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

　Anyway, many people in the academy already know that the little cow who's always wandering around with the cuties is from the Noble Academy - Year

　The Magical Spirit of Dark Dimon, a Class One Student!

　As for the consumption of magic power...

　He could easily handle simply restarting the journey of [Paradise].

　Whether it's a winter or spring outing, the "outing" aspect is key.

　Traveling from the starting point to the destination is also an experience.

　Dak clearly remembers that when he was in elementary school, he would carry his schoolbag, line up, and be led by his teachers to places like the park.

　The happiness of those times is something that even going to an amusement park as an adult can hardly bring back.

　Diana and Rose, who arrived at the door of Room 201 on time, probably never expected their group to be so large.

　Both little girls were dressed in beautiful winter clothes, complete with scarves, gloves, and hats.

　Diana looked eager to try, probably already imagining building the biggest snowman in St. Marian!

　However, when she saw the magical elves timidly lining up to walk out of Dark's dormitory, her previously shelved idea of ​​a snowball fight once again overshadowed her thought of building a snowman.

　She originally thought that no one would want to have a snowball fight with her, but now she doesn't have to worry about it at all!

　Dark let her mingle with the magical spirits, walking at the front like a kindergarten class monitor, becoming the team's fire...

　Front of the car.

　He walked side by side with Rose.

　This large group of people and their pets then marched down the stairs and arrived at the common lounge of the noble academy.

　The chatter of the magical elves and Diana then flooded into the lounge.

　The male and female students who were huddled around the fireplace in the common room were instantly captivated.

　The unprecedented grandeur made them almost forget what they were doing.

　Even couples who were being affectionate froze.

　It's not that no one likes to wander around with magical spirits, but leading a large group like this...

　Is it because they think there's too much magic or something?

　Moreover, these magical elves looked like living, breathing creatures; they all seemed to have been raised on cuteness.

　In the past, there was a profession called "Beast Tamer" who fought by taming monsters.

　They often travel in large groups like this.

　But in this day and age, animal trainers, far behind the times, have almost disappeared; they can only be seen in circuses.

　At this moment, Dark did have a bit of the air of an animal tamer.

　The students of the Noble Academy only snapped out of their daze when Diana and the magical elves' train left the common room.

　Then a volcanic eruption of discussion ensued.

　A few girls whispered to each other and couldn't resist following them.

　They weren't thinking of rushing up to hug one and taking it home; they just watched the little ones from afar, and a feeling of satisfaction welled up inside them.

　Under these circumstances, a student who regularly stayed in the common room suddenly got up and quietly went upstairs.

　Room 501, Tower of the Noble House.

　Angus Jeffrey, the president of the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History, was enjoying afternoon tea surrounded by his members.

　Angus Jeffrey is a fourth-year student who became the president of the Academy of Nobles Research Society in the second half of his third year, and it has been almost a year now.

　Since the last rookie tournament, his assigned second-year star, Elsie Kevin, not only performed well against Darko Dimon...

　After losing the duel and becoming a major background character for Dark's sudden appearance, he went into a period of relative quiet.

　The Society for the Study of Aristocratic History is not a monolithic entity.

　If he makes a major mistake in decision-making, harming the interests of the collective or causing significant damage to the reputation of the organization,

　Even if he is the president, he could still be ousted.

　In fact, his decision to target Dark during the rookie tournament was already a failure, and it damaged the reputation of the club.

　When there is a large loss.

　When I clashed with other clubs recently, I was even ridiculed on the spot and I was powerless to refute them.

　Therefore, he needs to do something to make up for this loss.

　Therefore, when someone told him that Dark was traveling with a large number of magical spirits, he knew that his opportunity had come!

　It is common sense that releasing magical spirits requires a large amount of magic power!

　Despite Dark Demon's seemingly great magical talent, there are limits to human potential.

　No matter how strong he is, he can't recklessly deplete his strength.

　As long as we seize the moment when his magic is exhausted, we can make a small move to diminish his arrogance.

　If Darko Dimon embarrasses himself in public, Angus Jeffrey will have won a point.

　There's a reason behind this little gesture.

　It must be within the scope of the rules.

　St. Mary's College explicitly forbids fighting, but encourages all disputes to be resolved through duels.

　Furthermore, it's Valentine's Day, a time when disputes are prone to arise, so everything is in our favor.

　In the end, all that was left was human resources.

　But the problem of "people" is a major challenge.

　Jeffrey took a sip of tea, then glanced at the other club members around him and asked, "So, does anyone have any recommendations?"

　When he asked this question, the commune members couldn't help but lower their heads.

　recommend

　Who should I recommend?

　Even Elsie Kevin isn't a match for him, so who else can I recommend?

　Should we go find second-year student Mali and play a round of Mortal Kombat?

　If we actually go, who knows who might get beaten up!

　But if we exclude second grade, are we supposed to look for third, fourth, or even fifth grade?

　Hey!

　The last time they sent a second-year student to deal with Dark Dimon was already embarrassing enough, wasn't it?

　They're only a first-year student who's been enrolled for a little over six months!

　“I’m sorry.”

　Jeffrey's confidant, Mike Irving, brushed a curl from his forehead and said, "Dark Dimon is no ordinary person, especially since he publicly defeated Kevin in the rookie tournament. So, it's not shameful for us to find a third-year student."

　Jeffrey turned to him and asked, "So, Irving, you have someone in mind?"

　Irving coughed lightly, then glanced to the side: "No."

　What's the point of even talking about that?!

　Jeffrey cursed inwardly and turned to look at the snow scene outside the window.

　Irving added, "That's right. Everyone here is a student of the House of Lords, and everyone has their own pride. Assigning second-year students to..."

　Fighting a first-year student is one thing. But if it's a third-year student, it's hard to imagine anyone agreeing. So this is actually what we...

　There's no need to keep harping on him. Even if he establishes his own club later, he can't escape his noble lineage, and his club won't necessarily clash with the aristocracy. We can actually be on the same side.

　"stop!

　Jeffrey was clearly annoyed by his long-winded speech and slammed his fist on the table, ordering him to stop.

　Mike Irwin's sudden remark clearly contradicted his previous decisions, which displeased him greatly.

　Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Irving with a cold smile: "I have someone in mind!"

　Dak never expected that such an excellent student, with both good character and academic performance, would be targeted by someone.

　After leading his large group out of the tower of the House of Nobles, he did not immediately leave the castle, but instead went up the nearest staircase to the fifth floor of the castle.

　This height is already quite high enough to enjoy a panoramic view.

　One by one, the magical elves climbed up the hole in the city wall, looking down at the pure white earth covered in silver.

　The snow scene viewed from above and the snow scene viewed from the ground are completely different pictures.

　It's not easy to have such an opportunity.

　Dark hoped that the magical spirits could experience more perspectives.

　He stood to the side, watching the excited and jubilant magical elves with gentle eyes, his heart gradually finding fulfillment.

　Diana, on the other hand, pulled Rose along, blending perfectly into the magical elves, making them indistinguishable from each other.

　The two familiars chased after them, their familiars running around. Although they looked quite agile, Dark, who had seen many of his own magical spirits, could easily see the stiffness in their movements.

　"Let's find an opportunity to give them a little surprise."

　Dark smiled slightly.

　After the magical elves had finished their antics, Dark led them down the stairs on the other side of the castle.

　His current magical power is roughly equivalent to that of an adult archmage. However, the quality and recovery rate of his magical power far surpass it. Therefore, the magical power he can use per unit of time is greater than that of an adult archmage.

　The magic power consumed by a few magical spirits can be replenished by the self-regeneration of magic power.

　So far, things have been relatively easy.

　However, if this continues for a longer period of time, there is a possibility that the magic power will be insufficient.

　So next, he plans to find a suitable place to expand "The Amusement Park".

　While Dak was planning the afternoon's snow-viewing activities, most of the first-year students were worried about Valentine's Day.

　Knights College Tower, - Year 1 dormitory.

　Witt Gold and Robert Broheim were playing a game of Go in their dormitory.

　Because Robert has acquired a new piece, Witt, who was already no match for Robert, is no longer a match for him.

　The two almost couldn't have a proper time together.

　After falling into a disadvantageous position once again, Witt hesitated and asked, "Robert, why did you say Dark deliberately showed that vampire chess piece?"

　Robert shook his head, indicating that he knew even less.

　Witt then speculated on his own, "The seal on the secret passage hasn't been broken yet. Could it be because the professors haven't found it yet?"

　Was the reason Dark showed the vampire chess piece to lure him in? But would that work?

　Robert shook his head again: "I don't know."

　Witt: "If Dark really did that on the professors' orders, then does that mean Vlad the vampire has actually escaped through the secret passage and is hiding among us? Otherwise, his actions don't make sense!"

　Robert sighed. "Witt, don't overthink it. It's too dangerous. Even if it's true, as you suspect, it's not something we can get involved in."

　“That’s not necessarily true.” Witt shook the chess piece and whispered, “With the help of my seniors, my [Holy Sword Spell] is almost complete.”

　Robert was taken aback, then congratulated, "That's wonderful! A holy sword for a hero, and a hero with a holy sword is a true hero! Remember Professor Midia's prophecy?"

　“Of course,” Witt said. “History always repeats itself, and the cycle never stops. I will carry on my father’s legacy and become a holy sword wielder worthy of the title of son of a hero!”

　Robert smiled and said, "So, Mr. Holy Sword Master, are you ready to deliver the chocolates?"

　Witt's expression froze, and he sighed, "We'll have to use the store's chocolates that we have on hand."

　This means he had tried making handmade chocolates, but failed.

　Robert comforted him, "They're all the same, really. Maybe the chocolate from the store even tastes a little better."

　Witt: "Perhaps."

　As he sighed, his castle was completely captured by Robert's pieces.