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

　The senior looked around, but hesitated slightly.

　Dark understood her concerns at a glance, and immediately got up from his seat and sat down between Doron and Pistan.

　"Huh?" Diana couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.

　Dark laughed and said, "Let the senior sit over there."

　Three men and three women, one on each side, just right.

　"Oh," Diana responded, then moved to a seat by the window.

　Rose then moved closer, leaving the outer seat for the second-year student.

　The senior student let out a soft sigh and said as she sat down, "Thanks. My name is Katrina Isaiah, a second-year student at the Magic Academy. I hope we can have a pleasant journey together."

　So the five of them introduced themselves and quickly became acquainted.

　Dark asked curiously, "Senior Sister Isaiah, is Saines the city of knowledge, Saines?"

　As Katrina took a copy of "The Anthology of xxx" out of her backpack, she nodded in response: "That's what people outside call it, but in reality, Saines just has a few more sages than other places."

　……

　[4-in-1 8100+]

Chapter 453 Darkdemon Enters the Gray Fog at Night (63/233)

　Katrina Isaiah was only a junior in high school. Even the girls who developed faster were only about the same height as Dark.

　Moreover, her slender figure made her look even younger.

　She had long black hair with straight bangs that barely covered her eyebrows, giving her a low-key, reserved, and delicate appearance.

　Her first impression was reminiscent of Winnie Skadi.

　However, it seems that the top students in the Magic Academy all share similar commonalities.

　Dark and Katrina chatted for a few more minutes before getting back into their match against Doron.

　After he broke through Dorron's castle, the unconvinced Dorron shouted that it was best two out of three, so the second round of the game began.

　Not long after, the magical motorcycle emitted a loud roar, and both vehicles began to tremble slightly.

　Is it about to open?

　"Doron suddenly exclaimed excitedly."

　Diana peered out the window and said, "It looks like it's about to open."

　Rose's expression wasn't good: "Next, we'll be on the road for three whole days..."

　Pistan retorted, "Isn't there a restaurant? Three days it is, as long as we can eat our fill."

　Diana immediately gave her a look that said, "Great minds think alike," and their eyes met, as if they had known each other for a long time.

　"Boom!"

　Another loud bang.

　It swayed violently from the front of the car.

　A violent surge of magical energy erupted.

　The magical light spread along the chassis, covering the entire magical motorcycle in the blink of an eye.

　Then, amidst the students' cheers, the magical motorcycle suddenly surged forward and started moving.

　The violent shaking made the students very uncomfortable.

　It wasn't until two or three minutes later that the magic-powered motorcycle's movement became relatively smooth, but it still vibrated from time to time.

　For people prone to motion sickness, this is nothing short of a cruel torture.

　Rose's face turned slightly pale.

　But she forced a smile and silently endured it.

　……

　The dazzling scenery flashed past on both sides of the motorcycle, just like the swift passage of time.

　Before we knew it, it was noon.

　At the attendant's prompting, the students gradually stood up from their seats and went to the dining area closest to their seats to eat their simple meals on the train.

　"It's quite delicious; it must be the work of a halfling chef."

　As Dak savored the taste of the grilled steak, he casually forked the accompanying dessert—a thin pancake—on Diana's plate.

　Diana's eyes lit up, and she took a big bite of the last steak and started eating the cake that had gone from one to two.

　Pistan, sitting opposite, looked on with a craving and subconsciously nudged Doron next to him.

　But of course, Dorron wouldn't give him his cake; he simply pretended not to see it.

　After finishing lunch, the six of them strolled around the restaurant's lounge area for a while before returning to their seats to take a nap.

　Sleeping in a seat is not comfortable, but the magical locomotive of St. Marian has not yet been equipped with sleeper berths.

　In the early stages of this technology, we can't expect too much.

　In the cubicle with the six people in Dark, Diana gave her seat inside to Rose.

　Rose lay down on the table and slowly fell asleep.

　Dark moved outside and sat facing Katrina, both of them reading books.

　Doron and Pistan were playing a magical chess game in hushed tones, while Diana watched from the opposite side.

　The magical motorcycle gradually quieted down.

　Time stood still like that.

　……

　The magical motorcycle traversed plains and canyons, entered underground tunnels, and crossed lakes and waterways.

　Traveling south from the northern border of the kingdom, passing through several stations, they finally arrived in Phoenix City before evening.

　Legend has it that an immortal phoenix descended upon the earth, burning a desolate land filled with poisonous fog into charcoal. Decades later, however, new shoots sprouted from this scorched land, transforming it into a vibrant place of life.

　So the people who migrated here adopted the phoenix as their totem and built a huge phoenix statue.

　Later, as times changed, one of the phoenix statue's wings was broken off during wartime, and the original Phoenix Town became Phoenix City.

　The Phoenix station is a major station; Emma Meutis and Robert Broheim both got off here.

　With a large number of people getting off the vehicle, the interior of the magical motorcycle finally became a little more spacious.

　After stopping in place for about half an hour, the magic motorcycle started again.

　Dusk falls.

　The magical motorcycle passed through the sunset and drove into the deep darkness.

　After dinner, Dak and the others played around for a while, then lay down on the table and closed their eyes for a nap.

　The saying that the journey was tiring is not a joke; a long ride on a magical motorcycle is not comfortable at all.

　Around nine o'clock in the evening, Dark quietly got up, carried his schoolbag into the bathroom, calmed himself down, and took out the magic brain dropper to draw out his "great sin" for the day.

　Especially since I don't have enough points for "Arrogance," the full text is available for free reading here.

　This time, he chose "greed".

　After completing his nightly routine, Dak took the opportunity to brush his teeth and wash his face before quietly returning to his cubicle.

　The students were all fast asleep, and even the little devil monster was lying on its back in the middle of the table, fast asleep.

　Dark smiled slightly and then closed his eyes.

　……

　As night fell, the magical motorcycle traversed the wilderness, passing through the edge of the Gray Mist Forest.

　The forest ranger stood outside the railing, watching the locomotive whiz by, and slowly pulled down the brim of his hat.

　The thick gray fog was smashed apart by the magic motorcycle, and a chilling aura seeped into the vehicle.

　……

　Dark Dimon's eye twitched slightly, and he subconsciously furrowed his brow.

　Then he suddenly opened his eyes, and an eerie silence enveloped the surroundings.

　Everyone in the cubicle was asleep.

　Rose lay on the table, burying her face in her arms.

　Diana leaned against Rose, her lips twitching occasionally as if she were eating something.

　Katrina sat upright and fell asleep with a book on her lap.

　Doron and Pistan huddled together in a V-shape, occasionally letting out shouts.

　The little devil sat up with a blank expression, his eyes filled with tears.

　The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if something was missing.

　After a while.

　Dark suddenly realized: "That's it, the sound of the magic motorcycle has disappeared. Did it stop?"

　He casually picked up the little devilmon, put it on his shoulder, then pushed open the small door of the cubicle and walked into the corridor.

　The entire carriage was very quiet, and it seemed that the other students were also asleep.

　He looked out the car window and, through the thin mist covering the glass, could see a dark green hue in the darkness.

　That was a forest with towering trees.

　As my vision gradually adjusted to the darkness, the outline of the forest became clearer, and I could faintly hear the chirping of insects.

　Dark turned to look at the projection screen, where the name of the place was clearly written as the words slowly scrolling across it—Grey Mist Forest.

　"The Gray Mist Forest, I remember it's in the wilderness between Freund and Bagroya..."

　Dak rubbed his forehead, feeling that his consciousness was still somewhat hazy.

　He subconsciously took a step.

　When I came to my senses, I was already standing at the door of the carriage.

　For some reason, the open car door let in a cool night breeze.

　The hazy moonlight poured down, dappling the dark earth with points of light and shadow.

　Clear magical runes shimmered on the railings on both sides of the track, with two pillars positioned on either side.

　As he slowly stepped off the magical motorcycle, the chirping of insects in the Gray Mist Forest suddenly grew louder.

　As Dak walked through the deep darkness, he caught sight of the ranger standing outside the tracks, and then noticed the small cabin behind the ranger.

　The forest ranger looked up, revealing a weathered and aged face.

　"Want to come in and sit down?"

　The forest ranger stepped back, revealing the small cabin behind him.

　Dak nodded slightly and went inside.

　The room was lit by an oil lamp, and contained only a bed, a wooden table, and two stools.

　There was a smaller room next to the main house, where the stove should be located.

　The elderly forest ranger pulled a stool out from under the table, gestured for him to sit down, poured a glass of water into a hand-rubbed cup, and handed it to Dak.

　Dak sat down on the stool, holding the cup in both hands, but didn't drink.

　Only after the forest ranger sat down opposite him did he speak up, "Is this the Gray Fog Forest?"

　"Yes and no." The forest ranger took a sip of water from the cup, the water flowing down his throat and into his body, his throat throbbing.

　Then he put down the cup and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know why water flows downhill?"

　Of course I know, but will you understand if I say it?