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

　Dak was thoroughly enjoying it.

　The magical spirits, on the other hand, were in great distress.

　After lunch break, Dak also received Diana and Rose, who came to visit.

　The two little girls looked as if they had seen a ghost when they saw the magical elves sitting in a row, practicing calligraphy.

　Diana was stunned for a long time before suddenly summoning her panda familiar and stuffing a pen into its paw.

　But the poor familiar grabbed the pen and scribbled wildly, and got a severe scolding!

　Rose's lips twitched as she watched Diana relentlessly torment her familiar.

　Because she herself couldn't help but have similar thoughts.

　"Is this the difference in intelligence levels?"

　"How can I raise the intelligence level of my magical spirit to 3.0?"

　"No, 3.0 is simply not enough!"

　"A magical spirit that can learn to write... Wow, that's too exaggerated!"

　Rose slid herself into the recliner, indicating that she hadn't seen anything.

　……

　5:45 PM.

　After assigning homework to the magical elves, Dark left the tower with Diana and Rose and headed towards the grand hall on the first floor of the castle.

　Throughout the journey, Diana couldn't stop sighing, feeling extremely reluctant to end her vacation.

　But the melodious singing quickly dispelled the sorrow.

　She hummed a little tune along with the singing, and with her eyes closed, she followed the aroma of the desserts into the auditorium.

　By nearly six o'clock, the castle was already shrouded in darkness. Thousands of candles floating in the air illuminated the entire hall, and winged ribbons danced in the air, scattering starlight-like fragments whenever they encountered people.

　The four long tables placed in the main hall were as magnificent as ever, with golden plates and silver goblets on them reflecting the light of iridescent glass.

　Just like the scene I saw standing on the stage the moment my memory was awakened.

　Like a classic remake, it flooded into Dark's mind.

　"In the blink of an eye, it's already the second semester!"

　Dak walked toward the long table representing the House of Lords.

　Recalling the panic he felt when he first enrolled, Dak's expression became increasingly relaxed.

　In just four months, he has grown remarkably.

　Looking back, it was something he himself never dared to even imagine.

　really.

　If you don't push yourself, you'll never know where your limits are.

　……

　As teachers and students entered the hall one after another, the atmosphere inside reached its peak. The lively atmosphere dispelled the winter chill, and the New Year's Day dinner helped students gradually forget the melancholy of the upcoming school term.

　Welcome back to St. Marian Academy!

　The clock struck six o'clock quietly.

　The velvety, silky black curtain slowly parted, and the most beautiful and noble lady of St. Mary's Academy—Principal Cynthia St. Art—once again took to the stage.

　The nine fairies surrounding Principal Arte conjured flowers and fireflies, creating a dreamlike and beautiful scene on stage.

　It's confirmed, this is really Principal Arte!

　After carefully counting, Dark confirmed that all nine little elves were present, and he had a clear idea of ​​what was going on.

　Principal Arte appears to have returned just before the opening ceremony began.

　What about Senior Pandora?

　Will she be able to get back in time?

　Dark instinctively craned his neck to look in the direction of the fourth year of the Magic Academy, but he did not see that familiar figure.

　"It seems like my senior is going to take leave. I wonder where she went?"

　"Who went where?"

　Diana suddenly asked.

　Dark shook his head: "Who do you think the new professor of the history of magic will be?"

　Diana pouted and thought for a moment, then whispered, "I bet it's a sage!"

　Rose interjected, "Perhaps a hero?"

　Dark said helplessly, "You guys want to split Claire in two, don't you?"

　Diana was about to retort when she suddenly heard Principal Art's words, so she quickly poked Dark's waist and said, "Dark, I mentioned you!"

　Dark: "Hmm?"

　……

　On the stage.

　Following the opening ceremony procedures, Principal Art praised and rewarded the students who had performed well in the previous semester.

　And when talking about first-year students, Darko Dimon is naturally a name that cannot be overlooked.

　Principal Art's tone was undoubtedly pleasant: "Mr. Dimon's outstanding performance is undoubtedly the biggest surprise among the freshmen. If there were a class leader for the first year, he would definitely be the best choice. Whether it is his status as the recipient of the Crimson Star or his performance in the Luna incident, which was no less than that of the heroes, he deserves to be rated as the best student in the first year. Let's first see what the professors think of him."

　"First, Professor Sylph. Oh, very good! Yes, very good. Professor Sylph succinctly gave Mr. Dimon the best evaluation in one word!"

　"Next up is Professor Kazel. Let me see. Dark Dimon is the most talented student I've ever seen. He's a born magic card maker! Wow, Professor Kazel gave him such high praise. It seems they have a good relationship."

　"And then there's Professor Lily...he'll win the Merlin Prize in arithmetic!!"

　"I can't say much more about Professor Lily's assessment. Let's see what other professors say about him."

　Professor Thompson said he has a calmer mind than anyone else.

　"Professor Jones is looking forward to him winning the Duel Championship before he graduates."

　"Professor Claire... well, she's very cute."

　"Yes, our Mr. Dimon is indeed very cute!"

　A burst of good-natured laughter immediately erupted from the audience.

　Dak could clearly feel that both boys and girls were looking in his direction.

　Even with his thick skin, his face flushed slightly at this moment.

　Principal Art paused slightly before continuing, “The professors’ unanimous assessment speaks for itself. But here, I must also announce something. Just a few days ago during the holiday, Mr. Dimon, through his wisdom and courage, saved the lives of four students by chance! Although this is actually a confidential matter, I can’t help but mention it. For this, including the reward from the Moon Goddess incident, I will award him 10,000 credits and a chance to make a wish with the Holy Grail!”

　……

Chapter 222 The New Professor of History of Magic (4k)

　"Holy Grail?"

　As soon as Principal Arte finished speaking, the murmurs among the teachers and students suddenly rose by a decibel.

　The reward of 10,000 credits is secondary; the chance to make a wish with the Holy Grail is quite exceptional!

　The Holy Grail of St. Mary is one of only three divine artifacts in the world that can collect the power of prayer and grant the wishes of the person who prays for it.

　The "Christmas stockings" that students received on Christmas Eve were disposable prayer containers made using the Holy Grail of St. Mary.

　Although Dak only found an apple in his Christmas stocking, it seems that some of the other students found very nice gifts.

　If a Christmas stocking is like this, one can only imagine how powerful the Holy Grail itself is.

　At the end of each semester, the college calculates the winner of the College Cup based on the total credits of the four colleges. Each student in the college that wins the College Cup will have the opportunity to make a wish.

　This means that each student has a maximum of six opportunities to make a wish.

　In reality, being able to make a wish two or three times during these six years of study is already extremely lucky!

　Dark was able to get an extra wish in his first year, which was truly enviable.

　But if Principal Arte's words were not an exaggeration, he certainly deserved this opportunity.

　……

　While most students were envious, Witt, Robert, Scott, and Betty were quite frustrated.

　Because they were the four students who were rescued...

　Fortunately, the school chose to keep the vampire incident a secret due to its negative impact; otherwise, the person would have been completely disgraced.

　Especially since they were all involved in the Moon Goddess incident, it was not an interesting thing at all.

　but.

　What is the Holy Grail?

　Robert couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

　Witt's expression immediately turned to astonishment: "It's the Holy Grail!"

　Robert looked somewhat embarrassed: "I know it's the Holy Grail. So, what exactly is the Holy Grail?"

　Witt: "I don't know either."

　I haven't used it, so I don't know.

　Witt interlaced his fingers, resting his chin on them, and looked on with a hint of envy.

　I've heard that the Holy Grail can grant wishes; if you wish for it, a hero might be resurrected...

　Forget it, I know it's impossible to succeed.

　……

　At the long table in the House of Nobles, Darke, though surprised, accepted the information well.

　He also knew nothing about the Holy Grail, only vaguely remembering that Professor Sylph had mentioned an inscription on it that read: "The greedy will have nothing."

　Literally, it clearly carries a warning connotation.

　The translation is: Overly greedy desires are doomed to fail.

　But what level of desire qualifies as greed?

　What is the limit to how many wishes you can make?

　Only by knowing these things can we make the most of the Holy Grail.

　After thinking about it for a while, Dak decided it was best to ask the professors for clarification.

　Perhaps when the principal takes him to use the Holy Grail, he can ask him about it.

　Before that, you can list out some things you want.

　"If I could, I would wish to remove the demon god's bloodline!"

　"Unfortunately, such a wish is definitely impossible to fulfill."

　"Given this premise, perhaps one can acquire some difficult-to-obtain knowledge and skills by making a wish?"

　"For example, the technology for using the Magic Brain Dropper!"

　"In short, this is a very good idea."

　"Taking this as a reference, one can also improve the level of the Netherworld God Technique by making a wish, perhaps the ability to control emotions, and so on."

　……

　Once this idea was conceived, it was unstoppable.

　Dark rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought, so much so that he didn't respond even when Diana called him twice.

　The third time, Diana's pink lips were almost touching his face when he suddenly snapped out of his daze: "What?"

　Diana blinked and whispered, "Have you decided what you want to wish for?"