Chapter 375: Overflowing with Dark Demon (4/233)
After forbidding the “Mana Book” from making any more “beep beep beep” sounds, Dark picked up a basic textbook for the “Mana Book” to record down with its “beubiubiu” sound.
Then, he personally taught it the basics.
For a mana book capable of recording its own text as part of its memory, the most important thing was to teach it some logical understanding and the bare minimum of foundational knowledge.
Such as phonetic notation, spelling structure, sentence grammar, etc.
Once it had learned the basics, the learning speed of the “Mana Book” might even surpass the wise Deoxys.
However, its problem was clear: the amount of text that could be recorded by the book itself as a medium was limited.
As information increased, it would still need to convert the information recorded in the book into its own memory—the part located within its soul consciousness.
But before being filled to capacity, the “Mana Book” equipped with an external book could freely roam in the ocean of information.
…
At midnight.
When the clock struck past the month, Dark ended his introductory teaching of the “Mana Book.”
The results were excellent; the Mana Book acquired knowledge much faster than other mana spirits.
It even gave Dark the illusion that it might surpass him the next day.
“I should take a bath and relax.”
Dark submerged himself in hot water, only showing half of his head. He gazed at the rising steam and unfolded the indicators of the Seven Deadly Sins.
“System, unfold the indicators.”
[Expanding…]
Moments later…
Seven indicators appeared in Dark’s vision.
Compared to the end of last month:
[Pride: 102-98]
[Envy: 38-39]
[Rage: 84-83]
[Sloth: 63-67]
[Greed: 98-96]
[Gluttony: 70-72]
[Bliss: 103-102]
In March, six points of “Pride,” six points of “Greed,” and three points of “Bliss” were extracted.
“Pride” and “Bliss,” as the perennial champions among the Seven Deadly Sins, continued to rise this month.
Even after being reduced by six points and three points respectively, their upward trend remained unstoppable.
“Greed” also grew against expectations under Dark’s deliberate indulgence, but it clearly wasn’t enough yet…
“Pride” and “Bliss” were fundamentally different from “Greed.” The more one tried to deliberately increase them, the more they realized they weren’t truly greedy…
And one couldn’t indulge too much, lest it cause an instant surge.
This was indeed very contradictory.
As for the other deadly sins, except for “Rage,” they only slightly increased.
This was a good sign.
…
By now, Dark’s remaining reserves of deadly sins were:
[Pride]: 0;
[Bliss]: 2;
[Greed]: 2;
…
Given the current situation, it would be extremely difficult to refine “Gluttony III” in April.
Because the index of “Greed” was only 96, allowing for only 1 point to be extracted.
Of course, if “Greed” could be promoted through controlled “Desire for Victory,” it could work.
But the remaining 8 points would require 6 extractions.
Afterwards, there would only be 4 extraction opportunities left in April, extracting only 6 points of “Deadly Sins.”
If these 6 points were “Pride,” they wouldn’t be enough to cultivate a “Deadly Sin Fruit.”
However, “Greed” and “Bliss” could add up to 7 points.
This meant that if he wanted to cultivate a “Deadly Sin Fruit” next month, he would have to choose between “Bliss” and “Greed.”
But there was still about a week until the actual decision-making time, so he would see then.
Dark folded a towel and placed it on his forehead, letting the steam envelop him.
If tomorrow’s match went well, he would get another chance to enter the secret path.
Then, he could start working on his idea about “Living Metal.”
That might become the core goal for April!
Just thinking about the upcoming experiment made him slightly excited.
The unknown and mysterious always aroused anticipation, especially when revealed!
…
On the last night before April, many people were eagerly anticipating the future with various thoughts.
Winter’s cold gradually faded with the change of months, and spring’s warmth returned to the earth.
Students who obtained materials from underground city adventures urgently needed an opportunity to showcase themselves.
Dark, Tudor, and Diana from the Noble Academy, Emma, Justin, and Wit from the Knight Academy, and Sarah from the Mana Academy.
Especially the seven first-year duelists, they were all waiting for the Easter Duel Festival.
True warriors dare to challenge the pinnacle.
During the novice tournament, Dark Demon’s enthusiastic performance secretly ignited the competitive spirit of the entire first year, which also increased the urgency for the second year.
Especially Elsa Kevin, a second-year senior who lost to Dark, became more determined and showed significant growth.
He probably always looked forward to completing his revenge on the dueling arena.
This year’s Easter Duel Festival was clearly an opportunity for him.
Furthermore, Lyon from the Fool’s Academy, second-year student Mal from the Noble Academy, Vini Scarlet from the third-year Mana Academy, Helena Tracey from the third-year Knight Academy, Anglia Hudson from the third-year Fool’s Academy, and Mike Owen from the third-year Noble Academy…
Some seniors whom Dark knew by name or didn’t, were all targeting this Easter Duel Festival.
Even if they weren’t aiming for victory, most were interested in the new mode of the preliminary melee.
Those with foresight had already realized the entertainment value and sustainability of this mode.
Some even participated to experience it first.
They believed that if this mode performed well during the Easter Duel Festival, it might be imitated and developed by other events.
Outside the academy, professionals also bought tickets to observe the effect of this mode.
Originally, such a new mode without prior trials usually wouldn’t attract much attention.
But who would have thought that Saint Maryann Academy developed this new mode?
As a place where every action drew countless eyes, Saint Maryann represented authority.
Even if the mode itself had no immediate benefits, blind followers would still be numerous.
At such times, lacking industry intuition and failing to follow the changing times would only lead to being left behind.
…
Past midnight.
When most students and professors had gone to sleep, “Leah” in Professor Metia’s dormitory was still gazing at the moon.
She had removed her orange-red hair disguise and the facial transformation magic, revealing “Leah” standing on the balcony, looking at the moon outside the railing.
Her long hair flowed over her shoulders, red like blood.
Her pale skin, almost lacking color, stood out starkly against the dark environment.
Her pupils were deep, her nose high, her lips full yet delicate, her features exquisite and three-dimensional.
If judged solely by her face, she lacked the gentle aura that her soft appearance might suggest, instead giving off a sharp impression.
But once you interacted with her, you would be captivated by the gentleness and grace conveyed in her words and actions.
Sighing slightly, Metia Bartholomew leaned against the balcony door.
Watching “Leah” from behind, it inevitably reminded her of their first meeting.
Back then, she was enchanted by “Leah’s” gentle demeanor, overlooking her identity and mistaking her for a weak girl.
Only after being saved from danger did Metia realize how strong-willed “Leah” truly was beneath her gentle exterior.
But something seemed different this time?
…
“It’s already Easter.”
“Leah” suddenly turned around, smiling brightly at Metia.
Metia shrugged: “Good luck.”
“Leah” said, “Don’t worry, everything will be fine. If I succeed tomorrow, I might leave.”
Metia waved dismissively, “Go, go, I wish you’d leave sooner.”
“Leah” smiled again, a hint of sadness in her voice, “I thought you’d try to keep me here.”
Metia scoffed, “Without you, I’ll sleep better, taking up less of my bed.”
“Leah” softly said, “Don’t be lonely, okay?”
Metia remained unchanged, “We’ve been through so much together.”
“Leah” laughed, “So, tonight is our last night.”
Metia replied, “Let’s hope so.”
“Leah” didn’t seem to care much and glanced back at the night sky before returning indoors.
“In the river of fate, we are ships without sails. Unable to make oars, we can only drift with the flow.”
“Then let’s make oars.”
…
The tranquil night was unusually deep, with stars twinkling faintly hidden beneath the dark veil.
The ancient castle crouched in the axis of time and space, as if breathing.
As the night receded, the first white light appeared on the horizon.
Easter, for the daybreak, had finally arrived.
…
Tick-tock.
Before the alarm clock rang, Dark woke up due to his biological clock.
He lay in bed for a while longer, enjoying the moment, until just before the alarm rang, he reached out and silenced it.
Then, he carefully got up without disturbing the bedding.
A little dream spirit, which had somehow appeared, was sleeping on his chest. The red bead necklace hanging around its neck emitted a faint red glow, continuously replenishing the mana consumption of the dream spirit.
It clearly had mastered the technique of converting mana from the “Fear Gem” into its own use and had absorbed a large amount of mana from somewhere.
Dark rubbed his head, feeling a headache.
There were no rumors of ghosts in the Tower of Noble Academy, indicating that the dream spirit was relatively well-behaved and hadn’t used “Scare” to gather fear energy recklessly.
But the vast amount of mana inside the “Fear Gem” suggested it had absorbed mana—meaning it had targeted someone in their dreams!
Dreams were a very mysterious phenomenon.
Even the most terrifying nightmares were often dispelled by a single scream upon waking up.
Fortunately, the隔音效果 of the tower dormitories was excellent.
…
Undermined by numerous responsibilities, Dark didn’t have the energy to investigate further.
He pinched the dream spirit’s cheek like a balloon, then tucked it into the space in the bedding after getting out of bed.
“It has cleared up.”
Pulling back the black velvet curtains, he saw the clear sky dotted with a few clouds.
Yawning slightly, Dark stretched out his hand.
The little imp beast, who had woken up earlier, lightly leaped onto his arm.
Dark patted its head, smiling, “Want to go to the cafeteria with me?”
The little imp beast’s eyes rolled, realizing there were no small red flowers today.
But trading one small red flower for the happiness of eating breakfast with the owner and the envy of the sneaky cats was worth it.
So it immediately narrowed its eyes, flattering, “Today, the master is as handsome as always—”
Dark’s hair stood on end, goosebumps covering his body.
…
Easter Day began with waking up.
Although the school had not set holidays or activities for Easter in the past, because Easter was always on a Sunday, students could usually visit Traveler’s Street, where many Easter eggs were laid, to feel the festive atmosphere.
Moreover, the half-orc chefs in the cafeteria would specially prepare Easter eggs for the students—these were real eggs.
Half-orc chefs would dye various bird eggs with edible colors and boil them.
On Easter morning, students could collect the first Easter “egg” of the day in the cafeteria.
Of course, the half-orc chefs would hide surprises in the eggs, adding another layer of fun.
Hearing about this, Dark decided to eat breakfast in the cafeteria.
Students woke up surprisingly early today.
When Dark dressed properly, put his deck in his bag, pinned the Dueling Club badge to his chest, and arrived at the common room, he found that instead of the usual few people, many were already seated.
Most were waiting for their friends and classmates to go to the cafeteria together.
Thinking for a moment, Dark sat down.
The little imp beast jumped from his shoulder to the table, walking back and forth.
Soon, Rose, with sleepy eyes, was dragged down by Diana.
“Take it easy, the eggs won’t fly away…”
“I want to eat them quickly!”
The two walked slowly to the middle of the common room. Suddenly, Diana noticed Dark standing up and her eyes lit up, ready to wave hello.
Dark shook his head slightly, and she immediately closed her mouth.
Then, the three naturally gathered together.
“Let’s go eat the eggs together.”
“Does anyone know if there’s a milk candy flavor?”
“I don’t know, but I heard there’s a spicy one.”
“There might even be phoenix eggs!”
“Haha.”
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