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

　That being said.

　But Pandora isn't someone who will teach you how to flap your wings and how to take off step by step; she's more like an eagle that throws its young off a cliff to teach them to fly.

　You still have to do everything yourself.

　She only offers guidance at crucial moments.

　The more complex the spell, the more things need to be involved.

　Many aspects require experimentation and screening.

　The correct usage of each incantation, and even each talisman, is determined through experimental reactions.

　It was indeed much more difficult than Dark had imagined.

　Because he had already successfully created a usable "Cage of Curses" spell, he was somewhat presumptuous.

　The two are completely different in difficulty!

　Once they get involved, neither of them wants to chat anymore.

　Time quickly moved forward to 6:30 pm, and the sky outside was already darkening.

　They hadn't even started the experiment yet.

　Dark packed up his tools and said, "Senior, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

　Pandora asked curiously, "A treat? In the cafeteria?"

　Dark smiled mysteriously and pointed upwards.

　……

　What does it feel like to stand on top of a castle?

　It's hard for people who haven't experienced it firsthand to imagine.

　"Oooh!"

　Dak opened his arms to the wind.

　Apart from the spiral clock tower, this is the highest point in Sainte-Marie.

　Now that Professor Didi has resigned, few people have the leisure to climb to the top of the clock tower to look around.

　Their chances of being discovered were minimized.

　Standing atop the castle and looking down, you can't see the entire castle in its entirety, but it's precisely that feeling of being "immersed" in it that makes it all the more magnificent.

　Sainte-Marie's Castle itself is a work of art passed down through the ages.

　The castle's structure, decorations, and reliefs seem to bear traces of every era.

　Dak was so engrossed in the moment that he almost forgot about the girl beside him.

　Pandora pulled down the strands of hair that had been blown away, not really paying attention to them.

　……

　Not long after, the little devil beast, gripping the vegetable basket with its claws and flapping its wings vigorously, appeared in sight.

　This enchanting scenic area was actually discovered by Devimon.

　When it has nothing to do, it likes to lie on this high place overlooking all living beings... and roll around.

　Pandora covered her mouth as she watched the little devilmon working so hard: "Is this your familiar?"

　Dark nodded with a hint of pride.

　Pandora then summoned her familiar, a round, adorable little dragon with two tiny wings.

　Its large belly makes it look like a Western dragon. But upon closer inspection, it turns out to be just an Eastern pterosaur with a bulging belly.

　It's just a bit short.

　"go with!"

　Pandora tapped the little dragon's belly, and it reluctantly turned and flew towards the little devil beast.

　With the help of the two familiars, the heavy basket full of tools and ingredients was finally pulled up.

　Dak took the basket, took out his tools, and skillfully began assembling it.

　This is a set of barbecue tools borrowed from the halfling chefs. The vegetables and meats in the basket that have already been chopped and washed were also processed by the halfling chefs with big, motherly smiles after they heard his explanation.

　Dak didn't know if any students had done this before him.

　But at least their legends didn't circulate within the academy.

　He quickly used magic to ignite the small magic stove, and flames licked the bottom of the grill as they emerged from it.

　Looking at Pandora, who had a look of reminiscence on her face, Dark seized the opportunity to ask, "Senior, have you ever made barbecue yourself?"

　Pandora pursed her lips slightly and said, "I think so. In the wild, barbecuing is the simplest and least tool-intensive way to cook food."

　The tone was flat and monotone.

　But this made Dak pause for a moment.

　He forced a smile and asked, "Is it a wilderness trip?"

　Pandora chuckled softly, "It's for survival."

　……

　People cannot be generalized.

　Dak once thought that his barbecue skills, if not top-notch, were at least above average.

　But before long, he became someone who was only fit to be an assistant.

　Little Devimon stopped looking at his finished product altogether. Instead, he focused all his attention on the baked goods in Pandora's hands, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

　A rich aroma wafted out continuously.

　Pandora displayed heartbreakingly poor cooking skills.

　In the eyes of outsiders, she should have been a pampered young lady who never lifted a finger.

　……

　Smoke curls from chimneys, and people live in bustling activity.

　After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they lay down on the spot.

　The moon in the clouds, the moon's shadow in the moon.

　The winter night sky was a clear, deep blue.

　Two people and two familiars lay there quietly.

　Dak had many questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't voice them.

　Pandora's gaze was already unfocused, as if she were entangled in her thoughts.

　……

　Nine o'clock sharp.

　My biological clock is ringing in my heart.

　Pandora glanced in the direction of the clock tower, then slowly stood up, pressing down the hem of her school uniform skirt.

　"time to go."

　"Ah."

　Dark also moved.

　He turned around and picked up the little devil beast that had started snoring at some point.

　Familiars are truly wondrous creatures.

　It doesn't need to eat or sleep.

　But it can eat and sleep well.

　Dak held it like a baby, while lifting the basket full of tools and kitchen scraps with his other hand.

　Then I went downstairs with my senior.

　Walking through the quiet castle, neither side spoke a word.

　The lingering feeling, as if walking side by side through a long history, is slightly intoxicating.

　Pandora would sometimes suddenly turn, and Dark would follow.

　They didn't encounter a single patrolling golem along the way.

　We arrived at the second floor of the castle.

　Dark escorted her to the bridge outside the Magic Academy tower.

　Pandora walked across the bridge in a few steps, turned around on the other side, held her skirt with one hand, gently gathered her hair with the other, and revealed a bright smile.

　I'm very happy tonight.

　"me too."

　The two waved to each other.

　The moonlight is beautiful.

　……

Chapter 188 Claire Kate's Last Lesson [26]

　Go back to dorms.

　Dark put the little devil on the bed, covered it with blankets, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

　The hot water flowing down gradually brought him to his senses.

　Looking back on today.

　Aside from gaining a little unexpected increase in "bliss," my research into the "fusion" spell has deepened.

　Over the next two days, he needed to seize the time to continue his research and perfect the last bit of the spell.

　If I can finish writing it by noon on Friday, I can ask my senior to come out again and conduct the first "fusion" card forging experiment!

　He planned to decide on the Christmas gift for his senior after that.

　"Tick."

　The sound of dripping water gradually stopped.

　Dark walked out of the bathroom, comforted the three cats, then crawled into bed and read for a while.

　I waited until my hair dried naturally before gradually falling asleep.

　……

　Four days a week.

　Dak arrived at the common room as usual.

　When winter arrives, the magical flames in the fireplace burn continuously, making the common room always warm and cozy, and more and more students like to stay there.

　Sometimes when Dak arrived a little late, he would find two or three people already inside reading books and newspapers.

　But in the early morning, everyone was in low spirits and wouldn't strike up a conversation easily.

　Today's Daily Wise Man continues to focus on Christmas-related topics.

　But St. Marian College is rarely mentioned.

　Perhaps because the Halloween incident did have some negative impact, the college is trying to avoid making it a topic of discussion.

　On the contrary.

　The Holy Church's Mystic Academy dominated most of the headlines during this period.

　Christmas, as the name suggests, is a day to celebrate the birth of a saint.

　The so-called "saint" is both a "god" and a "human".