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

　On his journey to find his target, Dark even encountered two vampires or werewolves, but both left disappointed because he was a vampire.

　Now, he stood before two fourth-year female students and challenged one of them to a duel!

　In fact, finding students is much easier than finding ghosts on the sixth floor of this castle now.

　After failing to find ghosts and resource points to hunt, most students turned their attention to the identity game. Many became addicted after making some progress and couldn't stop.

　Of course, there is also the possibility that they deliberately impersonate students from other colleges or use their own old school uniforms.

　But being killed after a failed hunt is also part of the experience.

　"It's up to you!"

　Both of the fourth-year female students were wearing school uniforms, but their faces were covered by masks, so their grade and college could be identified.

　As for the other female student, he didn't make a move because she was wearing a moray eel mask.

　But after he showed his sorting card to the senior student, the senior student took off her mask and said helplessly, "Happy Halloween, Darkdemon."

　Uncertainty, on the contrary, excites people.

　Dak chose the senior student who was wearing a seal mask.

　"Do you want to duel with me?" Senior Betty asked casually, looking at the duel arena that was being built.

　"There's no turning back now, I'm sorry, senior," Dark said.

　"Happy Halloween, Betty." Dark couldn't help but give an awkward smile.

　He deliberately chose the seal because Betty Murray's costume in the Seafood Cult was a moray eel; he never expected that these two senior students would actually switch places.

　Senior Betty spread her hands and said matter-of-factly, "But I'm no match for you either. You know I'm not good at duels."

　Dark paused for a moment and then said, "Let's wait five minutes and then assume it's a draw."

　Betty smoothed her messy bangs from the mask and said, "But I have no interest in dueling. How about this, you let your Devimon attack me once, and I'll consider it a loss."

　Dark frowned slightly and said, "This isn't appropriate."

　Betty, the senior student, laughed and said, "I am a witch."

　Dark said, "I knew it. Most of those with a talent for divination are witches."

　"Isn't this a waste of your time?" Betty said with a smile. "Well, I have another suggestion."

　Dark: "What suggestion?"

　That certainly has a different kind of excitement, doesn't it?

　So Betty told her companions to move away and stood there to take the hits from Devimon.

　Betty nodded and said, "Pretty much. Anyway, I can get five percent of your credits by guessing your identity. And although I'm a fifth-year student, I probably won't get as many credits as you tonight. You take ten percent of the credits from me, and I take five percent from you. Let's bet on who benefits more, shall we?"

　After a moment's hesitation, Dak smiled and said, "Okay."

　But when he tried to confirm his credit count, Betty gently pressed down on his college card.

　Betty said gently, "Wait, let's open them together later, that's more fun, isn't it?"

　Devimon showed no desire to attack, and it took two consecutive punches to raise its energy count to 2000 points.

　Dark won the duel without bloodshed, and extracted 10% of the credits from Betty.

　Betty raised her index finger and waved it at him to get his attention before saying, "Then, I'll activate my ability—divination! What is your identity?"

　Dark asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to let me tell you?"

　“Indeed.” Dark paused.

　If he could directly calculate the winner after confirming the number of credits, then the fun would be lost.

　Betty thus successfully collected five percent of the credits from his sorting card.

　Both students picked up their respective college cards, checked their credits, and calculated the increases and decreases.

　Betty laughed, "You're a vampire, aren't you? There aren't any werewolves among your magical spirits."

　Dark smiled. "Correct."

　Although Betty is a top student in fifth grade, her excellence lies mainly in her theoretical grades, and she may not necessarily earn more than half of the credits from Duck.

　After a quick calculation, the two exchanged a smile and each recited a string of numbers.

　Roughly estimated, if Betty earns more than half of Dark's credits tonight, Dark will win this bet.

　Conversely, Betty benefited from the situation.

　Betty gave a slightly smug smile.

　She had a few more credits than before the duel.

　But in reality, there's no need to report it; the winner and loser can be seen from the increase or decrease in credits.

　"It seems I won."

　She extended her hand and said, "Since I won, as the victor, I invite you to dance with me tonight. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"

　Although somewhat surprised, Dark shook hands and said, "Of course not."

　Dark put away his Sorting Card and said regretfully, "It's all my fault for working too hard."

　"Hmm?" Betty chuckled softly at his sudden remark.

　But he quickly rallied and persevered.

　Three minutes later, he grabbed another senior student who was probably in the fourth year and challenged him to a duel on the spot.

　Betty, the senior student, happily said, "Then goodbye for now, I won't waste your time."

　"Goodbye, senior." Dark sighed inwardly, somewhat regretting that he hadn't worn a mask when he left.

　Darke was instantly dispelled of his gloom and continued hunting!

　He moved quickly through the six floors, firing one shot and then switching to another, activating his life steal ability every time the cooldown ended, with almost no interval between attacks.

　By using Devimon, which had not yet regressed from its evolved state, Dark successfully drew his attention and then used Devimon's teleportation ability to win the duel.

　The fourth-year student was clearly just as hardworking as him, and he had taken away a lot of credits from him.

　From 10:30 to 11:30, a full hour.

　Dark paid the price of greed +1, during which he was accidentally discovered by a ghost and a witch, and almost lost in a duel. There were both expenses and gains, and it finally stopped after an hour.

　Opportunities like this, where a duel can be initiated without a reason, are rare, and he naturally cherishes them greatly.

　However, he also carefully selects his duel opponents, basically assessing their strength based on the magical spirits accompanying them before initiating a duel.

　He checked the time on the wall clock and prepared to leave the frenzied sixth floor of the castle!

　It was 11:30, half an hour before the masquerade ball ended.

　The increase in credits is secondary; enjoying the thrill of the duel is the main point.

　After an hour of intense, continuous fighting, Dark finally had his fill.

　He immediately realized that someone had found the floor boss on the seventh floor of the castle!

　Dac decided to continue its upward trend.

　When Dark entered the seventh floor again, he saw the upperclassmen running in the same direction!

　"The boss of the seventh floor, that is, the leader-level ghost of the Seven Stars, right?"

　"Although this seven-star leader-level ghost is likely to be more powerful than an eight-star elite-level ghost, it is unlikely to be a problem for those senior students."

　Dark still vividly remembers the eight-star boss, the vampire count, he encountered last year, and his first thought was to follow the senior students to check on him.

　But after running a couple of steps, he slowed down.

　With that thought in mind, Dak stopped completely.

　Then he quickly turned around and continued uphill!

　"In that case, even if I go, I can only watch them defeat the boss."

　“It’s so boring!”

　"Every year before, I would get a small piece of Behemoth's horn after killing it. I hope that by this time next year, I will be able to compete for it!"

　Dak set a goal in his mind and quickened his pace.

　"Last year we encountered the boss of the eighth floor, this year let's aim for the final boss of the ninth floor—Behemoth!"

　"I remember last year's Behemoth was summoned and killed by Senior Pandora, I wonder who will be the one to take the crown this year?"

　At this time, more and more lower-grade students are daring to move up to higher levels.

　Except for the eighth and ninth floors, the ghosts on the upper floors have been basically cleared out. As long as the younger students bring enough candy, they don't have to worry about being attacked by ghosts.

　Not long after, he arrived at the eighth floor of the castle.

　The ghost and the witch are plotting their move.

　The phoenix is ​​searching for an opportunity to be reborn.

　What they need to worry about are the other students who are "celebrating".

　Werewolves and vampires are still hunting their prey.

　When the boss on the seventh floor was summoned, bosses on other floors were also successfully summoned, and the masquerade ball entered its most frenzied moment.

　Titans are trying their best to maintain order.

　Behemoth is searching for the boss!

　Basdi Beast, wielding a single-edged sword, sliced ​​through the eight-star ordinary monster with ease, killing it instantly.

　Then, looking at the Bastimon he had summoned, he decided to stay on the eighth floor a little longer.

　At this moment, Dark chose to enter the eighth floor of the castle, which was still full of dangers, and was immediately targeted by an ordinary eight-star monster!

　Faced with the three hundred credits rushing towards him, Dark couldn't resist and used a Bliss 3 and Fusion card to summon Bastimon.

　A moment of greed led Dark to witness the final fifteen minutes of the masquerade ball on the eighth floor.

　He tapped the credits he had just received and couldn't help but feel regret.

　Fifteen minutes is enough time for Bastimon to find and kill ten ordinary eight-star monsters.

　That's a full three thousand credits!

　In a whispered embrace, Bastymon gave him a final hug before dissolving the fusion in a burst of light.

　The separated Devimon and Gatomon glared at each other for a fleeting moment.

　There weren't that many ghosts on the eighth floor; he only found nine more, which, together with the one from the beginning, barely made a total of ten.

　"Wake me up more often!"

　"Okay, stop making trouble."

　Dark used an energy potion to fully charge the magic of the two magical spirits, and then said.

　Tailmon leaped away instantly, while Devimon pounced into Dark's arms and made a face at Tailmon.

　Gatomon snorted and looked away.

　Dark had never been to the ninth floor of the castle on Halloween Eve, and his knowledge of the ninth floor was mostly gained through conversations with Pandora.

　The eighth and ninth floors are actually very similar; they are floors that only top-performing students or groups of senior students are qualified to climb.

　"Next, we'll go to the ninth floor, trying to avoid fighting."

　The magical elves nodded and each took a handful of candy from his hand.

　Therefore, theoretically speaking, there should still be a large number of ghosts remaining on the ninth floor.

　Entering the ninth floor under these circumstances, even with a large amount of candy, is not safe.

　This year's higher levels are even more difficult than last year's. Even top students will find it hard to deal with the hordes of nine-star monsters on the ninth floor.

　A quick calculation of efficiency and consumption reveals that the ninth floor is not a good choice.

　First, there are resource points.

　The resource point on the ninth floor will definitely provide more credits and better resources.

　Nine-star monsters have a multitude of tricks that leave people no time to throw candy.