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

　……

　Meanwhile, Dark Dimon was simply collecting the magic cards on the table in an orderly fashion, while the girls who had gathered around him all looked excited.

　"I told you we'd win."

　Diana looked at Aurora with a smug expression.

　The vampire heiress and the phoenix girl were holding hands, almost ready to dance.

　Dark draws "Magical Secretary" from his deck and quickly summons it.

　After the "Magic Secretary" appeared, it began to summon the magical spirits one by one.

　Dark then replenished the magic of the magical elves who had worked hard in the field.

　Amidst several exclamations, Gatomon, standing on its "single sword sheath," actually ascended from below and arrived beside Dark.

　"How did you feel about the duel?" Dark asked casually.

　Gatomon shook its head, not quite satisfied.

　Although it ended the duel with "Sword Dance", the same effect would have been achieved if Leomon had been used instead.

　It prefers to appear during a duel and fight until it is exhausted.

　Instead of effortlessly reaping the rewards from the opponent like this.

　Dark smiled slightly and agreed, "That's about the same feeling I have."

　【傲慢+1】

　……

　Directly opposite.

　Angus Jeffrey pressed his hands firmly against the card table, his head bowed, staring intently at his fingers.

　In this duel, Jeffrey went through several psychological journeys, from initial confidence to wavering midway and finally regaining his confidence.

　But when he finally had victory in his grasp, he was shocked to find that Dark had simply covered the four magic cards he had drawn later on the table without even looking at them!

　That kind of "contempt" was downright humiliating.

　What he found even more unacceptable was that the opponent did absolutely nothing after that, yet still managed to achieve final victory by relying solely on their previous arrangements.

　It seems that everything in this duel is under Dark Damon's control!

　That feeling of powerlessness from being completely controlled was the main reason why Jeffrey's emotions erupted so intensely.

　Even excluding all external factors.

　He was also a fourth-year honors student at St. Marian Academy. He simply couldn't accept the reality of being defeated in this way by a first-year student.

　At this moment.

　He looked back suddenly and realized how ridiculous his little actions in the previous school year had been.

　His behavior to this day is like that of a clown.

　In the face of true strength, all those petty schemes and underhanded tactics are nothing but a joke!

　The reason why the eldest prince's faction is struggling is because the Valkyrie is on the eldest princess's side!

　"boom!"

　Jeffrey slammed his fist on the card table, then picked up the magic cards from the table, his gloomy expression fading away like a flood.

　When he looked up again, he had regained his aristocratic elegance.

　"Dimmon, you've won this time."

　……

　Jeffrey's voice was amplified throughout the hall.

　Dark turned to look at him and smiled, "You're too kind, senior."

　……

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Chapter 499 Darkdemon Wants to Go to Sea (1 words)

　The Villainous Young Master Just Wants to Live a Buddhist Life Chapter 499 Darkdymon Wants to Go to Sea (1):

　达克?迪蒙和安格斯?杰弗里并没有因为这一场决斗的胜负而产生隔阂——至少表面上是如此。104;116;116;112;58;47;47;119;119;119;46;50;99;121;120;115;119;46;99;111;109;47;

　After their duel ended, the two returned to their original seats, chatting and laughing as if they were old friends, behaving like good juniors and seniors.

　But news of Jeffrey's defeat to Dark Demon in the magic duel had already quietly spread.

　Those with keen observations even noticed the detail that Dark didn't fold in the last two rounds. This led to even more interpretations of the duel.

　People always love dramatic things.

　Even if they weren't originally interested, they would still be happy to spread the word.

　Jeffrey might find out when he gets home tonight that the news has already reached his father's ears.

　……

　Inside a secluded private room.

　After watching the duel, Prince Charles fell into deep thought.

　He finally got to see Leomon and Gatomon's performance. He also gained a deeper understanding of the power of that "Holy Sword".

　But for some reason, he always felt that he was overlooking something.

　However, he couldn't quite put his finger on what he had overlooked.

　This gradually made him feel irritable.

　It was just as frustrating as the moment I saw Darko Dimon defeat Angus Jeffrey.

　The more you get to know this young master of the Dimon family, the more you develop a certain feeling.

　It's as if the Golden Generation, led by the hero Black, stepped out of the legend during the war.

　Sometimes he couldn't understand why there were so many geniuses in the world.

　He was clearly excellent, but he always felt inferior to those true geniuses.

　Each time he made a comparison, he would try to shed his own identity, and then he would find that in front of those geniuses, he was no different from an ordinary person.

　When he was a child, he confided in his father, who was the king.

　But the king simply told him that it was not a thought he should have.

　Everyone has something they are born with; we shouldn't be jealous of others, but rather explore our own potential.

　Moreover, he has absolutely no need to remove his own identity to compare himself with others.

　Because his "identity" is his "talent".

　He has never been able to understand that statement, and he still is.

　Long thought.

　Charles suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Dak, who was already sitting down, and finally caught a glimmer of inspiration.

　"Could he become the next Valkyrie?"

　"Not a 'Hero,' but a 'God of War'?"

　Once the thought arose, it was impossible to suppress.

　In the kingdom today, the "Hero" is a figure who has passed away and exists only in "legends".

　No matter how famous a person is, once they have passed away, they will not pose a threat.

　While the Valkyrie's reputation is slightly less than that of the Hero, she is still alive and will live a long time because of her "Saintly Body".

　If, years from now, Darko Dimon also grows up...

　The Dimon family may acquire a second "God of War".

　Such a family...

　"Looking at the long term, if we can't contain it, we can only try to win it over."

　"Promoting Darko Dimon as a 'hero' is a strategy."

　"Using this to win him over is also a strategy."

　"These are not actually contradictory."

　"It's just that a little adjustment is needed in terms of the inclination."

　“Eliza has gained the favor of the Valkyrie, and I could also try to win over the Valkyrie’s son.”

　"I need to think about this carefully!"

　Charles pondered for a long time on the sofa, then suddenly felt a surge of intoxication and lay down straight.

　……

　And inside the circular corridor.

　Jeffrey forced himself to talk to Dark for half an hour, but after failing to uncover the secrets of the "World of Sin," he found an excuse to slip away.

　As Dak watched him leave, he breathed a slight sigh of relief; he didn't actually like this kind of hypocritical socializing.

　Surprisingly, although Jeffrey left, several of the aristocratic scions in his circle did not.

　Both sides are young people, and as long as there are no conflicts of interest, they have plenty to talk about.

　As they talked, Phyllis Raman couldn't help but mention "the son of the hero".

　For outsiders outside of St. Marian Academy, the topic of "the son of a hero" is naturally very attractive, and many people want to know what kind of person the son of the hero Bright is.

　Since Dak happened to be in the same grade, Phyllis couldn't help but ask.

　Dak smiled slightly and casually recounted some unimportant information.

　He's not the type to talk badly about people behind their backs, so the information is just readily available.

　After listening for a while, Phyllis exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, Little God is actually from the Knights Academy? I thought... he must be from the Noble Academy!"

　Dark blinked and said, "Perhaps his courage is more representative than his noble bloodline."

　He certainly couldn't tell Phyllis that Vittoria had another half of vampire blood—and that he might even have the blood of a demon king flowing through his veins.

　Phyllis and the others exchanged glances, but accepted his explanation.

　After all, Vittor God is the "son of a hero," so it's perfectly normal for courage to be more important than bloodline.

　The group chatted for a while longer, when one of the chubby young noblemen suddenly asked, "I heard that the model Easter eggs your academy started selling at Easter were planned by a student?"

　Dark paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's how it is."

　The young nobleman exclaimed, "Oh dear!" and said, "That's a terrible design! I heard that your college's model Easter eggs have been incredibly popular since Easter, and they're still expanding their market. If things go well, I mean... um, do you know who that student is? I'd love to invite him for a drink."

　Dark said, "If it's just about drinking tea..."

　Seeing that things were looking promising, the young nobleman quickly said, "It's not like that. I have some ideas about cooperation that I'd like to discuss with him."

　"Hmm?" Darke became slightly interested. "What kind of collaboration is it? Could you elaborate?"

　The young nobleman glanced around, looking somewhat troubled.

　Phyllis looked at him coldly and said, "Eugénie, what are you keeping me in suspense for?"

　Brown Eugénie scratched her head and could only say, "Raman, this is a trade secret."

　"Tch." Phyllis looked at him with her chin and said, "You think you can keep trade secrets?"

　Brown blushed slightly and said embarrassedly, "What's wrong with me? I started getting involved in the family business in the first half of this year. I'm not the same person I used to be!"

　“Alright.” Phyllis raised an eyebrow and said, “Then tell me your secrets and I’ll see if they’re of any value.”

　“Fine, I…” Brown suddenly froze, then snapped, “You’re lying to me again!”