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

　The winter night was cold, and the moon and stars were few.

　Dak worked on the lab table until nearly ten o'clock, and finally made some breakthroughs.

　He breathed a slight sigh of relief, and as if possessed, went to the balcony, bent down to pick up the cowhide that had clung to him, and looked up at the moon.

　One or two bats flew past his field of vision, which surprised him slightly.

　There are bats in the castle, but as winter gets longer, they should be less active.

　But that's the behavior of ordinary bats.

　However, some special bats do not follow this hibernation pattern.

　Thoughts drift away as soon as they touch the surface.

　Dak didn't pay much attention; he slightly shifted his gaze towards the direction of the teachers' dormitory.

　Having a relative like this in the college gives you a very different feeling.

　Although the nights spent learning the prerequisites for "Zoo" with Claire were busy, the intense and fulfilling feeling made it easy to form a habit.

　After a week of shutdown, I feel a bit empty.

　It seems they lost the race against time.

　He shook his head, suppressing the growing sense of loss within him.

　……

　It was a coincidence.

　Claire was also looking at the castle under the night sky from her dormitory balcony.

　Her expression was dazed, but her gaze remained fixed on a certain area.

　If you study the castle's layout, you'll find that it's an area with many secret passages.

　Only those who have ventured deep into the secret passages know that there is a spatial folding phenomenon within them, and the actual unfolded area is larger than the entire castle.

　Claire also ventured deep into the secret passage.

　However, she did not have the childlike innocence of the heroes and Valkyries, and did not leave any so-called treasure in the secret passage.

　But at that time, their exploration of the secret passage was still superficial.

　They only knew that the secret passage was magical, but they didn't know that it could be this magical!

　Halloween.

　The resurrection ceremony of the moon goddess!

　Even though the matter has been reported in the newspapers, very few people can still see the truth behind it.

　Claire accepted Arte's invitation not only because she wanted to find a quiet place, but also because of this.

　Over the years, I've traveled extensively, and while the beautiful scenery, wonders, and cultural customs of various places are indeed worth seeing, transforming those experiences into words and pictures has not filled the emptiness in my heart; instead, it has only deepened.

　This led to several outbursts of anger.

　It did cause a little trouble.

　Claire's lips curled slightly.

　Her time at the academy did indeed calm her down.

　She also had some clear goals.

　It's about what you want to do.

　Not what others want to do.

　Those who have passed away are gone forever.

　Those who survived must continue to live.

　One cannot live in the past forever.

　……

　I'm sorry, Peter.

Chapter 190 Youth is a battlefield, the dance is war (4k) [27]

　late at night.

　It was quiet.

　Wake up from dream.

　Dawn is approaching.

　St. Marian welcomed the last day of her first term.

　Friday was a perfect day, with the sunlight carrying a hint of warmth.

　Professor Jones no longer taught those difficult theoretical concepts in his dueling lessons.

　She waited until all the students had gathered in Battle Arena 2, then selected one student from each department to be a leader. She then had the students line up in four rows and jog out of the battle arena following their leaders.

　The last class.

　Professor Jones planned to take them for a run around the castle.

　It also allows these first-year students, who spend all day locked inside the castle, to breathe some fresh air and see just how big the castle really is.

　Dark glanced at Emma, ​​Sarah, and someone else on his right.

　Emma and Sarah didn't look too good.

　They're already struggling to keep up with the running group. Now they're being singled out as leaders—isn't that public humiliation?

　Dak and the head of the Fool's House on the far right exchanged glances and then slowed their pace.

　The four columns then moved forward slowly at a relatively gentle pace.

　Professor Jones didn't urge him.

　The area outside the castle was surprisingly vast, dotted with all sorts of small buildings.

　Some first-year students like to look out from inside the castle, but very few actually go to investigate it in person.

　If given the time, most people would choose to head straight to Traveler's Street.

　"arrive."

　After some time, Professor Jones stopped somewhere.

　The students then followed her gaze in the same direction.

　Then a two-story building in the style of a Roman palace came into view.

　"What is that?" someone asked in surprise.

　Then a student who already knew the answer explained: "That's the entrance to the underground city."

　The underground city that exists in Saint Marian is a multi-layered structure, like a large labyrinth.

　The dungeon refreshes its monsters every week and is only open to a select group of students from Friday noon to Sunday night.

　The vast majority of Saint Marian's core materials come from here, making it entirely self-produced and self-sold.

　Learn.

　adventure.

　duel.

　These are three essential elements in the daily lives of upperclassmen.

　As a first-year student, I can only access the "learning" option at present.

　……

　"Next semester, your Warcraft teacher might take you on a tour of the dungeons."

　Professor Jones paused there for about ten minutes, then started moving again.

　"Let's go on!"

　So the students continued running laps, sighing and groaning.

　……

　The last class of the first semester of first grade came to an end amidst endless running laps.

　……

　Thanks to his improved physical fitness from consistent morning exercise, Dak managed to preserve the dignity of the nobility. As he looked down at the majority of students, who were bent over and panting, he became even more determined to continue his morning exercise routine.

　Before ending the get out of class, Professor Jones gave a brief talk on holiday safety and then announced "Dismissal".

　At that moment, even though their legs and feet ached, the students cheered instantly!

　For students who have no concept of the length of "winter break," a nine-day holiday is simply too crazy.

　What's more, this also includes a "Christmas dance party"!

　Although the Christmas ball doesn't involve hunting like a "masquerade ball," the Christmas stockings for each person still bring a lot of anticipation.

　Having already experienced a hunting trip, the Christmas event centered around the "ball" element held even greater appeal for them.

　It's December 22nd now, and there are only two days left until the Christmas ball on the evening of the 24th.

　The key is the dance partner.

　The second focus is Christmas gifts.

　The thought of being at a dance party without a partner, or receiving no gifts other than socks, is incredibly embarrassing.

　The little mages' gazes gradually sharpened!

　Next came the war!

　……

　"Hiss, what's going on?"

　Dark touched his cheek, feeling a stinging sensation.

　Who is it that is carving such sharp, piercing gazes onto his face?

　……

　Unlike other students.

　After his dueling class, Dark went straight to his dormitory to continue studying the "Fusion" spell.

　Because of the decisive breakthrough last night, the subsequent research went a little more smoothly.

　Around noon, he stopped to eat some takeout that Little Devimon had brought, and then immediately went out, finally arriving at the Dragon Training Platform before Professor Claire set off.

　The Dragon Training Grounds are located near the classrooms and dormitories, despite the name. In reality, it's more like a "helipad."

　Professors usually travel to and from the academy by riding flying mounts.

　Most professors ride their own magical spirits, while a few, like Claire, tame real magical beasts!

　Claire's wyvern is a sub-dragon species with diluted dragon blood. It was originally the mount of a minor leader in the Demon King's army, but later became her spoils of war.

　When Dak arrived at the dragon-training platform, Claire was saying goodbye to several familiar professors.

　So he didn't approach, but stood a little further away and watched.

　After this parting, we probably won't meet again until summer vacation.

　Dak was slightly sentimental.

　Hey, Dark!

　Dak suddenly felt refreshed.

　But then they saw Claire waving her hand vigorously.

　He quickly smiled, raised his arm high, and waved it vigorously!

　Goodbye, Aunt Claire!