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

　The roots of the "Fire of the Underworld" also enter from this point, spreading throughout the soul and body.

　If the duel ritual is lost, these roots will uproot all the power and related memories bestowed upon the human body by the "Netherworld Fire," leaving nothing behind.

　What we need to see now is whether the "Coffin of Death" absorbs this last "Netherworld Fire" like sucking on noodles, sucking all the roots into its mouth in one go and leaving the broth, or only sucking up a part of it and leaving the roots and broth, or drinking all the broth in one gulp.

　These three possibilities determine that the "Coffin of Death" is the ultimate purpose!

　"Um……"

　A familiar feeling quickly washed over me.

　After staring with her eyes open for three or four minutes, Nana finally closed them.

　Her senses became exceptionally sharp in that instant!

　Every change in every part of my body was imprinted in my mind.

　Now, she needs to concentrate fully!

　……

　And outside.

　Dak and Josie sat down on the side and waited patiently.

　All they could do was wait.

　Although "Death Coffin" is Dark's magical spirit, Dark can't do much besides telling it to be careful.

　"How long will it take?" Darke suddenly asked.

　Josie thought for a moment and said, "It could take one or two hours at the fastest, or... three or four hours at the slowest?"

　"Does it really take that long?" Dark took a deep breath and straightened his back.

　The long wait actually made him relax.

　He was actually not used to other people taking risks for his experiments.

　What, you mean little devil?

　That must be someone else.

　Of course, Impmon is a familiar, which means it cannot be easily destroyed like a magical spirit, and it is even more resilient than a magical spirit. This is the main reason why Dark loves it so much.

　To ease his tension, Dak picked up a notebook from the table.

　But when Josie saw him reach for the notebook, she suddenly looked nervous and her body stiffened noticeably.

　Dak caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, then calmly put the notebook back on the table, and then... suddenly picked it up again and quickly flipped through it.

　"Waaah!" Josie suddenly let out a sob.

　Dark asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

　“No, it’s nothing,” Josie said, glancing away from him.

　"Oh." Dark nodded slightly, then looked down at the open notebook.

　This is a notebook.

　Seeing her reaction, Dak initially thought it was some private diary, perhaps containing some shameful things, but it wasn't.

　"The Twelve Heroes? A novel?"

　Dak became slightly interested and continued flipping through the pages.

　This is a handwritten little book. Although the handwriting is a bit stiff, the font is very small and the arrangement is very neat, which shows a lot of personal style.

　But to be honest, he doesn't like reading novels with this kind of title.

　If it weren't handwritten, he would probably just glance at the name and then never open it again.

　I just don't know who wrote this novel in this room.

　Since he was bored anyway, he started watching it.

　……

　After a short while, Dak had a general understanding of the novel's themes.

　The novel's narrative style is somewhat immature, but it is clear that it is infused with passion, something that many commercial writers lack.

　Josie... oh no, I mean the author of the novel narrates a war epic in this novel.

　The protagonist of the novel, also known as "Twelve Heroes" in the book's title, is clearly a secondary creation based on real-life heroes.

　Darke recognized the female lead almost immediately as Alvites Saint-Dimón, the contemporary Valkyrie.

　Among the other eleven heroes, there is a beast tamer who looks exactly like Claire Kate.

　In addition, there is a lion orc warrior, who should be Lord Montilfali.

　In short, these heroes are all different and very unique.

　Unfortunately, this is actually a heroic biographical novel with an ensemble cast, a genre that is extremely difficult to write, and the author's writing style is completely inadequate to support it.

　Therefore, the content of "Twelve Heroes" is somewhat disorganized. To savor its flavor, one needs the skill of scooping sugar cubes out of a spicy hot pot.

　Emmm...

　Fortunately, the characters in "12 Heroes" were well-developed and based on familiar figures, which allowed Dark to immerse himself in the story and enjoy watching it.

　I spent almost two hours looking at it.

　Nana has not yet emerged from the coffin.

　……

　"finish watching."

　Dak closed the book with a slight regret, then picked up the hot tea beside him and took a sip.

　While he was reading, Josie, who had been stealing glances at him, quickly asked, "How is it? Is it good?"

　"Hmm, not bad," Dark commented.

　New authors always need encouragement.

　Moreover, although the subject matter of this book is old-fashioned, it is at least telling a story seriously, which at least made him finish reading it.

　Upon hearing this, Josie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then asked with slight nervousness, "What are your thoughts? Oh, I mean, I've also read this book. We can share our impressions."

　"Pfft." Dark quickly covered his mouth; Josie, as always, couldn't lie.

　However, he still answered Josie's question very seriously: "The hero character is well-developed, but the plot is a bit messy. You should remove some of the minor details, set a main theme in advance, and then create around that theme."

　"Huh, is that so?" Josie said subconsciously, "I showed it to Nana, and she always said that my writing lacked spirit, the characters were soulless, and I had nothing of my own... Ah, this is Nana's writing!"

　Dak said it was funny.

　But the next moment, an unusual aura suddenly emanated from the interior of the "Coffin of Death".

　He suddenly focused his attention and looked up, where he saw illusory gray flames emerging from the "Coffin of Death".

　The flames, like "fire from the underworld," continued to emerge and showed a tendency to burn more and more fiercely.

　An aura emanating from the underworld quietly wafted out.

　However, apart from the gray flames, the "Coffin of Death" remained calm.

　It lay flat on the ground, motionless.

　Nana inside did not knock on the coffin lid at all.

　However, as a mage, Dark could still feel the magic power of the "Coffin of Death" rapidly draining away.

　"The crucial moment has arrived!"

　Dark quickly pulled out the magic card from the "Coffin of Death" and began to slowly and steadily inject magic power by touching it with his fingers.

　He had always kept the magic card close to his body, so that although the magic power injected was less, it was still enough for the magic spirit's daily needs.

　As long as the quantity is not large, he can continuously provide magic power.

　But now it's clear that it's time to inject magic more quickly.

　He stepped forward, getting as close as possible to maximize the efficiency of the magic transfer.

　Josie also walked over, looking at the "Coffin of Death" with a tense expression.

　……

　About two minutes later.

　The "Coffin of Death" suddenly moved.

　The illusory flames on its body swelled in the wind, instantly shooting straight to the top of the sky, swaying wildly.

　The flames had no heat and wouldn't ignite, but their chaotic, demonic appearance instilled a sense of unease.

　Both Dark and Josie stared intently, motionless.

　The room was eerily quiet.

　But two minutes later, a loud bang suddenly came from inside the "Coffin of Death," and then the coffin lid was smashed open.

　Nana, who was lying inside, sat up straight as if she had come back from the dead, staring straight ahead with her eyes.

　Dark quickly bent down and asked, "How is it?"

　Upon hearing the sound, Nana turned her head almost instinctively.

　Then Dak saw something familiar in her eyes.

　In an instant, Dark understood Nana's current state.

　He leaned back very quickly, trying to create distance between himself and Nana.

　But as one of the best combat maids in "Scorpio Palace", Nana could never be surpassed by someone who had only trained for one summer vacation.

　Dark felt a blur before his eyes, and Nana, who was finally showing her true abilities to him, pounced on him with incredible speed.

　Just a moment ago, Nana was sitting upright in the coffin.

　The next moment, Nana was already sitting on the young master's lap.

　Dak suddenly stood up, and she clung to him like a koala, her entire body radiating intense heat.

　Unable to break free and also afraid of hurting her, Dak simply opened his arms and let her squeeze him tightly into his embrace.

　"How is this going?"

　He asked with great concern.

　"Dace—"

　The "Coffin of Death" slowly closed its lid, then stood up unsteadily, also appearing drunk. Its pink body glowed slightly, radiating an aura of "ecstasy".

　It is a magical spirit of "Paradise", so it is not surprising that it exudes the aura of "Paradise".

　But Nana also exudes the same aura!

　But how could "Death Coffin," a newborn baby who has not yet received any education, answer such a profound question?

　Instead, Josie, who was standing next to Dark, stammered after seeing this, "Maybe, perhaps, maybe, it's because the pent-up desire has exploded?"

　"What do you mean by 'hope'?" Dark asked, frowning.

　In just a short while, Nana had climbed from his waist to his chest and was nuzzling his neck with her nose.

　He could almost feel the notification of "Bliss +1" drifting in from the edge of his vision...

　Josie gritted her teeth and quickly said, "Didn't we mention before? The reason we're unaffected by the challenging impulse of the 'Netherworld Fire' is because Janice, the head maid of the 'Pisces Palace,' used her ability to transfer the challenging impulse to the most basic human instinct of reproduction. And the reproductive impulse can be released in one's own way."

　Although she tried to use formal language, Dark immediately understood what she was trying to say.

　Of course, he had already learned some things from Eve beforehand.

　Janice of "Pisces Palace" helped the battle maids suppress their urge to challenge in this way, but this method should also have its drawbacks.

　While making this transformation, Head Maid Janice must have also done something similar to lightweighting, so that the urge to reproduce would not be as uncontrollable as the urge to challenge.

　However, appropriate purging is still necessary.

　Perhaps she has an even better way to help the battle maids redirect their reproductive urges as well.

　But since Nana and Josie came to St. Marian Academy, they naturally couldn't get her help.