Chapter 730 Happy Lantern Festival – Dark Demon’s Bold Assumption 5k
“I’ll do it.”
Dark took the teacup, picked up the teapot, and began pouring tea for everyone present.
Professor Shylph nodded slightly and returned to her seat.
Tonight’s events were still within expectations… Of course, there were also unexpected aspects.
Regarding these incidents happening within the academy, the professors usually prefer to resolve them internally.
In principle, Saint Maryann Academy does not belong to any country; it has its own discretion and does not need to be accountable to any nation.
However, since the academy has set an “anchor” at the border of the kingdom and has good relations with the kingdom, cooperating in several areas, it occasionally makes compromises.
But if such incidents happen too frequently, they would clearly have a negative impact on the academy’s reputation.
So everything that can be suppressed will be suppressed.
As for today’s incident, if one doesn’t delve into its deeper meaning, the apparent victims are only two—whether Wit Gold himself counts as a victim remains uncertain for now.
Professor Shylph is very meticulous when judging such matters.
Although Wit Gold exhibited an unawareness of the “second consciousness” during that duel,
it cannot be ruled out that this might be some form of “acting.”
Before the formal review, it’s impossible to determine what role he played in this incident.
“What a pity Professor Kazel isn’t here.”
Thinking of this, Professor Shylph couldn’t help but rub her brow.
For this type of review, Professor Kazel’s ability to read minds is very important.
Unfortunately, Professor Kazel’s mind has long been elsewhere.
Compared to what he is focused on, these current matters are merely trivial.
But fortunately, there is an alternative…
Professor Shylph looked up at Dark Demon, who was pouring tea, and her eyes showed a hint of relief.
…
The atmosphere remained somewhat heavy.
Even though Dark poured tea for everyone, it didn’t alleviate much of the tension.
He finally sat down next to Eve and whispered a few words, then learned that Eve had been sent by Alvaraite.
Eve and Olivia, Eve was the main person in charge this time, while Olivia was just accompanying her.
However, with the closure of the wind barrier, the connection between Eve and Irina was quietly severed, so she could only report to Alvaraite afterward.
Of course, since Professor Shylph allowed them to come along, it meant she tacitly approved of her sending out intelligence.
In fact, if this event turned out as bad as she feared, it might require assistance from the kingdom’s side.
Dark merely understood Eve’s intentions and guessed Professor Shylph’s thoughts.
And in this situation, the one who should not be sitting here is Hephaestus.
But since this person is already here, it wouldn’t be good to drive him away. At least Hephaestus is considered part of the team, being almost a professor.
Dark poured himself a cup of black tea, lightly sniffed the aroma, and his gaze shifted to Wit Gold, who was sitting alone in a chair.
Wit Gold, who had just experienced another significant defeat in life, visibly trembled nervously with his left leg.
Perhaps he hadn’t yet connected the dots of this incident, but he sensed something ominous—first, he thought of Robert’s past ordeal, then speculated whether he too had been possessed by a vampire.
But after checking his deck and card pack upon leaving, he discovered several unfamiliar yet strangely familiar, terrifying magic cards!
With the sudden closure of the “second consciousness,” the existence of these magic cards could no longer be hidden.
Wit knew that Robert obtained several magic cards after the vampire possession incident.
But compared to the dozens of magic cards in his hands, Robert’s few cards were completely different in level!
The more he looked, the more alarmed and afraid he became, sensing an indescribable fear enveloping him.
Before he could figure it out, Professor Shylph appeared before him.
He became the subject of the investigation.
…
Among those present, three were completely unaware of the current event.
But Professor Shylph clearly did not intend to explain to them.
When the tea in the cup lowered to less than a centimeter below the rim, Professor Shylph finally spoke: “Dark, prepare yourself.”
She didn’t say it explicitly, but Dark understood her meaning.
“In the name of Dark Demon, Mana Summoning—[Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes].”
Dark silently invoked the spell.
The clear goddess, whose third eye was concealed by her bangs, materialized beside him.
[Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes] was actually celebrating with the pink fluffy rabbits until now; they hadn’t left the dueling arena, planning to watch another duel.
But she quickly adjusted her state, and in a blink, sat down properly beside Dark, looking meticulous and disciplined.
The situation here was quite clear; [Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes] immediately knew her task upon sitting down.
Without saying anything, she glanced at Wit Gold, who was seated in the “criminal’s position.”
Wit Gold suddenly felt a sharp gaze piercing his cheek; he sharply looked into the eyes of [Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes], seeing only clarity like water and coldness like ice.
“Wit.”
Professor Shylph’s voice made him retract his gaze.
He responded somewhat awkwardly, “Professor.”
Professor Shylph said seriously, “Do you know why you’re sitting here?”
The corner of Wit Gold’s eye swept past the right hand of the Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes, and he suddenly said sternly, “I thought you were at least an honest child.”
Wit Gold’s body trembled, and instinctively he looked towards Ophelia Brad, who was sitting on the sofa, with a pleading gaze.
But the current expression of the Blood Princess was even more serious than that of Professor Shylph, and she did not give him any response.
Immediately, Wit felt that he might have unknowingly committed some unforgivable mistake, and his nervousness grew heavier in his heart.
“Gurgle.”
He couldn’t help but swallow his saliva and opened his mouth, saying, “S-Surely, I haven’t been possessed by something, have I?”
The Magical Beast: Goddess of Heartful Eyes formed an ‘O’ with her index finger and thumb, indicating that Wit wasn’t lying.
Professor Shylph sighed slightly and said, “So, do you have any thoughts on what might have possessed you?”
Wit tried his best to think and carefully gave two examples: “A vampire? A brain fluid demon?”
Professor Shylph asked, “Do you know about brain fluid demons?”
Wit nodded, saying, “I seem to know a bit. Fern Morse was parasitized by a brain fluid demon… Could it be me who did it?”
Halfway through his words, Wit suddenly exclaimed in shock.
Then he noticed that the entire room had fallen silent.
Professor Shylph still had a stern face, Dark and his golem showed indifferent expressions, Professor Metia’s smile seemed to deepen, Sister Carrian didn’t make much movement, and Ophelia’s expression became increasingly grim.
As for the other three people, he didn’t know why they were here.
Wit’s observational skills were actually quite sharp; he quickly detected a terrifying fact from everyone’s reactions.
—The incident involving senior student Fern Morse was likely something he had done!
“Then that day, the academy started investigating because of me?”
“Brain fluid demon… demon race… mana cards… Angus Jeffrey…”
Wit recalled the mana cards in his deck and captured an even more terrifying fact: “T-That, could it be that the matter involving senior student Angus Jeffrey was also something I did?”
Although the matter involving Angus Jeffrey was not openly discussed, the students had many speculations, and given that he had been away from school for several days, the rumors naturally spread.
Many people had already equated the events surrounding Angus Jeffrey with those of Fern Morse, which is why Wit asked this question.
However, Professor Shylph shook her head and said, “If you did it, you can’t escape. If you didn’t do it, you can’t bear such responsibility. Cooperate fully, answer whatever I ask.”
Wit couldn’t help but look at Ophelia Brad again.
This time, Ophelia finally reacted, nodding gently at him.
Wit felt slightly relieved but still answered Professor Shylph’s questions with unease.
…
This was a prolonged review.
Professor Shylph’s questions spanned the entire semester.
Based on the timeline she obtained from Fern Morse and Angus Jeffrey, she questioned Wit in detail.
Particularly, she focused on events that occurred at night.
With the experience provided by Angus Jeffrey and confirming that Wit Gold had a “second consciousness,” Professor Shylph’s questions now had clear logical lines.
In this back-and-forth questioning, Wit Gold’s expression became increasingly grim.
He finally understood why he would feel exhausted upon waking up at certain times, and why sometimes he would stagger and feel dizzy—symptoms of severe blood loss!
Wit Gold always added his own blood during mana card creation, considering it his unique secret.
But of course, he couldn’t draw a whole tube of blood every day; he could only drip one drop at most.
Sometimes, however, he would feel significantly drained…
Now, in the questioning, he finally realized the reason behind it all—he always “woke up” late at night, secretly entering the secret passage to cultivate demons with Angus Jeffrey and conduct creation experiments.
During these endless nights of work, Angus Jeffrey’s spirit gradually wore down, his health deteriorating, and dark circles under his eyes deepened.
However, he probably spent less time in the secret passage than Angus Jeffrey did, and his constitution was clearly better, so his dark circles weren’t as deep, and there were no significant outward signs of abnormality.
Of course, the symptoms of severe blood loss were hard to hide.
Perhaps due to instinct, he subconsciously ate some blood-supplementing food, although he originally didn’t like such foods.
…
“Blood…?”
After listening to the entire review process, Dark pondered for a moment and suddenly had an idea.
Moments later, he thought somewhat determinedly, “No wonder, using the same reference as The Abyss Walkers, Angus Jeffrey managed to successfully cultivate demon limbs, while I couldn’t… Is it because I lacked blood?”
The “blood” here certainly wasn’t just any kind of blood.
Dark was very clear that Wit’s blood was special.
Now that the Demon King’s blood inside Ophelia Brad had been removed, he was likely the only human left with Demon King’s blood.
“The Demon King obtained almost all the characteristics and abilities of the demon race through the method of creating containers.”
“In more scientific terms, it itself is a walking gene bank.”
“Therefore, if the Demon King escapes, it can recreate an entire race of demons.”
“Wit’s lineage, when seriously considered, belongs to the second-generation relative of the Demon King.”
The purity of the bloodline is certainly not something a general container could rival.
“Hero’s blood, Demon King’s blood, possessing both light and darkness, these features indeed seem to be those of a protagonist.”
Dark continued listening while pondering deeply.
“The blood of Wit contains almost all the factors of the Demons, likely a necessary element for cultivating them. The ‘Into the Abyss’ did not mention this… Without Demon King’s blood, even if the knowledge in ‘Into the Abyss’ were printed and distributed randomly, it would be of limited use.”
“From this perspective, the value of that book is quite limited. I cannot possibly ask him for a drop or two of blood when I want to cultivate some Demon parts… Sigh!”
“So who wrote that book then?”
“Could it be that it was written by Wit’s second consciousness?”
…
More and more information flooded into Dark’s mind, gradually filling in the gaps. He finally began to grasp the general situation of what was happening now.
Then he realized another issue, one that involved his long-held premonitions and speculations.
Firstly, he believed that Wit’s “second consciousness” was likely to have significant origins, similar to the “dark game.” The most obvious candidate would undoubtedly be the “Demon King!”
Professor Shylph might have thought of this too, but she didn’t directly point it out, instead indirectly supporting her theory.
However, without awakening that “second consciousness,” these indirect proofs seemed rather weak.
But solving the mystery originally relied on bold assumptions.
Bold assumptions, careful verification.
And if we assume that Wit’s “second consciousness” is the Demon King, then there is an issue: When was this “second consciousness” born?
It couldn’t have been after the school term started.
The correct judgment should be last Christmas.
Because, the Demon King “died” last Christmas.
This means that when they were still guessing where the Demon King would reappear and in what state, the Demon King had already quietly resurrected within Wit Gold’s body…
Thinking about it carefully, this truly creates a chilling feeling.
If the Demon King hadn’t gone mad, Wit’s consciousness might have been immediately occupied…
No, in the original story, this might lead to a Bad End.
And there must be a way to solve this matter.
Thus, although Wit became the container for the Demon King’s resurrection, he wouldn’t be possessed by the Demon King’s consciousness. The subsequent plot might revolve around his struggle with the Demon King’s consciousness.
Of course, the Demon King wouldn’t tell Wit that he is the Demon King. The twists, secrets, and battles of wits would surely be interesting.
But based on the overall plot framework, that sliver of Demon King’s consciousness is likely just a fragment of his soul.
The Demon King must have other main consciousnesses—otherwise, who would be the final enemy for Wit, the protagonist, to defeat?
…
Thinking here, Dark suddenly had an epiphany, hypothesizing a method from the original game for Wit to defeat the Demon King.
“If he could turn the Demon King’s fragment against him, could he use that fragment as a foundation to devour the Demon King’s main soul? In this case, the Demon King would not die again… If he does not die, he obviously cannot be resurrected.”
…
Dark’s thoughts became increasingly broad. He felt he had deduced the complete plot of the original story.
And according to the final plot framework, these events happening in the academy now are likely due to his arrival.
At this time, Wit definitely has no means to resist the erosion of the Demon King’s consciousness… Moreover, compared to the original story, the “Demon King’s consciousness” in his mind should be complete, just somewhat “brain-damaged.”
If that “Demon King’s consciousness” had not become “brain-damaged” due to last Christmas’s event, he might already be gone.
As for the method Wit used in the original story to resist the erosion of the Demon King’s consciousness… Dark already had an idea.
“It’s the ‘Technique of the Shadow God’!”
In that moment, Dark felt a sudden enlightenment in his heart.
Then came the sense of satisfaction from sorting out the truth from chaotic clues.
He really wanted to reach out to the mirror and say firmly, “There is only one truth, and the culprit is you!”
…
Of course, the above deductions are currently only a bold hypothesis, lacking the process of careful verification.
But trying to lure out Wit’s “second consciousness” this time will be quite difficult.
But if the above deductions are correct, the trouble Wit is about to face may be the biggest in history.
Even if the Demon King’s consciousness lost its memory and became somewhat “brain-damaged,” he is still the Demon King!
If this fact is exposed, how can Saint Maryann Academy protect him?
Or, will they choose to protect him?
That’s not right.
The academy can also choose to extract that “second consciousness” from his body.
Only, Wit’s situation is certainly different from Angus Jeffrey. If the academy wants to extract that “second consciousness” from him, they would probably have to conduct a “soul cutting” experiment.
That “second consciousness” is not just a consciousness; it is a “second soul”!
Depending on the degree of integration, the soul-cutting experiment could potentially cause irreparable damage to him.
…
“Show me your Mana Card Deck.”
Professor Shylph said to Wit.
…
[Took a three-hour nap, went up the mountain to deliver a lantern, picked up a tail, today was a meaningful day, woof woof for votes~]
