### Chapter 551: The Dual Nature of Dark Demon (6k)
Skills like “Dragon’s Inverted Scale” and “Rampage” generally involve entering a negative state to unlock one’s potential, thereby achieving a power burst.
If the source of these skills is targeted, they would be completely sealed off.
Dark was satisfied with this. The two field spells obtained from “Greed II” and “Bliss II” each had their own merits and were very useful. It was worth the effort he put in, spending three points of “Greed” and three points of “Bliss” to craft them.
However, Grade II Capital Sins were inherently weaker in strength, and there was only one “Magical Beast: Ibut.” Therefore, it was not advisable to include too many “Capital Sin II” cards when building a deck.
The old version’s two “Arrogance II” and one “Greed II” could temporarily be placed in the side deck.
Additionally, there were two “Arrogance I” cards between the new and old versions, and only one needed to be chosen for the main deck.
In this way, the side deck would have two “Arrogance II,” one “Greed II,” and one “Arrogance I,” all from the old version.
These old “Capital Sin Cards” could be used in actual battles and swapped out with the newer versions during short, consecutive duels.
In the future, they could also be used to practice deconstructing, upgrading, and re-crafting Capital Sin Cards!
Dark was always frugal and would make full use of resources.
…
As the effects of “Bliss II” gradually faded and Ibut returned from two stars to one star, Dark led the golems out of the dormitory in grand style, heading to the canteen for a celebration.
Students above second year were already used to his behavior, but the first-year “cute little things” watched him with puzzled faces.
Fortunately, dinner time had passed, and there weren’t many people in the canteen, so they ate comfortably.
Once the Magical Animal Club officially opened, Dark hoped his golems could freely walk around St. Marian’s Castle,不受控制地翻译了一些，以下是完整且准确的翻译：
Chapter 551: The Dual Nature of Dark Demon (6k)
Skills such as “Dragon’s Inverted Scale” and “Rampage” typically involve entering a negative state to unlock one’s potential, thereby achieving a power burst.
If the source of these skills is targeted, they would be completely sealed off.
Dark nodded in satisfaction. The two field spells obtained from “Greed II” and “Bliss II” each had their own merits and were very useful. It was worth the effort he put in, spending three points of “Greed” and three points of “Bliss” to craft them.
However, Grade II Capital Sins were inherently weaker in strength, and there was only one “Magical Beast: Ibut.” Therefore, it was not advisable to include too many “Capital Sin II” cards when building a deck.
The old version’s two “Arrogance II” and one “Greed II” could temporarily be placed in the side deck.
Additionally, there were two “Arrogance I” cards between the new and old versions, and only one needed to be chosen for the main deck.
In this way, the side deck would have two “Arrogance II,” one “Greed II,” and one “Arrogance I,” all from the old version.
These old “Capital Sin Cards” could be used in actual battles and swapped out with the newer versions during short, consecutive duels.
In the future, they could also be used to practice deconstructing, upgrading, and re-crafting Capital Sin Cards!
Dark was always frugal and would make full use of resources.
…
As the effects of “Bliss II” gradually faded and Ibut returned from two stars to one star, Dark led the golems out of the dormitory in grand style, heading to the canteen for a celebration.
Students above second year were already used to his behavior, but the first-year “cute little things” watched him with puzzled faces.
Fortunately, dinner time had passed, and there weren’t many people in the canteen, so they ate comfortably.
Once the Magical Animal Club officially opened, Dark hoped his golems could freely walk around St. Marian’s Castle, without receiving special attention, able to come and go to the canteen on their own, and learn independently.
Although the golems couldn’t enroll like Victoria and Felix, they were learning the curriculum of first-year students.
Dark’s notes from his first year served as their “professor.”
After dinner, Dark took the golems for a stroll around the castle before slowly returning to the dormitory.
Tonight, the Noble Academy was quite lively, with the main participants being the second-year students.
They probably felt that they had no classes tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the days after that, so they were unusually excited.
Such a four-and-a-half-day break was rare at Saint Maryann Academy.
And once they became second-year students, as long as they ignored elective courses, they would have a mini-break every week!
This was almost like a blessing for the lazy party!
The excitement of the second-year students also spread to the first-year students, as they had no classes at night and their initial studies were relatively light.
Dark saw the two princesses who had become the center of attention among the first-year students and then went upstairs without looking back.
While the princesses were still immersed in their first-year activities, he wanted to enjoy this tranquility more.
Because he always had a feeling that peaceful times wouldn’t last long!
…
Back in the dormitory, Dark first finished his homework in Mana Language, then opened “The Three Thousand Uses of Spell Cage” and began reviewing the techniques for crafting “Spell Cage.”
Last year, he spent a lot of time and effort to craft a “Spell Cage,” and although he succeeded in the end, there was a lot of luck involved.
But this time, he had more credits to spare and wasn’t afraid of failure.
Moreover, having succeeded once, he at least had a foundation in the magical spell compilation for “Spell Cage.”
So, he just needed to adjust the existing spells.
However, whenever he thought about “Spell Cage,” he inevitably recalled the “Fusion” he crafted simultaneously.
“Fusion” was much more difficult than “Spell Cage.” Without Pandora Senpai’s step-by-step guidance, he wouldn’t have been able to craft it at all.
Even if he tried to craft it again now, the success rate would be extremely low.
But if he wanted to build a “Fusion Deck,” one “Fusion” card would certainly not be enough.
Also, the “Fusion” he crafted was merely the most basic type within the “Fusion” series.
Above “Fusion” magic cards, there were “Fusion Gate,” “Advanced Fusion,” “Forced Fusion,” “Elemental Fusion,” and many other types of “Fusion” cards.
Among these, the “Advanced Fusion” card caught his attention the most.
As the saying goes, where there is high, there is low.
The existence of “Advanced Fusion” meant that his “Fusion” magic card was merely a “Low-Level Fusion.”
Obviously, “Low-Level Fusion” had its limits!
Based on this judgment, he believed that to emulate the successful case of “Deoxys” and “Black Deoxys” evolving into “Bastemon,” if he wanted “Celestial Beast” and “Demoness Beast” to fuse, he might need to use “Advanced Fusion!”
Of course, currently, he could only evolve into half of a “Celestial Beast” through evolution methods.
Thinking too far ahead was premature…
Under the current circumstances, crafting “Spell Cage” was the top priority.
…
After Wednesday came Thursday.
Before the club recruitment on Friday, there was still a whole day to prepare.
Although Dark hadn’t experienced club recruitment, he had seen enough to know how to do it.
He immediately started making posters and signs for recruitment!
With his steady hand, drawing one or two promotional images wasn’t difficult.
But to attract high-quality members, every aspect needed to be done well.
A qualified promotional poster not only conveyed the theme of the club but also created an expectation that this was the right club to join.
In careful consideration, Dark chose a clever approach.
First, he added the words “Restart” prominently on the poster.
Second, he brought up “Valkyrie” and “Beast Sage,” two major figures!
Just by knowing that the “Magical Animal Club” was once the club of “Valkyrie” and “Beast Sage,” the prestige of the club would skyrocket!
As for the club founder “Great Magus Peter” and the equally famous “Hero Bret”…
On one hand, they were no longer around.
On the other hand, Dark didn’t know them well.
Using someone else’s name for promotion naturally meant choosing someone who wouldn’t need to be asked and would definitely agree.
Finally, and most importantly, he needed to clearly specify the number of recruits on the poster!
This time, Dark planned to recruit exactly five people.
Not one more, not one less, just five.
Better fewer than many.
…
Combining all these elements, Dark勉强画出了两张海报，一张贴在木板上做成招
The card, another one will be posted at the recruitment event.
During the process of making the poster, he was eagerly expecting that the预备 members—Diana and Rose—would come to help, but they did not show up.
This vaguely made Dak feel somewhat uneasy.
But because he was busy making the poster, he didn’t knock on the two girls’ dorm room doors.
Time flew by quickly, and before he knew it, it was Friday morning.
After returning from his morning exercises and taking a hot shower, Dak came to his desk, listed all the items he needed to purchase over the weekend, and planned to go to Traveler’s Street after the recruitment ended.
These past few days, due to the physical ability assessment, more people had started doing morning exercises.
However, most students still weren’t exercising intensely enough; they needed an adjustment period and assistance from magic potions.
Dak also received a training plan customized by Professor Jones, which surprised him as it wasn’t aimed at physical strength but at “qi”!
Professor Jones saw through his situation at a glance and tailored a corresponding morning exercise plan for him.
Following this plan, he could roughly open his fourth chakra before the end of second year.
Although this speed wasn’t particularly fast, achieving it with limited morning exercise time was actually quite impressive.
Most importantly, it wouldn’t affect his daily routine.
He couldn’t afford to spend extra time specifically practicing “qi”; if he could integrate it into his “morning exercises,” it would be perfect.
Dak gradually calmed down and focused his thoughts.
Apart from the materials for magic potions used in morning exercises, he needed to buy materials for the “spell cage,” clubroom renovations, cultivation magic potions for cat grass and worm trees, magical devices that could guide floral fragrances…
Listing everything out, three sheets of paper weren’t enough.
“Just preparing to buy these things would take a lot of time!”
Dak tapped his head, feeling slightly dizzy.
“Never mind, let’s first prepare for the club recruitment.”
…
At exactly eleven o’clock noon.
After solving his lunch early, Dak took several golems out of the tower.
Today’s weather was somewhat gloomy, with clouds piled up in the sky, excessive moisture in the air, and a thick dampness, giving the impression that it might rain at any moment.
But such cloudy weather was actually suitable for club recruitment.
The largest organization at Saint Maryann Academy was the Dueling Club, and the most powerful was the Students’ Union.
The Dueling Club existed independently of all other clubs and was the only one that could be joined concurrently.
The Students’ Union was an organization that assisted the school administration, with Vice Principal Shylph as the club advisor.
However, the Students’ Union did not recruit new members.
From second to sixth year, each grade had four class leaders, who were members of the Students’ Union.
Every year, the president of the Students’ Union was selected from these class leaders.
By the way, Dak received an invitation to become a class leader from the Students’ Union this morning but politely declined.
Thus, the Students’ Union had no choice but to seek Dolong’s opinion.
If nothing went wrong, Dolong Teddy would become the class leader of the second year at the Noble Academy.
However, the class leader system at Saint Maryann Academy felt more like a “class monitor” position.
Like a “class monitor,” a “class leader” wasn’t a lifelong role; if their performance was poor or their grades weren’t good enough, they could be removed from office.
…
Recalling the events of the morning, Dak couldn’t help but smile as he walked out of the castle gates.
The midday sun was blocked by white clouds, and the shadows of the castle and towers crisscrossed on the ground.
In front of the castle, representatives from various clubs had gathered.
Each club had a fixed location, with larger clubs having venues in the most prominent and spacious areas.
Smaller clubs generally clustered together in relatively simple environments.
Some smaller clubs, whose numbers had dropped below five after senior students graduated, would even send everyone out, treating the recruitment as a battlefield for survival.
The entire recruitment venue unexpectedly exuded a smoky atmosphere.
As Dak looked around and walked, if not for the lion beast carrying the club recruitment sign behind him, those eager recruitment representatives would have already pounced on him.
Even so, someone stopped him.
“Demon!”
“Good afternoon, Senior Owen.”
Looking at Mike Owen who had cut in from the side, Dak paused slightly.
Under the gaze of the crowd, this now fourth-year noble academy senior naturally brushed back his golden fringe, revealing a set of white teeth and showing off a good spirit.
Beside him was a red-haired senior girl with eyes as beautiful as rubies.
Dak politely withdrew his gaze, restraining his gossiping heart from running wild.
Mike Owen glanced at the sign on the lion beast’s shoulder and asked with some frustration, “You haven’t already created your own club, have you? Even old hands from the upper years aren’t as quick as you.”
Dak laughed and said, “Senior, is there anything wrong?”
“Not really,” Senior Owen sighed. “I just wanted to ask you if you’d consider abandoning your self-created club and joining the Nobility History Research Society instead?”
Dak smiled and said, “I’ve answered this question many times.”
Owen took a deep breath and suddenly lowered his voice, “If you join our Nobility History Research Society, you only need to serve for a year, and when you advance to third year, you’ll be the president!”
Upon hearing this, Maggie, who was beside him, raised her eyebrows.
Among the other clubs watching, some showed looks of surprise.
Clearly, even though Owen deliberately lowered his voice, someone still overheard.
However, making such a promise in public also conveyed sincerity.
Feeling his sincerity, Dak calmly said, “But I’m not really interested in researching nobility history.”
Owen hurriedly said, “We have specialists handling the research on nobility history, and our true…”
Dak suddenly raised his hand to stop him, “Okay, Senior, I’ve made my point clearly.”
Then he patted Owen on the shoulder and continued walking towards the farthest corner of the venue.
Newly formed clubs had no rights.
…
Mike Owen stood there for a long time, and in the end, he was pulled back to the recruitment site of the Nobility History Research Society by his girlfriend.
The Nobility History Research Society was very large and ranked high among the clubs at Saint Maryann Academy.
Their recruitment site was both spacious and luxurious, decorated like a luxurious suite.
Inside the recruitment site, a senior with equally dazzling blond hair was sitting behind a curtain, sipping the recently popular pearl milk tea in the palace.
“It seems you didn’t complete your mission.”
Upon hearing Owen and Maggie’s footsteps, he didn’t even lift his head and said, “I’m sorry, President. Dak Demon has already established the club, and it’s one that both Valkyrie and Hero joined during their student days!”
“That… um, Animal Club?”
“Yes.”
“Then there’s nothing to be done. You all should look for other promising newcomers. I’m going to take a nap.”
Mike Owen looked at the new president, who had almost immediately reclined in the armchair, and couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.
At the beginning of the new semester, this fifth-year student, who had been drifting away from the Noble History Research Society since joining, suddenly took action, kicking out some members led by Angus Jeffrey from the society without any hindrance.
Yes, he had kicked out the president!
And Mike Owen, due to being marginalized by Angus Jeffrey last semester, luckily avoided this fate and even returned to the core of the society’s power.
While other societies were still unaware, the power change in the Noble History Research Society had already taken place silently.
Before that moment arrived, Mike Owen never imagined such a turn of events.
He was worried about his own situation…
But Angus Jeffrey encountered trouble during the holiday, nearly losing his reputation and becoming a laughingstock. Was it natural for him to be replaced?
This new president seemed too lazy.
His reason for kicking out Angus Jeffrey seemed to be just because he couldn’t afford to lose face if Jeffrey continued as president?
…
Dak finally secured a small and shabby spot in the corner.
He then planted his sign on the ground, spread the poster in front of the table, sat down leisurely, patted the tabletop, ready to welcome guests.
One table and one chair were all that this spot offered!
In fact, other spots were also configured like this, except they might be larger and decorated differently.
“Hope to recruit five people today!”
Dak took a deep breath, focusing his gaze.
Then he had the Lion Beast hang the “Solo Sword Sheath” on the sign, standing upright on the other side.
He made the Demon Fox Beast stand behind the sign, acting as a greeter.
He placed Meow Meow and the啃果虫on the table as a lucky cat and fruit bowl.
He had the Baby Blue-Eye Dragon transform into a Dragon Egg at the back, pretending to be a “giant magical animal egg.”
Finally, he sent Deoxys and Eevee out to attract members and the Imp Beast to gather intelligence.
With this setup complete,
The recruitment activity would only start at exactly twelve o’clock.
By then…
Students, who had been waiting eagerly, would pour into the venue like a wave.
The majority would certainly be second-year students eager to join the club, but there would also be first-year students coming to join the fun or prepare for next year.
Additionally, there would be students who hadn’t joined any club yet, or those wanting to leave or transfer clubs.
On the contrary, the recruitment time for the Dueling Club began at two in the afternoon, perfectly avoiding overlap with the club recruitment.
Second-year students had two hours to make an initial choice.
Although the recruitment activities would continue until the end of the weekend, if the club recruited satisfactory new members, they might close up shop early.
So these two hours were very important.
Dak’s goal was to recruit five members within these two hours!
…
But his first guest wasn’t a student looking to join the club.
Before the recruitment started, a crowd had gathered around Dak’s booth.
“You’re not doing this right,” he thought, with black lines appearing on his forehead, forcing a smile.
“So, have you really considered our Literature Club?” asked Helena Tracey, the senior from the Literature Club who had a great relationship with Emma, bending down to look at him with an intimidating presence.
Behind her stood Winny Scaity, the descendant of the Winter Sage!
Dak had a strong impression of this senior Winny and also recognized Tracey.
If they were in a different environment, he would be happy to sit down and have a cup of tea with them, discussing youthful sorrowful literature.
However, now was clearly not the time.
He had to restate, “Senior ladies, please take a good look at my sign. I am here to recruit, not to be recruited!”
But Helena Tracey only smiled and said, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Our little Emma has already promised to join the Literature Club. If you want more opportunities to interact with her…”
Are you trying to seduce me with someone who hasn’t even joined the club yet?
Dak couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, “She and I aren’t in that kind of relationship…”
“That’s right. You don’t know what’s good for you, Dak Demon should join our Astrology Club!”
A bespectacled senior suddenly interjected.
Another woman beside him quickly agreed, “Even a Golem has divination talent. He is destined to be a seer. Only our Astrology Club can provide him with the greatest support!”
Dak’s lips twitched, “Senior, a Golem is a Golem, but I don’t have divination talent.”
The woman from the Astrology Club smirked, “Don’t be modest. Eudora has already revealed to us that you are the Son of the Stars!”
Oh no, what did Eudora tell these people?
Dak couldn’t help opening his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.
He had met these two people just yesterday afternoon.
They tried to lure away his Rose, making it so that his “three-fifths” was about to lose a crucial piece!
As for Eudora, she was made to join the Astrology Club by Professor Metia and could only comply.
“Hey, can you all let me finish speaking? We need to respect the opinions of new members, right? New members from the Sports Club?”
A muscular man who looked like a Knight Academy student suddenly raised his voice, catching Dak’s attention.
Dak turned to look at him, frowning.
It was this person who relentlessly pursued his Diana yesterday!
Despite Diana repeatedly refusing, this senior’s face was as thick as his muscles.
More shamelessly, this senior even prepared a large bag of candy, attempting to corrupt Diana’s iron will!
How shameless!
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