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

　"Welcome back, Mr. Dimon. I'm Jessica, and I'm at your service."

　Jessica has shoulder-length chestnut curly hair, delicate features, fair skin, and exquisite makeup that gives her a subtle intellectual beauty.

　She wore neutral-toned clothing with only a slight opening at the neckline, revealing an eye-catching abyss.

　Dark nodded to her, then stepped down from the carriage after Ollie, and reached out to help Aurora and Pandora off the carriage one by one.

　Jessica observed the two young ladies who had come with the young master of the Dimon family, her gaze lingering on Pandora for a little longer.

　She had clearly figured out who the main guests would be this time.

　……

　After 3 p.m., the crowds that "haunt my dreams" gradually increase.

　One carriage after another drove into the garden, and the men and women who stepped out of the carriages were all wealthy and noble, each exuding an air of luxury.

　Pandora walked beside Dark, yet blended perfectly into the environment.

　Halfway there, she took Dak's arm.

　Aurora, walking on the other side of Dak, looked more and more like their younger sister.

　Aurora gripped her fingers, looking somewhat uneasy.

　Ollie lagged slightly behind, walking behind and watching the two ladies' backs with her eyes slightly narrowed.

　As Angus Jeffrey's jokes spread, Darko Dimon's reputation began to recover somewhat.

　Along the way, countless nobles offered their greetings, to the point that it became somewhat annoying.

　Dak appeared calm as he dealt with the people, but his pace quickened involuntarily.

　Besides, the goods and services in "Soulmate" are still very attractive.

　Even Pandora couldn't resist taking a liking to a piece of jewelry.

　It was a silver necklace with a cat pendant, and it was quite valuable.

　However, the VIP membership card that Dark possesses is the highest level. Not only does it have no access restrictions, but it also offers a free quota of one million Holy Coins per month.

　Buying a necklace would be more than enough.

　Of course, he wouldn't show favoritism, and he picked out an item for both Aurora and Ollie.

　It wasn't until 5 p.m. that the four of them finally arrived at the "long-awaited" clubhouse center.

　Once again, Dark was quite familiar with the circular corridor built around the arena.

　As he led the way to the inner side of the corridor, he asked, "What kind of performance is there tonight?"

　Jessica smiled professionally and listed the details as if they were old friends: "It's five o'clock now. There should be a shield bashing demonstration in the arena, followed by a swordsmanship demonstration, a piano performance, and a beast tamer performance."

　"Shield bashing performances and animal trainer performances?" Dark asked with some curiosity.

　Jessica explained, "Shield bashing, simply put, is two warriors charging at each other with shields. The one who can knock the other out of the pre-defined area wins."

　"What about the animal trainer's performance?" Dark asked.

　Jessica smiled and said, "It should be considered a higher-level program than the circus. If mages are thriving, beast tamers have already faded from the scene, and it's not easy to find a real beast tamer."

　"I see."

　Dak nodded slightly, having gained some understanding of the two programs.

　The so-called shield-bombing performance is roughly similar to sumo wrestling, but the warriors performing the performance need to hold heavy shields and charge at each other with all their might, which places extremely high demands on the strength and endurance of both warriors.

　Each collision produced a deafening explosion that ignited the audience's excitement.

　If this were used as the basis for a competition, it would be an extremely exciting event.

　As for the beast tamer's performance, I guess it will allow people to experience the aura of real wild beasts, which is different from magical elves.

　But halfway there, Dark suddenly stopped and asked doubtfully, "Are you sure it's time for the shield bashing demonstration?"

　“This…” Jessica couldn’t help but look towards the edge of the corridor.

　There were indeed many guests gathered at the edge of the corridor to watch. But the expected sound of shield bashing did not occur.

　If you listen carefully, what you hear are human voices and chirping sounds.

　"Could it be that the beast tamer has entered the arena ahead of schedule?"

　Jessica hesitated inwardly, but remained calm on the surface and said, "Perhaps the program order has been changed, which is not uncommon in the venue."

　"Anyway, you'll know once you go and see for yourself, right?"

　Sensing the magical fluctuations emanating from the arena, Dark finally became interested.

　He quickened his pace to the edge of the corridor, held onto the railing, and looked down.

　But in the arena, two archmages were engaged in a duel!

　"A magical duel?"

　Pandora looked down at him and couldn't help but smile.

　Although the whole day was very enjoyable, she was still more attracted to the magic duel.

　Is this also an exhibition match?

　"Probably not."

　Dark pointed to one of the duelists and said, "The 'Soul's Desire' can't afford a duelist like this."

　“Hmm, let me think.” Pandora frowned slightly and pondered, “The one down there, is he the president of the Noble History Research Society? I’ve seen him before.”

　Dark said, "That's right, it's Angus Jeffrey. I just don't know why he's going to duel. Did he get PTSD from the last fight?"

　Pandora: "Hmm?"

　Dark shook his head: "Nothing. I meant he might be obsessed with dueling?"

　Pandora couldn't help but smile: "I don't think so."

　The two of them immediately focused their attention and looked down.

　The arena was filled with a chilling atmosphere. Although Angus Jeffrey's "Frozen Ground" had been successfully dispelled, the temperature in the arena was difficult to rise again in the short term.

　His opponent was dressed in a suit and exuded confidence in every gesture—but this was merely an appearance.

　Even if the duelists trained by "Soulful Dreams" are lacking in strength, their appearance and demeanor must be impeccable. They must never lose their composure under any circumstances; this is the professional conduct of an actor.

　But from above, where it couldn't be seen, the duelist's face, hidden by the brim of his hat, was already distorted.

　Despite the chilly environment, he was sweating profusely and his eyes were shrugging; something was clearly wrong.

　On the contrary, Angus Jeffrey, sitting opposite him, had a condescending posture, his eyes revealing an arrogance and indifference as if looking down on ants.

　Although he had mostly thought the same way in the past, he would not have so openly revealed it to the public as he does now.

　However, at this moment, Angus Jeffrey made no attempt to conceal his arrogance, which was almost palpable in his demeanor.

　An eerie atmosphere permeated the area.

　"In the name of Angus Jeffrey, I offer this sacrifice to summon—the Frost Emperor!"

　Angus Jeffrey suddenly raised the magic card in his hand high into the sky, and a crystal-like ice-blue light burst forth from the magic card.

　Without any apparent reason, the two magical spirits in his field transformed into light and became sacrifices for summoning higher-star magical spirits.

　A giant emperor penguin, as large as a small mountain, rose from the sacrificial summoning circle, its icy crown almost touching the corridor.

　The nobles watching from the circular corridor couldn't help but shout with excitement, all eyes focused on the "Frost Emperor"!

　This large penguin, which was not summoned during the duel with Dark, let out a piercing scream as it appeared, then suddenly raised its short, thick legs and stomped hard on the magical spirit opposite it with its thick feet.

　The poor magical sprite was crushed to death with a single stomp, its magical radiance scattering in all directions.

　The "Frost Emperor" swayed his body as he walked step by step across the center line of the arena, his massive body gradually casting shadow over the duelist trained by the guild.

　An indescribable fear welled up from the depths of his heart.

　He couldn't help but take several steps back, tilting his head back and staring intently into the eyes of the "Frost Emperor".

　suddenly.

　He let out a scream and fled the arena in terror before the life barrier of the magic orb shattered.

　"boom!"

　The "Frost Emperor" did not stop, shattering the life barrier of the magic orb with a single stomp.

　"Beep——"

　The referee suddenly blew his whistle, declaring Angus Jeffrey the winner.

　Then, thunderous applause erupted, and the atmosphere in the center of the hall was incredibly enthusiastic.

　After his victory, Angus Jeffrey recalled his magical spirit. He left behind only a cold, assertive statement before abruptly turning away.

　"waste."

　……

　Dark, observing carefully in the corridor, was surprised: "Is this still the same Jeffrey?"

　The changes in Angus Jeffrey after just one week are astonishing.

　"Hey, Dark?"

　The sudden greeting brought Dark back to his senses, and he turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

　Phyllis Raman was waving at him.

　Beside her, one could also see Eugénie Browne and several other familiar aristocratic scions.

　Dark's eyes darted around, and he called Pandora and Aurora over, heading towards Phyllis's direction.

　When Phyllis saw him approaching, she quickly had someone make room for her.

　The two noblemen chuckled as they rose, walked around to the sofa where Phyllis and the others were sitting, and placed both of them on the back of the chairs, which was quite comfortable.

　Dark walked to the sofa and first gestured for Pandora and Aurora to sit down. Then he took his seat and made room for Ollie.

　As a maid, Oli was supposed to stand by.

　But at Dak's prompting, she had no choice but to sit down.

　The waitress beside him quickly poured tea.

　Phyllis raised her hand and said warmly, "What brings you to the club today?"

　Dark nodded and said, "You've had a busy week, take a break. You guys aren't with Jeffrey?"

　“Jeffrey—” Phyllis moved the lid of her cup and said meaningfully, “We haven’t been together much since last time.”

　Dark's mind raced, and he asked, "What's going on?"

　Phyllis laughed and said, "Well, I guess he's too embarrassed to go out after losing to you. Of course, it's also possible that his dad put him in solitary confinement. In any case, we didn't see him at all until this week."

　"Before this week?" Dark asked. "That means he's been active again since this week."

　“Yes,” Phyllis sighed, “He’s incredibly active. If I hadn’t known him since I was a child, I would have thought he was a completely different person.”

　Dark: "Becoming... well, more like an aristocrat?"

　"Hmm?" Phyllis was taken aback at first, then pondered carefully, finally grasping the meaning. "That's it! He's become like an old aristocrat from several eras ago! You know what it feels like to look down on people? That's it. And his legs are short... no, I just mean he's not tall. So to look down on people like that, you need some other methods, like..."

　Dark: "Like what?"

　Phyllis raised a finger and said seriously, "Tools or location."

　Dark: "Height-increasing shoes or standing on a high place?"

　Phyllis couldn't help but smile slightly and said, "Don't say these things to his face. He's actually quite fragile."

　Dark: "A fragile heart?"

　Phyllis's eyes lit up, and she said, "Yes, yes, that's the feeling. Connecting glass and heart, it sounds surprisingly natural."

　Dark asked curiously, "Then how exactly did he become like this?"

　Phyllis leaned back in his chair and said, "Who knows? Anyway, he suddenly appeared at the guild on Monday, and then he started challenging the duelists trained by the guild every now and then, and he was really aggressive no matter who he was talking to. But some people seem to really like that feeling, and others think he's suddenly seen the light and has more value to rely on, you see..."

　Following Phyllis's direction, Dak turned his head and saw Angus Jeffrey coming up from the crossroads, surrounded by even more supporters than last time.

　Clearly, after his personality suddenly changed drastically, more people actually became optimistic about him.