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

　In short, after the seventh game, Darko finally couldn't help but close his eyes and rest for a while.

　After that, he watched Sara Swati's match.

　This top student from the Magic Academy has made significant progress since the last in-class competition, easily winning a duel against a second-year student.

　The first round of recruitment lasted for more than an hour before the second round finally began.

　Rose had been waiting at the bulletin board for a while. Once the new schedule was posted, she found the schedules for races number 123 and 666 and managed to escape before the crowd surrounded her.

　Thanks to Rose's foresight, Dark and Diana were spared the trouble of checking the schedule.

　They chatted quietly during this break, and Dark, having regained his composure, looked forward to his duel with the upperclassmen once again.

　In this second round of recruitment, Dark and Diana were still in field number 1, playing the second and fourth rounds respectively.

　This means Darko will be back on the court soon!

　He perked himself up: "I'll go first this time."

　Diana: "I'll definitely go first next time!"

　……

　not far away.

　Owen, standing next to a sign that read "Recruitment for the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History," once again sized up the three people on the bench.

　A short student next to him looked up and asked, "Irving, when are you finally going to make your move?"

　Irving flashed a smile, looking completely at ease: "No rush, I'll go right now."

　He actually planned to try and persuade Dark after his duel ended. But then he became engrossed in the Hero's Son's match.

　After all, although the hero's son, Vittor God, is not in the academy of nobles, he is still a legitimate descendant of nobles. Who wouldn't want to have a hero's son as a treasure in the club?

　When the two swords of the kingdom are joined together, the Noble History Research Society will be in heaven.

　But to his surprise, just looking at it made him sleepy!

　As a result, he never found an opportunity to persuade Darko Dimon afterward.

　As for the gangs he had previously tried to persuade but were rejected, he considered it perfectly normal.

　In the entire Saint-Marie, only the Society for the Study of Noble History is worthy of Dark Dimon!

　In short, the game dragged on until a break in the match, and since there was no one around Dark and his two companions, it was a good opportunity to go and persuade... recruit them!

　Irving straightened his proud golden bangs and strode forward.

　Upon arriving at the destination, he made a point of turning to face Dak directly and bowing with aristocratic courtesy, saying, "Good afternoon, Dimon."

　Dak looked up and said, "Good afternoon, senior."

　Let me call him "senior" for now, I don't even know where he came from...

　Irwin introduced himself very naturally: "Well, we should have met in the common room of the Noble Garden. I am Mike Irwin, a third-year student and a member of the Noble History Research Society."

　"The Noble History Research Society?" Dark knew there were many clubs in the academy, but he never expected there to be one like this.

　Why not just call it the History Society?

　Study whatever history you want!

　Owen cleared his throat, preparing for a long speech: "Our Society for the Study of Noble History focuses on researching the rise and fall of monarchies and nobles throughout history. Our aim is to learn from history and apply it to the future. Every member of our society is a pillar of the kingdom's future..."

　"Wait a minute," Dark interrupted him abruptly, "So, senior, you're here to recruit me into the Noble History Research Club?"

　Owen gave a mysterious smile: "It's like this. As long as you join our Noble History Research Society, you'll start as at least as the vice president. Of course, you'll officially join the society next academic year."

　Dark asked in surprise, "Directly as the vice president?"

　Irving said, "Yes. Your blood speaks for itself."

　Dark: "Uh..."

　Owen immediately added, "If you feel that being vice president isn't enough, just stay in the club for a full year, and you'll be the official president! I believe the current president will definitely step down and make way for someone more capable."

　Dark couldn't help but laugh: "With this kind of treatment, if I hadn't already planned it, I probably would have been lured away by you."

　Irving immediately understood the unspoken message and his heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean?"

　Dak sighed, "The Noble History Research Society sounds really good, but I'm planning to start my own club next semester, so I'm sorry. Of course, if you're interested in joining my club, I'll definitely reserve a spot for you."

　Irving remained silent.

　After a long pause, he asked again, "Is it confirmed?"

　Dak looked up: "Of course."

　Owen shrugged. "Well, there's nothing I can do about that then. But starting a new club isn't an easy thing. If you ever change your mind, you can come find me. The position of vice president of the Noble History Research Club will always be reserved for you."

　Dark: "Thank you."

　Irving then turned and left.

　His previously forced smile suddenly turned into a vicious look!

　But his expression changed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was back to smiling.

　"how?"

　When the short student saw him return, he casually asked.

　Irving found a place to sit down and smiled, "He said he wanted to create his own club."

　The shorter boy nodded and said, "It's not that easy after all. But if we form our own club, it means we won't be able to promise other clubs until next school year. We still have a chance, don't we?"

　Irving: "Of course there's still a chance, and a very good chance."

　Short; "Hahaha."

　Irving: "Hahaha."

　Short man: "What the hell!"

　The short man jumped up suddenly, slammed his folded paper fan into Owen's head, and spat, "Is this how you do things?"

　Irving: "I'm sorry, President!"

　Short man: "Useless trash!"

　……

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Chapter 240 The Sea of ​​Learning is Boundless, and Diligence is the Boat (4k)

　"The Society for the Study of Aristocratic History?"

　After Irving left, Darke began to think about it carefully.

　He certainly couldn't really believe that this club studied aristocratic history, and he didn't know whose son Owen was; he didn't seem to have seen him much before.

　Eh.

　Right.

　Since the Valkyrie took over, the Dimon family has rarely engaged in such hypocritical practices.

　Even if there was contact, he might not remember it.

　……

　Dark quickly turned his attention back to the recruitment competition.

　The first match was surprisingly a duel between two third-year students.

　Although they are far from being outstanding among their peers, their two and a half years of study have given them the strength that comes with time.

　"A fairly exciting duel."

　Dak gave his own assessment.

　Then he stood up somewhat eagerly.

　"It's my turn. I wonder who my opponent will be this time?"

　"If it were at the level of these two senior students, they could have a slightly better time."

　Everyone needs positive feedback after putting in a lot of effort.

　Just like the little red flower reward and punishment system that Dark set up for the magical elves, positive feedback is needed to encourage some of the magical elves to make their own efforts.

　The ability to enjoy "bliss" during a duel is the positive feedback he has chosen for himself!

　Needless to say.

　He found new enjoyment in duels.

　……

　"It's his turn again."

　Professor Fox, sitting on the judging panel, instinctively sat up straight.

　Comparison is one thing, competition is another.

　Regardless, Dak Dimon was the most promising young talent he discovered during this recruitment drive.

　The last round of the competition ended too quickly, and there were still many things he hadn't seen clearly.

　This time, we must watch it carefully.

　Professor Jones, sitting next to him, smiled slightly. Some people's life trajectories are far ahead from the very beginning. It is an honor to be able to walk alongside them before they even show their brilliance, especially as their teacher.

　Although she didn't initially come to St. Marian of her own volition, her sense of identity as a teacher grew stronger as she witnessed the young mages rapidly progressing under her tutelage.

　"I wonder what other surprises he can bring us?"

　……

　the other side.

　After being reminded by her classmates, Angelia put down "Claire's Travelogue" and got up to walk towards Field 1.

　A while ago, a strange trend suddenly appeared in Traveler's Street: both new and old bookstores were offering Christmas limited edition signed copies, with prices doubling.

　This kind of exploitative scheme, where people are essentially being taken advantage of, is something that some people willingly fall for.

　Angelia spent all her savings to fill the bookshelf and exclaimed how wonderful it was!

　And so, what was originally just talk about joining the Duel Club has now been put on the agenda.

　"Two more duels, soon..."

　Angelia, who genuinely found dueling troublesome, quickly walked to the edge of the arena and, without even looking to the other side, went straight up to the red corner player's platform.

　Meanwhile, Darko had already reached the stairs leading to the blue team's platform.

　He noticed that the red team player had arrived, and subconsciously looked over, immediately feeling a slight joy in his heart.

　"coming!"

　In today's recruitment competition, if we're talking about who the biggest shark is, it's obviously none other than this senior student, Angela.

　Angela, the senior student, has short, shoulder-length hair, but her bangs are particularly long, giving her a very low-key and quiet feeling.

　However, her fighting style is quite different from her appearance.

　This can be seen from her duel with Emma.

　He's a true "newcomer killer"!

　Even Dark wasn't confident of victory against such an opponent.

　But duelists enjoy this thrill!

　A decisive and overwhelming victory is certainly gratifying.

　But the excitement and thrill of turning adversity into victory is also a kind of wonderful experience.