Chapter 719: “Subscribe Request” People Walking Above Fate
Olivia had yet to truly start on Professor Kazel’s experiments, so she didn’t know much about them.
However, since Professor Kazel could borrow her from Alvaraite, he must have already informed her of the details.
It was clearly not one of those minor experiments he often mentioned.
Dark made a simple deduction based on the available information and thought of the “Heart of the Gods,” which had awoken silently in the dungeon, and the timing of “Christmas.”
Christmas, as the name suggests, was the day of the birth of the “Holy.”
Using this special moment to conduct experiments in the secret passages was not difficult to guess.
Last Christmas, Claire Kate abandoned her goals for some reason.
Vlad the vampire, however, completed his revival in the secret passages.
This year’s Christmas…
If the truth was indeed so, what Professor Kazel wanted to do was truly horrifying.
“How does he think?”
After the jest, Dark couldn’t help but ponder deeply.
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Olivia only learned of that possibility from his mouth at this moment, her pink lips slightly pouting, a look of adorable surprise on her face.
Dark rarely saw such an expression on her, so he felt a bit happy and said, “Since you’re here, don’t think too much. I’ll arrange a time for Professor Kazel to bring me along. Hmm… broaden my horizons.”
Nowadays, the signs of the gods awakening were already evident, and each faction had its own moves.
The Duke’s Mansion was making great efforts to collect “Underworld Fire” in order to strengthen their army, but they also had their sights set on the gods behind the “Underworld Fire.”
Before the “Reaper’s Casket” was successfully created, they generally considered collecting as much “Underworld Fire” as possible, hoping to revive the god behind it while it was still weak, then do something significant.
Although this was extremely risky, if they didn’t even have the courage to take risks, there was no point in considering the greater trends afterward.
Of course, now with the “Reaper’s Casket,” the Duke’s Mansion had adjusted their strategy accordingly.
After all, as more and more “Underworld Fire” was consumed by the “Reaper’s Casket,” the amount they controlled would only decrease, making it harder to locate the god later.
On the other hand, the Saint Maryann Academy’s opportunity lay in the “Heart of the Gods” in the dungeon. Professor Kazel, as the main researcher, had been studying it.
Compared to the minor issues caused by “Into the Abyss” within the academy, this was truly insignificant.
Dark and Olivia briefly discussed their speculations before leaving the teacher’s dormitory as night deepened.
One more Christmas gift that required careful consideration!
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The last week before the holiday.
The atmosphere of Christmas was uncontrollably erupting throughout the academy.
Even those students who were desperately working on their assignments participated to some extent, making them even busier.
Students who usually slacked off were now working harder than anyone else.
The library, classrooms, and common room were filled with people buried in work.
Those who had finished their final assignments became relatively relaxed, having more time to consider Christmas, Christmas Eve, and the ball.
During this time, the “Silver Cup” received considerable attention.
Among the remaining three contestants, Emma Maltis and Sarah Swati had always been very eye-catching.
Wit Gold, who had climbed up from the loser’s bracket, gradually regained popularity.
Without Dark’s participation, these top students, comparable to the “Golden Generation,” finally stepped onto the stage to shine.
To win in the final competition, the three contestants were all fully preparing!
In contrast, Dark, who had no worries in this area, felt much more at ease.
December 16th, Monday.
With all his major coursework completed, Dark Demon used the class break to think about the “Astrology Class” assignment.
On the evening of December 19th, they needed to use astrology to perform a divination in the classroom.
But honestly, he was still very confused.
Astrology was unlike alchemy.
Both were complex and profound.
Alchemy could be understood bit by bit through acquired knowledge, eventually grasping it until reaching a bottleneck.
Astrology, however, was more subjective; many theories were vague and hard to grasp.
Both required talent.
If alchemy talent was insufficient, one could only master it to the extent supported by that talent.
And if astrology talent was insufficient, one might see nothing at all!
In terms of divination talent, Dark Demon originally had none.
His divination talent came from the heart bond with the magical beast: Ibut, gradually shared over time.
Just as he had shared some warrior talent from the Lion Beast, opening three chakras in succession.
But this talent shared from magical beasts was even less than that of a golem.
Therefore, at the beginning of the semester, Dark’s divination talent was very shallow, making it difficult to effectively learn astrology.
But as the end of the semester approached, his divination talent underwent fundamental changes.
It was a qualitative change gained after the creation of the magical beast: Destruction God and gradually getting along well.
The divination talent of the magical beast: Destruction God was extremely terrifying, even stronger than the evolved magical beast: Sun Ibut, let alone compared to the magical beast: Ibut.
Thus, after establishing a heart bond with it, even though he only shared a part, he had a new breakthrough in divination talent.
Now, his divination talent might not be inferior to that of the magical beast: Ibut.
Adding his learning ability, he naturally mastered the knowledge of astrology faster than the magical beast: Ibut.
And after crafting the “Flower Card,” this knowledge became even more coherent.
He was already somewhat aware of this, but it remained vague, and he had little confidence in applying astrology.
On the evening of December 19th, he didn’t know how to proceed.
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But the flow of time wouldn’t slow down because of human thoughts.
On December 16th, Professor Shylph talked about holiday precautions in the “Summoning Class,” Professor Kazel further analyzed the assignment in the “Mana Guidance Class,” and Professor Thompson taught a special potion recipe in the “Potion Class.”
After finishing his classes for the day, Dark put aside the “Astrology Class” assignment and continued researching golem crafting with “Meow Meow.”
By evening, he invited Aurora, Victoria, Phoenix, and Olivia for dinner.
Afterward, he took some time to craft a “Ball Invitation,” intending to give it to Senior Pandora after the semester ended.
Crafting the “Ball Invitation” didn’t take much time, so he had some spare time in the evening.
He thought for a moment, and after summarizing several tricky problems in golem crafting, he brought his notebook to visit Professor Kazel.
Professor Kazel patiently helped him solve his doubts.
When he suddenly understood, he casually asked about the “small experiment” on Christmas Eve.
Professor Kazel smiled and said, “How much did you guess?”
Dark briefly explained his guesses.
Professor Kazel nodded but didn’t reveal more information, only saying, “Don’t get lost in the ball on Christmas Eve.”
Dark replied with a “Okay,” his eyes already shining.
He sensed that he might witness a “miracle” that hadn’t happened for millennia.
That would be the opening chapter of a brand-new era ushering in the “Awakening of the Gods!”
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“Some walk under fate.”
“Some step above fate.”
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After talking with Professor Kazel, Dark quickly envisioned what might happen next.
Things that once mattered suddenly seemed less important.
For example, the “third party” in the “Into the Abyss” incident, or the experiments with the “Bliss” deck.
But just when he was completely indifferent, he received a notice for the “Golden Cup” points match the next Tuesday.
His opponent was Wit Gold.
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Since joining the “Golden Cup,” he hadn’t encountered many opponents from the same grade.
The Dueling Club had fixed rules for deciding the schedule of contestants, and it wasn’t just about matching any opponent. Adjustments were minimal after the results came out.
After all, it was impossible for grades other than second-year to face fifth-year and sixth-year students.
Since it was a duel between second-years, there was no reason for further adjustments.
The Dueling Club was indifferent to this.
At the same time, Dark didn’t receive any challenge applications from seniors.
This made him feel quite regretful.
But his duel against Angus Jeffrey demonstrated a high level, and most seniors knew better than to challenge him again.
Even if someone dared to challenge him, they probably wouldn’t bother.
“After all, we’re on vacation!”
“Only Wit Gold left.”
“Well, if it’s just a deck experiment, that works out nicely.”
“Perhaps with luck, I can catch a glimpse of the ‘third party.'”
“The final duel of the first semester for second-years ends with a duel against the ‘Hero.'”
“But if Wit Gold is indeed the ‘third party,’ he might be hiding something.”
“Of course, it’s something he doesn’t even know himself.”
“Don’t underestimate him.”
Dark arrived at the second-year math class, propping his chin up to watch Professor Lily on the podium.
Usually, he was in the first-year math class, but since the end of the semester, it had been entirely handed over to Melnor.
He lowered his head, no longer looking at the podium.
His notebook was densely filled with various exercises.
He had divided the first-year students into multiple groups based on their deficiencies, meticulously organized earlier, and now needed to select parts from the “Math Exercise Book,” add some new ones, and compile multiple targeted exercise books.
This process didn’t take much time.
Handed over to Foster Fernando for photocopying the next day, it would become Christmas gifts.
If the first-year students completed them voluntarily, they should advance further in mathematics.
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After “Math Class,” came “History of Magic” and “Beast Mastery.”
Professor Ryan Hux lectured on major events that occurred on Christmas Day throughout history in “History of Magic.”
Professor Nina emphasized in “Beast Mastery” that students shouldn’t run around during the holidays, especially avoiding the dungeon… judging by her pouting, she was likely ordered by Professor Shylph.
Dark continued writing exercises after class.
As evening approached, he invited Fernando for dinner and handed over several exercise templates.
The matter was settled.
Then came Wednesday, when Professor Heldred Bode erupted in anger in the “Mana Language Class” due to numerous errors in the students’ assignment submissions.
Poor Robert was singled out as a typical example of careless work, losing a significant number of credits.
Moreover, Professor Bode listed names.
All students on the list needed to complete additional homework.
Of course, Professor Bode never hesitated to praise good students.
Thus, as a model student, Dark earned another credit.
Though it was minimal, it was better than nothing.
Next was “Duel Class.”
Professor Pavar Jones required everyone to watch the “Silver Cup” and write an analysis report on the finals, submitting it to the house prefects that evening.
Those wishing to leave school and go home could only wait until Saturday, causing another round of complaints.
In the academy, professors were authorities, and students had no right to oppose.
It was also after “Duel Class” that long-suppressed emotions finally erupted!
The remaining elective classes were ultimately just electives.
In most students’ minds, this marked the start of the holiday.
Second-year students became completely restless as the bell rang.
It was noon on December 18th.
Dark Demon began collecting “Ball Invitations.”
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He had thought that after being rejected last year, there would be fewer this year.
But reality proved that it was a completely vain hope.
The invitations or love letters he received this year were even twice as many as last year.
First-year students seemed generous in giving their math teaching assistant a chance to invite them to dance.
Upon returning to his dorm, Dark saw the overflowing letters jammed in the door, momentarily feeling dizzy.
Wanting to give up.
He didn’t really want to reply anymore.
Unqualified King of the Sea.
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In no time, it was December 19th.
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