy between father and daughter?”
Dark was still shaken, deciding to stay out of it for now.
Anyway, elemental beings lived long enough, let them sort it out themselves!
Run away, run away.
…
After noon.
Dark appeared in a small tavern in the corner of Traveler’s Street.
Simmons seemed to be waiting for good news from him.
But he could only bring bad news.
“You mean, she smashed the Qingzi wine?”
Dark originally thought Simmons would be furious, but he was surprised to find that not only was he not angry, but he was also dancing with joy.
“Good! Good! Good!”
After saying three “good”s, Simmons wanted to close the door and drink.
Dark couldn’t help asking, “So, what exactly is good about it?”
Simmons laughed loudly, “Everything is good! Do you know? After all these years, this is the first time she has reacted so strongly to something I sent her. It’s smashing, it’s smashing!”
Dark: “Smashing perfectly?”
Simmons: “Yes, perfectly, perfectly!”
Dark: “Gugu, gugu.”
Simmons: “Gugu, gugu.”
Dark: “…”
Crazy, this guy is crazy!
