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

　Then a magical mass blocked the syringe on [Poison Baby's] head, preventing [Poison Baby's] "greeting" behavior.

　Failed instantly.

　"Professor," Dark said, "if there's no better way, I may have to resort to drastic measures."

　Professor Cazell asked, "What drastic measures?"

　Dark said expressionlessly, "Just like you just did, plug its syringe."

　[Poison Baby] immediately started shaking his hands violently: "Baby Baby!"

　After a while, Professor Cazell bribed Baby with a chocolate chip cookie, causing it to move towards the beaker.

　Some pigment was sprayed out, and the test began.

　"I heard you're going to face off against sixth-graders this afternoon," he asked casually.

　Dark was somewhat surprised: "Professor, how did you know?"

　Professor Cazell smiled and said, "Thompson told me."

　"Professor Thompson?" Darke pondered. "He knows James Gardson's students."

　Professor Cazell said, "It wasn't him, it was someone else—a potions professor—who knew him. James Gardson, that's his name. He's supposedly that professor's student."

　Dark exclaimed in surprise, "So you're the professor's student? Then I'm in grave danger this afternoon!"

　Professor Kazel smiled and said, "Do you need me to teach you how to concoct a few spell cards or potion cards for antidotes?"

　Is this the law?

　Dark shook his head and said, "After this duel."

　The spell cards and potion cards used for antidotes will always be useful, no matter when they are crafted.

　He always makes sure to prepare extra.

　But he wants to fight this afternoon himself.

　Professor Cazell said no more: "The experiment to separate the souls of Witt Gaud and Number One has reached a critical moment. You can go and take a look."

　Darke was immediately invigorated and asked, "When?"

　Professor Cazell said, "It'll be in the next couple of days. Are you free tomorrow morning? I'd like to show you the way."

　Dak quickly replied, "I'm free."

　Professor Kazel nodded and said, "After this experiment is over, it will be our turn. You should also get ready."

　Dark took a deep breath and said, "Understood."

　He then worked with Professor Cazell to analyze and study the pigments sprayed by [Poison Baby], until...

　The goal is to develop a special agent that can dissolve it into a non-toxic, transparent liquid.

　In fact, the entire experiment did not take much time.

　After that, Dak began to try to concoct the potion himself, which he temporarily named "Detergent No. 1".

　Professor Cazell continued to analyze and decipher the other venoms of Baby, researching methods to counteract them.

　Appropriate medication.

　Soon, [Antidote No. 1], [Antidote No. 2], [Antidote No. 3], and (Antidote No. 4) were available.

　They appear one after another, corresponding to the [Sludge Bomb], [Black Oil Bomb], [Surprise Bomb], and (Tear Gas Bomb) respectively.

　【Poisonous Baby】is a typical incorrigible brat; trying to make him behave in a short time is simply impossible.

　may.

　However, its current mischievous missiles still have some limits; they only spray paint and not other venomous substances.

　Otherwise, Dark wouldn't have given it the leeway to fake crying.

　However, just in case, it's best to keep some of the corresponding medications on hand.

　After thanking Professor Cazell, he chatted with Ergani about everyday matters before leaving the classroom.

　dorm room.

　Next, it's time to prepare for the afternoon's duel!

　This is the first battle since the start of the second semester, and we must win it with everything we have.

　The schedule for the first day of the Golden Cup after its restart was posted on the notice board outside the castle well in advance.

　The duel between second-year nobleman Dark Dimon and sixth-year knight James Gardson was a natural occurrence.

　It became the most anticipated event.

　After morning, the news spread throughout the castle at breakneck speed.

　The students, who had originally planned to go on an adventure in the dungeon and stroll through the Traveler's Street together, unanimously changed their plans.

　The name of Dimon, who became a full professor in his second year, was simply too eye-catching.

　"I heard he beat two fifth-graders in the Golden Cup last year, didn't he?"

　"Let me think, one is Jeffrey, and I can't remember the other one."

　"Angus Jeffrey, right? He hasn't been to school."

　"It seems like I'd forgotten he was alright since I hadn't seen him."

　The upperclassmen gathered in various places, but they couldn't help but talk about similar things.

　But in addition to their focus on Darko, they are also very interested in James Gardson.

　Despite his mediocre dueling record, James Gardson was certainly no nobody.

　James Gadgren, one of the few disciples the current sixth-year Potions professor has taken on in recent years,

　Sen excels in potion science and frequently publishes related papers.

　His cultivated medicinal herb field contains many rare herbs and has attracted much attention.

　The upperclassmen laughed and talked about the duel between James Gardson and Dark Dimon.

　The predictions about the outcome are no longer one-sided.

　"Gadson isn't particularly competitive; he might even let his opponent win," a sixth-grade student remarked.

　They speculated that they knew Gardson better, as he was their classmate.

　But his words were quickly refuted by another: "James is a student of our Knights' House, the Knights' House never..."

　Release the water!

　"Hey, Coleman, sometimes it's chivalry to back down, so don't make any promises you can't keep."

　Someone immediately

　He refuted this.

　Coleman snorted and said, "I'll go and tell James to go all out and make sure to suppress the House of Lords."

　That kid's arrogance! At least until our class graduates, it's not your place in the Noble Academy to show off!

　The sixth-year students from the Noble Academy were immediately displeased: "How come you won last year's Academy Cup?"

　Corey immediately roared, "Just wait! This year's Academy Cup is ours for the Knights Academy!"

　"Then I'll be waiting!" The students from the Noble Academy burst into laughter.

　When Coleman found James Gardson, the latter was observing and recording a herb.

　Coleman immediately called out, "Hey, James, what are you doing here fiddling with your herbs? Get ready for the duel this afternoon, everyone's watching."

　Gardson: "Oh."

　Coleman: "Although your skills aren't that great, your opponent is only a second-year student. You can't afford to lose."

　Gardson: "Oh."

　Collier: "Are you really listening to me? You've been like this for years. Do you even consider yourself a student of our Knights Academy? You'll graduate in six months. Can you stand up for yourself even once?"

　Gardson frowned and said, "If I could, I would certainly like to go to the Magic Academy."

　Coleman was taken aback and immediately said disdainfully, "Why don't you take a good look in the mirror? Look at your face with that full beard..."

　We can tell you're from the Knights Academy just by not wearing your uniform. Don't resist; you were born a member of the Knights Academy, and you'll die a member of the Knights Academy.

　Gardson: "Then be a ghost."

　Enraged, Coleman suddenly stepped in front of Gardson and blocked the light.

　Gardson finally looked up, his face—which looked like it belonged to a thirty-eight-year-old—filled with anger: "Have you made enough of a scene?"

　Corey said smugly, "How about we do a good job this afternoon? Everyone outside is saying your chances of winning aren't great."

　Well, even though your opponent is only a second-year student, they're more inclined to believe he'll win. Only I know you...

　That's really impressive. If you agree, I'll open a trading session this afternoon, and we'll split the profits 50/50, how about it?"

　Gardson stood up and sighed, "I don't do that."

　Coleman glanced at his medicinal herb field, seemingly casually, and said, "I know that your research needs a lot of funding to yield results."

　Gardson snapped, "I told you I don't do this stuff! Aren't you annoying me?"

　Coleman said, "Are you going to win or not?"

　Gardson narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Although I don't do these things, my teacher told me that I must win this duel."

　Coleman was secretly pleased and said, "What grudge does that old man have against him?"

　Gardson whispered, "The teacher doesn't like Professor Thompson."

　Coleman immediately understood: "Got it! I'll go open the market right now, it'll be a 50/50 split, I'm counting on you!"

　Gardson: "I've said I don't do this stuff." Coleman: "I understand, I understand."

　Compared to the reactions of the older students, the younger students were just as interested in this duel.

　This has created a huge wave, especially among first and second graders.

　The second year goes without saying, but they can't help but pay attention to the top student in their grade.

　When the first-year students learned that their math professor was going to have a duel that afternoon, they immediately started making a ruckus.

　First-year students from all colleges organized themselves in the common room to go and watch.

　Although many people were secretly cursing their math professor, outwardly everyone was in a state of unity.

　They were all friendly, chanting slogans like "The professor will win," then exchanged a sinister glance and laughed.

　How could they possibly let a duel that could be disastrous for Professor Dimon slip through their fingers?

　The entire academy seemed to have become lively because of this.

　[Little Eevee with shrugged ears, desperately begging for votes, and finally—oh my god! =.= Seeing that we're fourth in monthly votes makes me feel like all my hard work this month has been for nothing. Sigh.]

Chapter 801

　[Seeking monthly votes] How can I lose when I have a perfect start? (4k)

　At this very moment, Darkdemon was trying his best to persuade the magical elves, and finally managed to appease those who had not been captured.

　The magical spirits that have been added to the deck.

　As their cultural knowledge deepened, the magical spirits' desire to perform grew increasingly stronger; everyone wanted to...

　Show your skills on the stage of magical duels.

　However, a deck only has forty cards, and there are only about twenty empty slots left for Magical Spirit cards.

　This means that the magical spirits will have to compete to be selected.

　Of course, the initiative is still in Dark's own hands.

　To counter James Gardson, he rebuilt his deck, and it's now finally complete and ready to be played.

　Add the selected magical spirit to your deck.

　After that, he would simulate tactics in his mind so that he could make the fastest possible moves during the magical duel.