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

　Glistening dewdrops rolled down from the leaves, splashing up tiny droplets.

　Dark brought the blue-eyed dragon to the training ground in the backyard.

　Shortly afterward, the sound of a dragon's roar suddenly came from the direction of the Dragon Taming Platform.

　Upon sensing the aura of the dragon species, the innocent-looking blue-eyed dragon suddenly narrowed its round eyes, radiating pure dragon might.

　But Claire's wyvern responded with its dragon might without any fear.

　The young blue-eyed dragon suddenly let out a roar; though its voice was still young, it already showed signs of ferocity.

　In the blink of an eye, the enormous body of the wyvern appeared above its head, then circled several times in the sky before speeding down.

　Claire's wyvern was merely a sub-dragon species with diluted dragon blood. Yet, it was a seasoned veteran, its eyes revealing a sense of vicissitude and bloodlust.

　After it landed, it stood opposite the Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon, and the difference in size between the two became increasingly obvious.

　Although the Blue-Eyes Baby Dragon is nearly three meters tall, its body shape is not suitable for carrying people, and its wings are not fully developed.

　A normal adult dragon is at least five meters long.

　Claire's wyvern was larger, measuring a full seven meters long.

　"Put on the 'Flight Charm' and let your dragon egg hatch."

　Claire sat atop the dragon's back, looking down at the scene.

　Dark glanced enviously at the complete set of dragon saddles on the back of the wyvern, then reached out to comfort the blue-eyed dragon and began the "dragon egg transformation".

　Once the Blue-Eyes baby dragon had transformed into a dragon egg, he immediately injected "Pride 4" to hatch the "Blue-Eyes Sub-White Dragon"!

　The Blue-Eyes White Dragon that emerged from the dragon egg was in no way inferior to a wyvern in terms of physique.

　It spread its wings, glanced disdainfully at the wyvern, and then turned to look at its master on the ground.

　Dark's lips curled into a smile as he used the "Flying Charm" to fly onto the dragon's back.

　As he sat down, his hands touched the cold dragon scales, and an indescribable sense of excitement welled up from the bottom of his heart.

　Which boy hasn't ridden a dragon in his dreams?

　The desire, long buried in the dust, struggled to emerge from the dusty mountain and finally peeked out again.

　Following Claire's instructions, Dak adjusted his posture, then activated his chakras, guiding the energy generated within them to his hands and feet, causing his feet to grip the dragon's back tightly, while his hands each grasped a hard dragon scale.

　then.

　Soar!

　……

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　[It's past midnight, so I've posted it early. I'll put the remaining 4,000 words in tomorrow's chapter.]

　[The Cat Girl Encyclopedia went live on time this morning, but the homepage was taken over by the essay contest page. After much communication, we finally changed the date for the Cat Girl Encyclopedia to next Tuesday, and it will be available again after the essay contest page is taken down.]

Chapter 540 Even Second-Year Students Want to Live a Buddhist-like Life (10k)

　尽管青眼亚白龙的存续时间只有一刻钟。104;116;116;112;58;47;47;119;119;119;46;50;99;121;120;115;119;46;99;111;109;47;

　However, the cooldown of "Dragon Egg Conversion" and "Pride 4" almost overlap.

　This means that incubation can take place every hour.

　Dark used 45 minutes for theoretical study and rest, 15 minutes for flight training, and then used the "Flight Spell" to land after the Blue-Eyes White Dragon could no longer survive, making full use of every minute and second.

　After a whole day of this, he had surprisingly gotten a basic grasp of riding.

　Of course, this is also largely due to the fact that the dragon he rides is a magical spirit that he can absolutely control.

　A true dragon knight must expend enormous effort just on taming dragons.

　Dark once tried to ride Claire's wyvern, but was refused.

　It's fine when I'm riding with Claire, but not when I'm alone.

　Even Claire's attempts to appease her were to no avail, and in the end, she had no choice but to give up.

　If this is the case for sub-dragon species like wyverns, then what about pure-blooded dragon species?

　They will basically only allow the dragon riders they have chosen to ride, and once a rider is selected, they will not change.

　In terms of "dedication," it is far superior to some humans.

　……

　As dusk fell, Dark, who had been riding a dragon all day, received a pleasant surprise upon entering the mansion.

　Arvit personally cooked a sumptuous dinner with Ollie.

　The family banquet began and ended in a joyful atmosphere.

　Dark returned to his bedroom, still wanting more, and then began packing his luggage.

　Just like when he left school, he had a lot of things to bring back to the academy.

　Therefore, he plans to apply for a bipedal dragon for air transport.

　A few hours later, the bedroom doorway was piled high with luggage of all sizes.

　The entire bedroom felt much more spacious.

　After exhausting himself, Dak lay down and enjoyed being surrounded by the cats, gradually calming down.

　"Time to go back to school..."

　He had never been so reluctant to spend his vacation.

　Life in the Duke's mansion may not be as exciting or fun as life in the academy, but the warmth of having family by your side every day makes it hard to leave.

　"Dong dong dong."

　"Devimon".

　When Little Devimon opened the door, it wasn't Ori who entered as expected, but Alvito, who was wearing a light nightgown.

　“Mom,” Dark called softly.

　Arvit walked to the bedside, naturally slipped under the covers, and sat against the headboard: "Baby."

　Dak blushed instantly.

　His habit of constantly using "baby" or "darling" to address people was quite bothering him. But he figured he'd never be able to break this bad habit.

　Dark asked, "Is there something you need?"

　"Can't I come if there's nothing wrong?" Alvitt muttered.

　Dark quickly shook his head: "Of course, you can come whenever you want."

　"Hey." Alvit leaned slightly, resting her head on her baby's shoulder. She felt that in just one year, her baby's shoulders had become unusually broad.

　Perhaps when we return home in 9 months, our child will have grown into a full-fledged adult.

　Fourteen years old was the age for coming-of-age ceremonies in their time.

　I leaned against it quietly for a while.

　Arvit said with a wistful tone, "After you return to the academy, remember to think of your mother."

　“Yes, I think about it every single second,” Dark said.

　Alvitt said playfully, "No need for that, just think about it once every second."

　Dark: "Mmm-hmm."

　Seeing how adorable her baby was, Alvitt finally couldn't resist reaching out and pulling him close to her chest.

　Dak obediently lay down, looking up at his mother's delicate chin, a feeling of longing welling up in his heart.

　During the three months at home, although Arvit was very busy most of the time, she insisted on having dinner together whenever she could, except when she was really too busy.

　The taste of home is forged in these small acts of warmth.

　For a moment, Dark even had the thought that it might be better to just stay here...

　But he was very clear-headed that this was not feasible.

　While staying at home can effectively prevent large-scale contact with others, it is only a temporary solution.

　The results achieved during the holiday period also prove this point.

　These three months did not actually help his research much.

　He has encountered a bottleneck.

　Even the flawed version of "Pride 4" was barely made by using a clumsy method of replication.

　While he was captivated by the new evolutionary forms that the magical spirits gained through "Pride 4", he did not actually conduct an in-depth analysis of "Pride 4".

　Within St. Marian Academy, there is not only a library where you can find almost any book, but also a natural experimental site—the secret passage!

　The dungeon, which has been open to students since the second year, is a more suitable place to test one's skills than the Duke's training ground.

　He wanted to seek a breakthrough, so he had to return to the academy.

　Alvitt seemed to sense his reluctance, lowered her head and touched foreheads with his, then said, "Aren't Eve and Irene going to open a shop in Traveler's Street? Using their 'Spiritual Connection' technique, we can see Mom. Hmm, let me think, how about once a week?"

　Dark blinked involuntarily.

　Alvitt counted on her fingers and said, "Mom might have to work overtime on Friday night, and you can't stay up too late on Sunday, so how about Saturday night? How about every Saturday night? Mom wants to know what you've learned at the academy, who you've made friends with, and what kind of magical spirits you've created. And Phoenix Girl, have you been studying hard?"

　Feng Nu, hiding on the small bed, quietly pulled the blankets up to cover her head.

　Alvit added, "I remember that students can get permission to enter the dungeon starting from the second year. The dungeon isn't particularly dangerous, but it can be quite troublesome in some strange places. If you don't send messages often, your mother will be very, very, very worried!"

　Dark blinked again.

　Alvie realized that once a week was indeed too much, and Eve and Irene also had their own tasks to complete.

　So she said in a very reluctant tone, "How about once every two weeks... or even once every four weeks? Especially when you're going to participate in a duel, you must let Mom know in advance, okay?"

　Dark finally couldn't help but laugh.

　Arvit grabbed his cheek and pulled it outwards, complaining, "What are you laughing at? Can't you even have ten minutes a month?"

　Dark laughed and said, "There's no need to set a time. I'll be going to the Traveler's Street branch often, during the dinner time from 7 to 8 pm on Saturday nights, more often than not, is that alright?"

　"Why is it dinnertime?" Alvit asked happily.

　"Mealtime is the most relaxing time," Dak said. "Doesn't Mom like watching me eat?"

　Alvit gave his nose a light tap and said playfully, "Of course I like it, I like everything you do."

　Dark: "Hehe."

　……

　The mother and son leaned against each other and talked intimately all night.

　The magical elves hid under their blankets and listened all night.

　Family-based education is influenced by what one sees and hears; the way the older generation interacts can easily affect the younger generation.

　Some of the magical elves wanted to be pampered children like Dark.

　Some also aspire to be mothers like Arvid, who dote on their children.

　But Dac's strictness in education taught them what a bottom line is.

　For magical spirits, mental development involves every aspect.

　As independent personalities are gradually cultivated, each magical spirit will have a bright future.

　……

　That night.

　Tranquil and peaceful.

　As the first rays of dawn pierced the darkness, the people of the capital finally welcomed the last day of August.

　Dark collected the obediently lined-up magical elves into his magic cards, and then Claire carried him onto the back of a wyvern.