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

　"This is not okay."

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　He shook his head, yawned, and then took the sea lion, Qiuqiu, out of the bed.

　Sometimes he would think that to give Dewl the evolved form, he would most likely need the "Jealousy" card, but where could he find "Jealousy"?

　This is a really difficult problem.

　"Let me think about what I need to do today."

　My turbulent thoughts gradually calmed down.

　Let's put our studies aside for now.

　"By the way, the hatching of the elf eggs and the planting of the Diesel Seeds!"

　"And taking Aurora around the capital...it's quite annoying."

　So Dark reluctantly got out of bed, grabbed a "Greed 3" card and used it on "Trash Slime".

　"In the name of Dark Dimon, swipe your card to evolve!"

　Once "Trash Slime" successfully evolved into "Greedy Slime 2", he buried his entire body inside it.

　Soon, I felt refreshed.

　With "Greedy Slime 2", you don't even need to wash your face...

　Even so, Dak still went into the bathroom to wash up as usual.

　After finishing, he changed his clothes, clipped his card holder to his bag, and immediately put the "long-awaited" pass into his bag before preparing to leave.

　"Wow!"

　Little Devimon suddenly flew over and landed precisely on its shoulder.

　Dak didn't throw it back; he just left the bedroom.

　"Aries" Ollie was already standing by.

　"Young master, would you like to have a meal?" she asked gently.

　Dak shook his head and said, "Of course we should eat breakfast, but Sister Ollie, you don't have to."

　“I like it this way.” Ollie smiled brightly.

　Dark was getting a little impatient, so he changed the subject, saying, "I'll leave my magical spirits in the care of the sisters in Aries Palace."

　He had already summoned the "Magical Secretary" before leaving, and the summoning of the Watchers Alliance was now up to him.

　……

　When they arrived at the restaurant, Dak only saw Claire leisurely sipping tea with a newspaper next to her.

　“Good morning, Aunt Claire,” Darke said sweetly.

　Claire smiled. "Good morning, Dark. Your mother's at work. You're mine today."

　Dark's expression stiffened, and he forced a dry laugh, "Today I'm planning to take Aurora out for a stroll."

　Claire raised her index finger and shook it: "I know, I mean you can come to me if you need anything."

　After sitting down, Dak asked about his doubts from the previous night.

　Claire then explained, "The hatching of an elf egg requires two things."

　Dak laid out his napkin and asked, "What is it?"

　Claire said, "One is a treasure with the corresponding attribute, preferably something like monster blood or plant juice, which can grant elves additional characteristics. The other..."

　Dark: "What's the other one?"

　Claire: "It's fate."

　Dark was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

　Claire said, "With enough energy to hatch, the elf essentially becomes conscious. You need to guide it to hatch, to make it want to come out. If it doesn't want to come out, then it really won't."

　"That's really capricious," Dark said, somewhat speechless. "But if it's a corresponding attribute, the elf egg that Lord Montilfali gave me should be fire-attribute, which I happen to have..."

　“That’s not fire-attribute.” Suna Montilfali entered through the door, led by her maid.

　Dark turned her head and saw Aurora standing beside her, looking somewhat shy.

　Aurora always reminded her of Diana with a reversed personality.

　He greeted the child first, then asked curiously, "So what attribute is that elf egg?"

　Suna smiled slightly and said, "That's a Sun Elf!"

　As she spoke, she raised her finger, and a flame flickered at the tip of her finger. The flame gradually grew larger and transformed into a small sun-like fiery sprite.

　This city lord of Montilfali, who has no elven blood, is actually an elven envoy!

　This surprised Dak.

　Seemingly stimulated by the blazing sun spirit, two spirits suddenly flew out from Aurora's hair.

　One of the two elves was very similar to Lord Montilfali's elf, but slightly smaller.

　The other one resembled a small crescent moon, radiating a chilling and icy aura.

　"Sun Elf and Ice Moon Elf!"

　Even Claire looked surprised at this moment.

　"Suna, where did you get all these rare items?"

　……

　"A temple."

　Suna sat down next to Claire: "Luckily, it's located underground in the City of Freedom."

　"How could you hide it for so long?" Claire said, speechless.

　Suna said, "There's no way we can reveal it. We found the clues when we were working on the city's underground pipes, and then we dug all the way up and found a temple. The temple is dedicated to a certain sun god and moon god, but it belongs to the beast god."

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　Claire asked, "Is it large?"

　Suna revealed a hint of pride: "Not small. After a few more years, once we've explored all the dangerous areas, we can consider opening it to the public. That might allow the city to turn a profit."

　Claire: "Are you still losing money?"

　Suna's expression turned serious, and she said helplessly, "What else can I do?"

　Claire sighed, "It's really not easy."

　Suna shook her head: "A person has to do something while they're alive."

　Claire said, "That's true. Things were better during wartime, but now that the world is at peace, monsters and demons have emerged. Hybrids definitely need a place to live."

　Suna nodded and said, "If you don't work hard, no one will work hard for you."

　……

　The two chatted for a while before turning their attention back to Dak.

　The Sun Spirit is naturally better than the usual Fire Spirit.

　However, finding a matching treasure of the same attribute is much more difficult.

　Dark originally possessed a gem that contained a drop of fire-attribute monster blood, which he found inside an Easter egg in the cafeteria during Easter.

　If it's just a regular fire spirit, that gem would be just right.

　But since it's a Sun Elf...

　All he could think of was the "fruit of pride"!

　However, he is now accumulating arrogance like a squirrel, which is not easy to use.

　"However, it seems that three stems of the 'Fruit of Pride' still remain?"

　Dak pondered for a while, wondering if he could find a way to juice the three stems.

　"However, one of them has a mad factor, so we might only have two usable stems. This is a bit tricky."

　Just as he was thinking, Claire asked, "You seem to have some ideas?"

　Dark nodded and said, "A little."

　Claire: "So I won't offer any help?"

　Dark: "..."

　Claire said slowly, "It's not good to get something for nothing. You'll have to rely on yourself."

　The cat sighed.

　Dark said, "So, what about the other two questions?"

　Claire continued, "The Gretel family's Hundred Refined Ointment is an extremely precious magical potion. Its main purpose is to eliminate accumulated injuries after intense training and enhance physical fitness at the same time. Of course, it also has the effect of eliminating scars, but the effect is not particularly strong. I think you will need it later."

　Dark: "Skip that."

　“Then finally there’s the Seed of Diesel,” Claire said. “You already know the origin of the Seed of Diesel. It has very strict requirements for its growing environment. It needs to be planted in a place with a lot of people, preferably a place where people are diverse and filled with desires.”

　A place of longing and yearning. Though it's inappropriate for me to say it, the most suitable places to cultivate it are casinos and places where fireflies roam.

　Dark frowned slightly: "Is there a second option?"

　Claire said, "A slightly lower level would be underground arenas, boxing rings, and the like."

　Dak pressed on, "And where do you live?"

　Claire smiled. "Of course, for the safety of the Tree of Disel, it's impossible to plant it in those chaotic places. I suggest planting it in the backyard. The people in the Duke's mansion are enough for it to thrive. You probably don't know that the leaves of the Tree of Disel have a special function."

　Dark's brow relaxed, and he asked curiously, "What's its purpose?"

　Claire said, "Mind Imprint!"

　Dark: "Hmm?"

　Claire said, "It's a natural photocopy, capable of imprinting scenes in one's mind onto the leaf, and it can be used repeatedly. The downside is that most people don't have enough mental clarity; it requires a sufficiently high level of mental strength."

　"A perfect material for making notebooks!"

　Dak immediately understood.

　The Tree of Diesel is a treasure trove; it's all about how you use it.

　"As for the method of cultivating the Tree of Disel..." Claire smiled, "I suggest you entrust it to someone else, such as Ollie. She will definitely be able to handle it properly for you."

　No sooner had he finished speaking than Ollie, who was standing behind Dark, patted her chest and said, "Young Master, leave it to me!"

　Dark knew without asking that the cultivation method of the Tree of Disel must be extremely complicated and time-consuming, so it could only be left to the maids.

　So he stopped hesitating and said to Ollie, "Sister Ollie, then I'll leave it to you."

　“No problem.” Ollie smiled.

　Claire raised an eyebrow at the sight of the affection between master and servant, and said, "I know your need for the Tree of Disel is quite high. But to cultivate it to a usable state within three months, some special methods will be needed. Alvette will tell you when the time comes."

　Dark nodded and patted the little devil's belly.

　The little devilmon understood, immediately flew to the wall, grabbed a newspaper, and flew back.

　Dak habitually spread out today's morning paper before starting his meal.

　……

　His habit certainly doesn't conform to strict dining etiquette.

　But who cares?

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　Even the "virgin" teacher Vigo couldn't control him, let alone now.

　Claire, now of a carefree nature, also opened the newspaper and began to read.