Chapter 864: The Guide of Benevolence and the Cold Saint Son
The difficulty of crafting the [Transfiguration Spell] was indeed too high, leading to the immediate failure of the attempt to research and develop the [Transformation] magic card.
However, during the course of his research, Dak discovered that he already possessed sufficient knowledge to convert the [Ultimate Skill · Drink Milk] into a magic card.
[Drink Milk], as a [Capital Sin] skill derived from the [Big Milk Jar], was one of the most thoroughly analyzed ultimate skills in his past research, surpassing even the [Ultimate Skill · Transformation].
Moreover, [Drink Milk] had a distinct [Capital Sin] characteristic, being an exclusive ultimate skill of the [Big Milk Jar], one of the Bliss golems.
With this foundation, he could completely transform [Drink Milk] into a [Capital Sin · Magic Card] that any Bliss golem could activate and release!
Though this method was unconventional, it was indeed a promising new path.
Furthermore, based on [Bliss], he also had enough [Moon Goddess Version Bliss] or [Paradise Version Bliss] for experimental consumption.
Developing new magic cards with ample knowledge was actually quite enjoyable.
However, Dak did not spend the entire morning on this task.
In fact, at nine in the morning, he received a notification from Professor Shylph, forcing him to change into school uniform and head out.
“Good morning, Professor Shylph.”
After pushing open the office door, Dak greeted somewhat helplessly.
Behind the desk, Professor Shylph lifted her pen, saying, “Good morning, Dak. It seems your sleep wasn’t affected by what happened this morning?”
“Professor, actually, I was affected,” Dak walked over to the sofa and sighed, “So, calling me here is because of the people from the Secret Rite Academy?”
A slight curve formed at the corners of Professor Shylph’s mouth as she said, “Yes. Archbishop Caleb Norris mentioned that their Saint Son and Saint Maiden need a guide, so I thought of you.”
Dak said, “But, Professor, I have a match this afternoon.”
Professor Shylph replied, “That’s perfect. You can take the exchange students to tour our Outdoor Duel Arena. They mentioned wanting to watch the opening ceremony of the [Golden Cup].”
Dak responded, “So, this is why they came so early?”
Professor Shylph said, “I’m curious about that too. Can you ask them on my behalf?”
Dak: “…”
Professor Sarah Shylph has recently become rather annoying.
…
Dak took a deep breath and asked, “Then, Professor, where are our Chief Archbishop and the Saint Son and Saint Maiden now? And how about their accommodation?”
Professor Shylph said, “Archbishop Caleb Norris is staying in the guest room of the Teacher’s Dormitory. The four exchange students he brought will be assigned to different houses and dormitories according to school rules through the House Sorting Ceremony. The sorting ceremony is scheduled for tomorrow evening’s welcome party, and there will be notifications then. However, before that, try not to spread it around. Of course, this is Archbishop Norris’s request. Also, they should be wandering somewhere in the academy right now.”
Hearing this, Dak frowned and said, “Just letting them wander like that, is that okay?”
Professor Shylph calmly said, “That’s your job.”
Dak questioned, “I can’t always follow them around.”
Professor Shylph said, “That’s true. A whole month is enough time for them to explore the academy. My intention is to ensure their safety and prevent them from entering dangerous areas. The Church’s emphasis on these two Saint Son and Saint Maiden might be greater than we imagine. From what I’ve observed today, it seems plausible that the Church genuinely proposed this exchange program to foster their growth.”
“Is it really that significant?” Dak pondered, “Then, Archbishop Caleb Norris is truly here just to protect them?”
Professor Shylph shook her head and said, “It’s not necessarily so. Just like us, they might have multiple purposes. In any case, you don’t need to worry about Archbishop Norris. Professor Harvey mentioned he wants to chat with him.”
Dak was stunned, “Professor, you’re sending a necromancer to handle the Church’s Chief Archbishop?”
Professor Shylph immediately denied, “Let me reiterate, Professor Harvey wanted to talk to Archbishop Norris.”
“Alright, alright.” Dak said, “I’ll go find them. By the way, can I bring some helpers?”
Professor Shylph directly named, “Aurora.”
Dak couldn’t help but smile, “Then, Aurora it is.”
Professor Shylph doesn’t trust Diana at all.
Despite Diana being easier to get along with her peers…
Well, that’s the reason.
Even Rose got involved.
But Aurora and the Saint Maiden are both first-year students, making her more suitable.
Dak pulled out his Professor Card and sent a notification to Aurora.
He continued chatting and waiting in Professor Shylph’s office until Aurora knocked on the door.
“Here I am.”
“Here I am.”
Aurora entered and said to Professor Shylph, “Good morning, Professor Shylph. What task do you have for me?”
Professor Shylph pointed at Dak and said, “He called you here. Also, the Saint Son should be near the Hall, and the Saint Maiden is near the back garden.”
“The Saint Son and Saint Maiden?” Aurora frowned, sensing the complexity of the situation.
Dak waved his hand and led Aurora out of the office.
He explained, “The Secret Rite Academy team arrived at five this morning. Since they are newcomers, they need a guide.”
Aurora slightly raised her head and asked, “So, am I here to be the guide?”
Dak shook his head and smiled, “No, I’m the guide. You’ll be my assistant for now.”
Aurora pondered briefly and nodded, “Then, where should we start?”
Dak said, “Let’s start with the Hall.”
…
Despite claiming confidentiality, Saint Son Evan Pearson and his guardian knight did not deliberately hide their whereabouts.
After moving their luggage into Archbishop Norris’s guest room, they changed into matching school uniforms—currently the noble academy uniform.
Saint Son’s demeanor did not seem particularly unique; he and his guardian knight blended perfectly into the Saint Maryann Academy community and remained undetected.
When Dak found Evan Pearson and his guardian knight in front of the Hall, they were admiring the paintings hung on the walls.
Evan Pearson had thick brown curly hair, handsome features, a slender build, and a cold expression.
His surface demeanor was almost indistinguishable from that of a typical student from the Noble Academy.
No wonder he hadn’t been exposed yet.
Dak and Aurora exchanged glances, and Dak stepped forward alone.
As he approached, Evan Pearson’s guardian knight subtly moved behind him, positioning himself as protection.
Dak glanced at the guardian knight, who was clearly taller than his peers but not particularly robust. His slightly tilted face revealed a scholarly air.
“A strategist-type character?”
Dak guessed and raised his hand to greet, “Hello, may I ask if you are Mr. Pearson and Mr. Smith?”
Tommy Smith was the name of this guardian knight.
According to the records, he was over seventeen years old, studying in the fifth year of the Holy Knights Academy at the Secret Rite Academy, ranking third.
The Secret Rite Academy strictly adhered to hierarchy, placing great importance on rankings.
Being the third seat meant only two individuals were stronger than him in overall ability.
Tommy Smith turned around only after Dak actively asked, squinting his eyes and asking, “Who are you?”
At the same time, the Saint Son Evan Pearson also turned around, observing coldly.
Dak felt their gaze and smiled, “Second-year student Dak Demon from the Noble Academy, here to welcome you on behalf of the Vice Principal.”
“Demon? Is that the Demon?” Pearson said coldly.
Dak smiled, “I believe so.”
Evan Pearson stepped out from behind Tommy Smith, extending his hand towards Dak, “Since you are from the Demon family… I am Evan Pearson, also a second-year student.”
Dak shook his hand, saying, “It’s an honor to meet you.”
Evan Pearson responded, “Likewise.”
They then released each other’s hands.
Tommy Smith retreated behind Evan Pearson, dutifully serving as background.
Evan Pearson did not introduce him in his words.
Dak quickly assumed the role of a guide, smiling, “Pearson, are you interested in our academy’s Hall?”
Evan Pearson coldly replied, “No, I heard that Saint Maryann Academy students undergo their House Sorting Ceremony here, so I was curious.”
Dak casually said, “There’s no need to be curious; you’ll be up there tomorrow.”
Evan Pearson’s tone stuttered, unable to speak for a moment.
Dak’s lips curled upward, continuing, “Do you have a particular interest in any of our academy’s houses?”
Evan Pearson then said, “Frankly, I am more interested in the Mana Academy. I heard that students there have a strong thirst for knowledge and are well-versed in many subjects. I respect knowledge.”
Dak puzzled, “Pearson, aren’t you from a noble background?”
Evan Pearson still spoke in a calm tone, “Call me Evan. Although I come from a noble background, it does not define me entirely; it is merely one of the myriad factors that make up who I am.”
Dak smiled, “What about your Saint Son identity?”
Evan Pearson: “Of course… Well…”
“Dak Demon!” Tommy Smith suddenly interrupted.
Dak turned his head, puzzled, “What is it, Tommy Smith? Are you asking me to wash my hands?”
Tommy Smith’s gaze turned sharp, “Demon, I think Vice Principal Shylph didn’t send you here to make things difficult for us.”
Dak frowned, puzzled, “Smith, what makes you think that? Do you see only malice?”
“Smith!” Evan Pearson suddenly raised his hand, stopping Tommy Smith from continuing.
Then he remained cold, “I am willing to believe that Demon has good intentions.”
Dak relaxed his frown and smiled, “Exactly. Some people shouldn’t judge others by themselves.”
He then looked at Tommy Smith, who continued to show hostility, and warmly said, “Evan, is there anything else you want to see? Our academy’s greatest treasure is its library. You might visit it frequently in the coming month.”
“I’ve heard of Saint Maryann Academy’s library,” Evan Pearson said, shaking his head, “But since you are here, I hope you can take me to meet your Hero.”
Dak narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “Our academy does not have a Hero. But if you mean the descendants of a deceased Hero, I’m not sure if he has left the academy.”
Evan Pearson raised his head, his eyes gleaming, “He is still here. I inquired with Vice Principal Shylph. The exchange student group centered around the Hero will depart this afternoon. I hope to meet him before he leaves.”
Dak said, “I’ll ask him if he is willing to come.”
Evan Pearson naturally said, “He will definitely agree, after all, I am the Saint Son.”
Dak smiled, turned his back to him, and drew out the [Professor Card].
Two minutes later, he put away the [Professor Card] and turned around, “Fortunately, he is available now. We need to meet him in the Common Room of the Knight Academy Tower.”
“Knight Academy’s tower…” Evan Pearson frowned, “Isn’t that full of Knight Academy students?”
Dak said, “Of course, that is the Knight Academy’s student dormitory.”
Evan Pearson frowned, “Can we meet somewhere else?”
Dak said, “I understand your concerns, but unfortunately… when I contacted Wit Gold, there seemed to be many people around him.”
Evan Pearson’s expression stiffened, and after a moment, he said, “In that case…”
“Hold on.” Dak suddenly raised his hand and turned to look down the corridor.
Aurora ran over and whispered quickly into his ear.
After hearing this, Dak straightened up and said, “It looks like we won’t be able to meet at the Knight Academy Tower.”
Evan Pearson’s attention was drawn to Aurora, and he subconsciously asked, “Why?”
Dak glanced at him and said, “We need to go to the back garden first.”
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