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

　Professor Sylph said, "That's your problem."

　As she spoke, she suddenly looked up and saw a wisp of breeze condense into the shape of a little elf in front of her, then flew to her ear and whispered something.

　A moment later, Professor Sylph said, "It's confirmed. 'Joan of Arc, the Maiden of the Battlefield' is not dead. And there's more news we just received."

　Dark asked, "What news?"

　Professor Sylph said, "Evan Pearson, the 'Holy Son,' once studied swordsmanship under Joan of Arc for a period of time. They were teacher and student."

　It is only natural for a brave man to wield a sword.

　Since Evan Pearson wants to become a "hero" of the modern era, he naturally needs to learn swordsmanship.

　In fact, Witt Gold has also begun learning swordsmanship.

　However, his swordsmanship was only taught by Ophelia Brad and could not be considered top-notch.

　“In short, it’s now confirmed that the second soul inside Audrey is not ‘Joan of Arc.’ But that makes things even more interesting—who exactly is it?” Darke said, clenching his fists together.

　Professor Sylph casually asked, "Is there a way to find out?" Dark leaned back on the sofa and said, "Let Professor Cazell take a look." Professor Sylph frowned and said, "That's the only way. Hopefully, Professor Cazell can see through it."

　Dark nodded and said, "If we can't see through it, then it might really be a bit troublesome."

　Professor Sylph said, "Not entirely. It's more accurate to say that everyone is preparing for the future."

　“Indeed,” Dark said. “By the way, where is Archbishop Caleb Norris?”

　Professor Sylph chuckled, "Professor Harvey visited him last night." Dark looked at him strangely and asked, "They didn't fight?"

　Professor Sylph chuckled, "I don't think so, since I didn't feel any vibration. But it seems like a soundproof barrier has been set up."

　Darke shrugged. "Looks like they've started arguing... I wonder what Bishop Norris looks like when he's arguing with someone."

　Professor Sylph said, "What else could it be like? No matter who it is, they all argue the same way."

　Dark said with some regret, "I'd like to see."

　"What's so interesting?" Professor Sylph shook her head and said, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

　Dark said, "Yes. Where is Professor Lily?"

　Half an hour later, Dark found the elusive Professor Lily at the bottom of the lake and borrowed two goblins and a monitoring board from her.

　Afterwards, he successfully ditched Lily and brought the health equipment to the library.

　Today is Pandora's early shift.

　After Dak approached the counter, he recounted all the information he had obtained from Professor Sylph.

　Pandora pondered for a moment and said, "One body, two souls, the main problem is who takes the lead. By the way, Audrey is already inside."

　Dark glanced inside: "Inside?"

　Pandora shook her head and said, "In the reading room. Your classmate is there too."

　Dark asked in confusion, "Who?"

　Pandora said, "The one from the Knights Academy."

　“That one from the Knights Academy…” Dark frowned. “Emma” Pandora said, “Yes, Emma. How familiar.”

　“Heh.” Dark chuckled dryly, stood up and said, “I’ll go take a look.”

　He then walked quietly to the door of the reading room and spotted Audrey Joan and Emma Metis at a glance—after all, they were so conspicuous!

　There weren't many people in the reading room, but it seemed that everyone's eyes were fixed on that one spot in the corner.

　Audrey Joan of Arc and Emma Metis somehow ended up together again.

　And these two are arguing!

　However, they had clearly set up a soundproof barrier or something similar around them, so the sound of their argument could not be heard.

　But if someone understands lip reading, they could probably discern something from it.

　Dark leaned against the doorway, watching the two arguing heatedly, their faces red and their necks bulging, and Jesse Louisa looking utterly helpless. He thought to himself, "Sure enough, no matter who it is, they all act the same when they argue. Hey, if this keeps up, the image of the saintess will be shattered!"

　Of course, for him, the image of the saintess was shattered, so be it. He released a little fairy and prepared to leave. But as soon as he turned around, he saw Senior Pandora staring at him with a half-smile.

　"Indeed! We can't let them keep making such a racket in the library! It doesn't matter if it damages the image of the saintess, but it's unacceptable if it affects the environment of the library!"

　Dak turned around resolutely, his face full of righteousness.

Chapter 883 Emma Metis's Mission (4k)

　Emma Metis had no intention of arguing with the exchange student, especially not in a quiet environment like the library.

　However, just as she was about to "settle things peacefully," Audrey Joan of Arc pulled out a magical artifact that could create a soundproof barrier!

　The suddenly opened soundproof barrier instantly transformed into a dueling arena. She and Audrey became duelists within this arena. Emma then realized she had no reason to back down now.

　As for the beginning of the argument

　Who cares about that stuff!

　Different opinions on the book's content, different understandings of the world, differing worldviews leading to biases, and differing preferences for the content causing prejudice—these are just some of the miscellaneous things. Once an exam comes around, arguments become irrelevant.

　For them, who are both well-read, a single keyword can lead to a whole book. And then, whether it's a difference in values ​​or a competitive spirit, they won't stop arguing until they reach a conclusion!

　A soft cough sounded outside the barrier, but it didn't travel beyond it. Dark paused for a moment, then realized that the soundproof barrier in front of him not only blocked out internal sounds but also external ones.

　Based on this mechanism, its original purpose should have been to provide a quiet environment for reading.

　Moreover, the barrier is quite large; unless one of them walks directly in front of the other, the two, engrossed in their "duel," will barely notice him.

　However, there are simple ways to break through this eggshell-like barrier. It's like a door; although it can block sound, knocking can still get through.

　Dak raised his hand, ready to knock on the door.

　But what he saw was Jesse Louisa suddenly shaking her head at him.

　Dak paused for a moment, then lowered his hand.

　Jesse Louisa walked up to him and smiled, "Good morning, Dark Dimon. The welcome party should be tonight, right?"

　Does that mean don't disturb them before nightfall?

　Dark smiled and said, "Luisa, I just happened to be here. What's going on here?"

　Jesse Louisa pointed to a seat on the side, indicating that she should sit down first.

　Dak then sat down.

　Jessie Louisa sat down across the table from him and said, "Just like you said, Her Majesty the Saint also happened to run into that student named Emma."

　Dark: "Oh, so how did they start arguing?"

　Jesse Louisa pointed to the books open between the two people and said, "See that book?"

　Dark glanced at it and said, "Peter Shelvey's 'War Notes,' is there a problem with that book? I was planning to borrow it after Audrey finished reading it."

　Jesse Louisa shook her head and said, "The book is fine. But there are some minor issues with the content it contains."

　Dak's interest was piqued slightly: "How so?"

　Jesse Louisa said, "Peter Sherwich recorded many stories of his comrades-in-arms in his 'War Notes.' Although he used a diary format, he seemed to have future sales in mind, so he employed many literary techniques in his writing."

　Dark asked doubtfully, "You mean he deliberately exaggerated or distorted certain facts in his description?"

　Jesse Louisa, with an air of knowing what she meant, said, "That's pretty much it."

　Darke suddenly realized, "Then it must be that Emma and Audrey disagreed at some point. Some thought it was a true account, while others thought it was just a fabrication for dramatic effect. So, which part went wrong?"

　Jesse Louisa looked at her and said, "It's about the 'War Saintess,' Jeanne d'Arc."

　Dark immediately realized, "So that's how it is. No wonder they were arguing so fiercely."

　Based on the information obtained yesterday, since "Battlefield Saintess" Jeanne d'Arc taught "Holy Son" swordsmanship, she would naturally have more knowledge about "Saintess" who inherited her surname.

　From any perspective, their relationship was definitely more than that of teacher and student. Peter Sherwich, being a half-elf, was even less favored by the Holy Church than elves, a race considered outsiders.

　Although, according to Dak's investigation, Peter Sherwich should be a very mild-mannered person.

　But so-called moderation cannot be applied to everyone.

　Peter Sherwich may not have had a good relationship with the "Battlefield Maiden," and therefore his portrayal of her story was biased, which aroused Audrey Joan's resentment.

　Then, Emma might have happened to be there and casually mentioned it. In any case, this is very much like something Emma would do.

　But Emma should be taking the opposite stance, which is to believe that the "Battlefield Saint" described in Peter Shelvich's book is the real "Battlefield Saint".

　Of course, the truth is not important.

　It cannot be said that just because Audrey Joan knew the "Battle Maiden," our view of her is necessarily correct.

　After all, adults tend to hide their flaws from children. A person who is fierce and bloodthirsty outside might be gentle and kind in front of a child.

　All Dak could say was that he really didn't want to get involved in this matter!

　"So, can we just leave it as it is?" Jesse Louis said with a smile. "Look, it's rare to see the Saintess so energetic. She's never been this lively since I met her."

　You call this lively?

　Dark frowned as he looked at Audrey Joan of Arc, whose hands were gripping the table tightly and whose face was almost flushed.

　Miss "Saint" may be well-read and highly educated, but she's clearly not good at eloquence; how could she possibly compete with Emma's fluent and articulate speech?

　You should know that Emma honed her ventriloquism skills through exchanges with Helena, a senior in the literature club!

　However, the "Saintess" lived up to her name; Emma, ​​who should have had the upper hand, now had a flushed face, clearly provoked into a rage.

　If no one stops them, this war of words will surely continue forever—and if that really happens, all Dark can say is… well done!

　But things certainly didn't go that easily.

　He glanced around and found that most of the students didn't seem to feel disturbed; even when they were just watching a silent film, they were enjoying it immensely.

　"Five minutes."

　Dark glanced at the time and said, "Give her five more minutes to be lively."

　After five minutes, the students should have grown tired of watching the drama unfold. If Emma and Audrey still weren't stopping their argument by then, he would have no choice but to intervene.

　After all, a library's reading room isn't for performing mime.

　As it turned out, the students' enthusiasm for gossip and Emma and Audrey's stamina were stronger than Dark had imagined.

　Five minutes later, almost nothing had changed.

　Aside from the verbal sparring between Emma and Audrey, which clearly seemed to be escalating to a physical confrontation.

　Dark sighed and said, "Luisa, it's time." Jesse Louisa smiled and said, "Okay."

　Dark got up and walked to the edge of the barrier. He raised his hand and tapped lightly, but there was no response. He then tapped it twice more heavily, but there was still no response.

　He frowned slightly and suddenly poured magic into his palm.

　"boom!"

　Inside the barrier, a sudden roar of magical energy echoed. Emma and Audrey stopped abruptly and looked over. Dark, still smiling, waved to them.

　Emma's already flushed cheeks suddenly turned an even redder. Audrey's eyes also flashed with a rare hint of panic. For different reasons, the two finally stopped arguing.

　"$".

　Audrey removed the soundproof barrier, immediately shut her mouth, lowered her head, and sat down again.

　"Isn't it a bit too late to pretend to be a hedgehog now?"

　Emma muttered something softly, then quickly began tidying up the items on her desk.

　Although she couldn't resist making sarcastic remarks, she was clearly preparing to escape.

　In contrast, Audrey seemed to have finally realized her identity as a "saint," wishing she could bury her head in her book and not utter a single word in response to Emma's mockery.

　“It’s over, stop watching.” Dark said with a smile to the students around him.

　Although the students didn't stop talking, they all turned their backs and stopped staring at them.

　The reading room gradually returned to an environment of whispers.

　Dark walked over to Emma's table, pulled out the chair next to her, sat down, and in doing so, stopped Emma from escaping.

　He turned to look at Audrey sitting in the back and suddenly said, "How about we move to another spot and continue the second half?"

　Audrey's earlobes, which had been gradually returning to their original color, suddenly turned red again.