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

　The students were speechless.

　Professor Jones: "Today is mainly for discussion and demonstration. I will be holding a small in-class competition this Friday, with a prize of 1000 credits for the winner!"

　"1000 credits? How many Ketchup candies could that buy?" Someone drooled (ˉ﹃ˉ).

　Having just spent money in Traveler's Street and still feeling far from satisfied, the little mages immediately started discussing excitedly.

　Witt and Robert were also quite excited: "If we had these 1000 credits, wouldn't it be easy to pay off any debt?"

　Even Emma was tempted: "That goblin-run antiquarian bookstore seems to stock a batch of very expensive ancient magic books..."

　Of course, there are also those who want to take shortcuts: "Horn's Magic Shop sells semi-finished magic cards. Even beginners can easily complete their magic cards, priced at 998!"

　Dark's expression remained indifferent as he considered that he indeed didn't have enough credits...

　Professor Jones smiled when he saw that the 1000-credit reward had indeed had a significant effect on the students.

　The following lessons mainly involved selecting students from among the sixteen people who had successfully created "magical beasts" to demonstrate their skills.

　Witt actively participated in order to earn credits and was successfully called upon by Professor Jones, earning five credits.

　Each person in the pair gets five points, plus the basic course points, for a total of thirty points!

　They already scored 45 points yesterday, which brings their total to 75 points!

　"Seventy-five points! Witt!"

　Robert exclaimed excitedly, "If we get five points in math class, we'll pay off our debt! To hell with that otter!"

　Witt was also extremely excited: "Five points? Surely we can't fail to get them?"

　……

　after class.

　Students from all four colleges simultaneously received another notification.

　Today's arithmetic class was

　The class was held in the large classroom, taught by Professor Lily's sweetheart, Dark Dimon.

Chapter 29 Darkdemon's Arithmetic Classroom

　When Dark received this notification, he was completely bewildered.

　He looked at it several times before finally confirming that his name was indeed on the notice!

　"What on earth is Professor Lily up to?"

　There is a 30-minute break between the end of dueling class and the start of arithmetic class.

　Dak rushed to Professor Lily's office to verify.

　The office door wasn't locked, and it was very quiet inside.

　After tapping lightly a few times, Dak pushed open a crack.

　Suddenly, a strong stench of alcohol, as if it had finally found an outlet, surged out from the crack in the door, suffocating anyone who smelled it!

　"Ugh."

　Dak covered his nose, mustered his courage, and risked his life to push open the office door!

　On the desk that is usually used to hold books, homework, pencil cases and other items, there was now a smelly little imp lying there!

　Professor Lily's dragonfly wings were crumpled and folded together, and her desk was surrounded by small mountains of wine bottles.

　Simply incredible!

　The dignified head of the St. Marian Academy of Magic almost got drunk and died in her office!

　Is all of this a sign of moral decay or a lack of humanity? Tune in to Hedgehog Cat's midnight special for "The Villainous Young Master Just Wants to Live a Buddhist Life"!

　"Dark?"

　Professor Lily struggled to open her eyes, and upon seeing it was Dark, she couldn't help but raise her arm: "P-Please!"

　Before she could finish speaking, Professor Lily had already closed her eyes again and was snoring like a dead pig.

　Dark: "..."

　So what exactly happened?

　He quickly closed the door to prevent the embarrassing state of the head of the Magic Academy from being exposed.

　The office didn't look too messy, there were no signs of a struggle, it wasn't a locked-room murder... well, that's about it.

　Once Dak confirmed that Professor Lily had simply fallen asleep, he lifted her off the desk and placed her on the sofa next to him.

　Fortunately, Professor Lily was just a delicate little fairy, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to move her.

　"Clap."

　Something slipped from Professor Lily's other hand.

　Dak bent down and picked it up; it was a beautiful floral card decorated with blue flowers.

　"Blue Enchantress?"

　Pure love and kind-heartedness, a blue enchantress who keeps her promises.

　Reaching out and touching it, the flowers on the card moved aside, revealing a person hidden behind the flowers—a human boy with a round face, a sweet smile, and an angelic appearance.

　"Who is this?"

　Dark frowned, but then felt he shouldn't pry into other people's privacy, so he put the "love divination card" back into Professor Lily's hand.

　Then he took off his coat and covered the professor with it.

　He then turned and left the office to prepare for class!

　……

　It's just a substitute teaching job.

　The first-grade arithmetic lessons were ridiculously simple.

　Although Dak didn't have time to prepare his lesson, there was indeed no need to prepare it.

　The biggest problem is that I have to deal with students from four different colleges at the same time.

　Because Professor Jones and Professor Lily had switched classes, the two morning classes were taught together by all four colleges.

　The House of Nobles and the House of Knights are one thing.

　Students of the Magic Academy and the Fool's Academy.

　He genuinely couldn't recognize them all.

　Fortunately, it only requires one class.

　"Let's just try to get by."

　"Today I'll tell them what exponential explosion means!"

　……

　The bell rings.

　Dak entered the classroom before he was late.

　Because it was a large classroom, the students from the four colleges sat in four rows, which was very conscientious of them.

　When Dak entered the classroom, there was an eerie silence inside.

　Perhaps it's because no one expected that one day a classmate would be standing on the podium giving them a lesson.

　Dark felt no discomfort despite being stared at by all his classmates.

　As the son of the kingdom's only duchess and the son of the Valkyrie, one of the kingdom's two swords, he attracts attention wherever he goes.

　Excessive praise, excessive flattery, and excessive pampering ultimately fostered a terrible personality.

　Fortunately, it's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.

　Dak walked up to the podium.

　Then I immediately experienced Professor Kazel's exclusive perspective =_=!

　"Is Professor Kazel always this stressed?"

　There are three professors in the college who are less than 1.5 meters tall.

　But Professor Lily and Professor Didi are both winged fairies who always fly in the air without their feet touching the ground.

　Professor Cazell is the only one who is particularly difficult!

　Dak is 12 years old and over 1.5 meters tall. He doesn't look short when standing with his classmates.

　But once he stood on the podium, something was definitely missing.

　He looked down and saw that there was a footstool hidden under the table!

　……

　Suddenly elevating in status, Mr. Dak Dimon began by introducing himself: "Hello everyone, I'm Dak Dimon. I believe there are very few people who don't know me. Anyway, I'll be temporarily teaching today's class. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask."

　A class is 90 minutes long. Dak plans to spend a few minutes answering questions first, then another ten minutes going over the homework left from the previous class, and then move on to teaching, talking about some content that hasn't been taught in the first grade yet.

　Perhaps it was because his smile was handsome enough that the atmosphere in the classroom eased up considerably.

　Emma Metis of the Knights Academy raised her hand, and Dark nodded to her.

　Emma immediately asked, "Where is Professor Lily? What is the reason she can't come to class?"

　This was clearly a question the students all wanted to know, and the classroom stirred slightly as a result.

　Dark couldn't help but chuckle: "Professor Lily stayed up all night researching Laplace's demon yesterday, and only recently fell asleep because she was too tired."

　Emma asked in confusion, "What is Laplace's demon?"

　Dark: "A mythical beast."

　Emma sat down with some skepticism.

　The other freshman from the Magic Academy immediately raised his hand.

　Dark then asked, "Does that student from the Magic Academy have any further questions?"

　The freshman, however, was sharp in his question: "Why is Dimon allowed to stand on this platform?"

　If it were me a month ago, you would be dead by now.

　Dark said, "Because I graded your homework."

　The man froze for a moment, then sat down awkwardly.

　Next, quite a few students raised their hands to ask questions.

　Most of the students in the Magic Academy were dissatisfied, while the students in the Knight Academy were simply unhappy. The students in the Fool Academy were indifferent, and the students in the Noble Academy were naturally proud and honored.

　With just a glance, Dak noticed a number of subtle movements from the audience.

　The students of the Noble Academy are taking this opportunity to mock the Knight Academy.

　As Dak was wondering whether he should give them a warning, he suddenly saw Robert raise his hand.

　Robert Broheim.

　Robert stood up and asked the question that concerned him most: "Will this class still count for credit?"

Chapter 30: A Short Story About Darkdemon's Exponential Explosion

　This is clearly Robert's biggest concern right now.

　If the credits for this class don't count, then he and Witt's debts will be completely ruined.

　"So why did this particular lesson have to be the problem?!"

　Robert was internally roaring, his emotions running high.

　……

　But this is Dak's first time teaching, so how would he know if the credits would count?