The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　"It seems the entrance to the passage will shift. There are eight stone tables, and each table has eight stone stools. Only by choosing the correct eight stone stools can you enter the Traveler's Street."

　He glanced at the red-faced Redneck and Witt, then sat down on a stone stool at another stone table that no one had sat at before.

　He was very patient, and only after everyone at the other tables had failed did he slightly wiggle his hips and disappear from the spot.

　……

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Chapter 14 Emma Metis Wants to Try to Change

　The same lake, the same pavilion in the middle of the lake.

　But after stepping out of the pavilion in the middle of the lake and crossing the garden-style bridge, one arrives at a completely new world.

　What comes rushing in is...

　Yes, it's the air of freedom! o（?≧≦）ツ┏-┓

　Students no longer need to abide by outdated school rules; a single costume-themed magic card can make you look incredibly stylish.

　"Get out of here, school uniform!"

　Dak even saw a senior student who usually liked to pretend to be serious suddenly scream on the spot.

　Her school uniform, which had covered every important part of her body, instantly transformed into a black, fitted, lace dress with puff sleeves that revealed a lot of her shoulders and collarbone.

　Another senior, who had a watermelon-shaped haircut and looked honest and unassuming, transformed his watermelon-shaped haircut into a slicked-back hairstyle by combing his hair with a magic card as he walked off the bridge.

　His school uniform was transformed into a blazer that showed off his physique.

　The magic card in her hand transformed into a vibrant red rose.

　He tucked the red rose into his breast pocket and walked with a powerful stride, showing no trace of his previous rustic appearance.

　Dressing up, playing games, dating, shopping, drinking, singing and dancing...

　Traveler's Street is like a fairy village that is completely different from Saint Marian, and has everything that Saint Marian does not have!

　And all you need to enjoy these things to the fullest is a tiny bit of credits!

　……

　Although the Academy Cup is held every academic year, no one really holds back at the beginning of the semester just to compete at the end of the academic year.

　Moreover, there's a saying that circulates within St. Marian that's not so applicable to the general public—the more you use it, the more you earn!

　However, since there are indeed a few role models, many people habitually use this as an excuse to convince themselves to indulge in excessive consumption.

　Of course, there are also those who can't even indulge in their spending!

　……

　When Dak ran into Witt and Robert again after taking a short detour around Traveller's Street, the two were walking out of a toy store looking dejected.

　Clearly, the credits they've lost are not enough to buy the toys they want.

　Dak didn't have much time to pay attention to others, so he only glanced at them before striding away.

　Thus, he failed to see another high-achieving student who happened to be passing by—Emma Metis—being entangled with two underachievers.

　……

　Emma originally came to Traveler's Street to find some miscellaneous books that weren't in the academy library. But on the way, she suddenly spotted Dark looking like he was searching for something, and instinctively followed him.

　However, he ended up getting entangled with Witt and Robert.

　Enraged, Emma retorted, "So, isn't it your own problem that you don't have enough credits? A normal person should have 480 credits even without ever having earned any. What about you?"

　Witt awkwardly replied, "I... 250..."

　Robert blushed again: "Emma, ​​we just want to borrow 5 credits from you! That's easy for you, isn't it? We'll pay you back on Monday!"

　Witt glanced at the new magic chess set displayed in the store and couldn't help but say, "Just 5 points short!"

　Emma looked at this classmate who called himself the "Son of a Hero" and suddenly felt a little sad.

　Then an idea immediately came to mind.

　Her brows furrowed again, and she suddenly said seriously, "I can lend it to you, but you must repay me double. And for every day you delay, you'll have to repay double the credits! The second day is double the first day, the third day is double the second day, and so on. I only accept payments in full at once. If you agree, I'll lend it to you, with your Sorting Card as proof!"

　Robert immediately agreed without hesitation: "I'll give you 10 points tomorrow, 20 points the day after, and 40 points on Monday. That's just two classes each, no problem!"

　Although Witt sensed something was amiss, his eagerness to buy the Magic Chess set made him subconsciously ignore the oddity.

　Using their college cards as proof, the two signed the contract and immediately rushed into the toy store to buy the latest magical chess set that could sing, dance, and rap!

　……

　at the same time.

　After wandering around for a long time, Dak finally found a shop that specializes in magical instruments—Morgan Shop.

　The traveler's street is filled with all kinds of general stores, and many cheap items can be bought in any of them.

　However, the "Magic Dropper" is an alchemical tool that requires a high level of expertise and is very expensive. It can only be purchased in specialized shops.

　It took Dak a while to find Morgan's shop, nestled between two jewelry stores.

　He pushed open the long-neglected wooden door and immediately smelled a musty, damp odor.

　"Little one, don't touch it. You can't afford to pay for it if you break it."

　Morgan, the one-eyed man behind the counter, only needed to lift his blindfold to peek out before he knew that Dark must be a freshman.

　How many credits can a freshman earn in a month?

　Morgan knew it all too well.

　He bluntly told him to leave: "The cheapest thing in our store costs over a thousand credits, which is not something a freshman like you can afford."

　Dark glanced at the test tube sets on the shelf and suddenly asked, "This one set of test tubes costs a thousand credits?"

　"This……"

　One-Eyed Morgan was truly stumped by the question, and after a long while, he angrily said, "How come this set of temperature-controlled magic test tubes isn't worth a thousand?"

　Dark: "And what about this beaker, this flask, this evaporating dish?"

　One-Eyed Morgan slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly: "Mind your own business!"

　Dak shook his head. It seemed that the boss had a bad temper and was a bit childish. It was also possible that he just happened to be there during his period.

　He stopped arguing with One-Eyed Morgan and started looking at the shelves.

　There are test tubes and beakers, so there's no reason why there shouldn't be a dropper, right?

　"Flaming Crucible, Demonic Alcohol Lamp, Magical Separator... Transforming Glass Rod, Magic Dropper..."

　This magic dropper must be a lower-grade product of the magic brain dropper; it can only absorb a little magic power.

　A dropper is a short tube with a constricted end and a rubber bulb at the other end, used to measure liquid by the number of drops.

　However, in the crafting of magic cards, they are often used to absorb magic power, knowledge, thoughts... and even souls!

　Legend has it that a mage will infuse his soul into a magic card to create a magical spirit with an intelligence level of 3.0!

　The brain-absorbing dropper that Dark wanted was one grade lower than the soul-absorbing dropper.

　It's not one of those rare items that you can't buy.

　But there was definitely nothing on the shelf!

　He had to go to the counter and wake up the one-eyed Morgan who was awkwardly pretending to be asleep.

　"Hello, sir. Do you have any magic droppers?"

　One-Eyed Morgan didn't even look up: "What would a freshman like you need that for?"

　Darke maintained the necessary politeness: "Experiment."

　One-Eyed Morgan looked up with a strange expression, but still said, "Wait a minute, I'll go inside and take a look."

　A moment later, he actually produced a magic dropper, though it wasn't in very good condition.

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Chapter 15 Darkdemon's arrogance was already showing.

　Dark glanced at the mind-control dropper in One-Eyed Morgan's hand and frowned: "Why does this mind-control dropper look so sickly?"

　One-Eyed Morgan casually remarked, "It just looks like that after being left out for a long time."

　Then he added, "You can't afford the good ones anyway."

　They never say anything nice, only spouting nonsense!

　After a month of trials, Dak was no longer easily angered by such trivial matters: "Let me see it."

　One-Eyed Morgan then handed over the magic brain dropper.

　Dak pinched the neck of the magic dropper on both sides and pulled it close to his eyes for a closer look.

　The brain of this magical dropper is old; it doesn't look like it's just "left out for too long."

　He had studied this thing carefully before.

　The Demon Brain Dropper is alive. Although its intelligence level is only 0.1, which is basically the same as that of a paramecium, all living things are subject to birth, aging, sickness and death.

　The normal lifespan of a Magic Brain Dropper is 10 years. In other words, this Magic Brain Dropper probably doesn't have much time left!

　He couldn't help but ask, "How many years has it lived?"

　Only then did One-Eyed Morgan look at Darkl properly, and unexpectedly uttered a very precise number: "Eight years and six months."

　"Is there only a dozen or so months left to live? It's not unacceptable."

　After thinking carefully for a moment, Dak looked up and said, "Name your price."

　One-Eyed Morgan grinned: "Cheng Hui, 1000 credits."

　In reality, alchemical tools of the caliber of a magic dropper are not something that can be bought with a mere 1000 credits, even if one only has one year left to live!

　One-Eyed Morgan quoted that price simply to prove that Dark couldn't afford 1000 credits!

　In other words, it's all for the purpose of disgusting people!

　But Dac was unaware of this; he thought it was a normal price and even haggled over it several times.

　Seeing that One-Eyed Morgan was sticking to his price and wouldn't budge, Dark had no choice but to say helplessly, "1000 it is, take it."

　One-Eyed Morgan then asked suspiciously, "Pay first."

　Dark reached out and pulled out his Sorting Card, then looked at him.

　One-Eyed Morgan hesitated for a moment before taking out the merchant card that Saint Marian had specially prepared for merchants.

　Dark placed the Sorting Card on top of the Merchant Card, and with a mere thought, transferred 1000 credits from the Sorting Card to One-Eyed Morgan's Merchant Card.

　One-Eyed Morgan picked up the merchant card and examined it closely, his gaze growing increasingly strange.

　He simply couldn't understand how a freshman who had only been in school for less than a month could have accumulated a full 1000 credits.

　But the water poured out, the words spoken, if 1000 are spoken, then 1000 are spoken.

　He never intended to renege on his promise.

　Next, he took an empty bottle from the cabinet, filled it with water, placed the magic dropper in the water, screwed on the cap, and handed it to Dark.

　"Take it."

　Dak blinked, took the bottle, and turned to leave.

　But just as he reached the door, he heard Morgan's voice from behind.

　"Wait, what's your name?"

　“Dark Dimon”.

　……

　1000 credits is a considerable burden for Dac.