The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life
Chapter 252: (2 in 1)

Sylveon and Miltank were made from [Lust Fruit] after all, and their resistance to charm skills was actually quite high.

As for why they were mixed in the magical spirit group just now, and why was Sylveon the first to approach Dark...

It could only be said that those who understood it had already figured it out, and those who didn't understand it would never be able to understand it even if it was explained.

Anyway, Sylveon and Miltank were still rubbing against Dark after the rest of the magical spirits had dispersed.

Seeing this, Bastemon immediately opened her hands and jumped up like a big cat! "Meow!"

She stretched her limbs in the air, her two long tails tense up, and the claws on her cat's paw popped out instantly.

Sylveon and Miltank, who felt the danger, reacted almost simultaneously.

Sylveon swung around Dark's neck extremely nimbly, and came behind Dark, staring at Bastemon with its head sticking out of his shoulders.

Miltank hid directly behind Dark's leg, revealing half of its face from behind his thigh.

Bastemon's expression froze instantly, her feet landed, and she stopped abruptly, and steady... But strangely she lost her balance, and fell towards Dark in an awkward posture with a "meow".

Dark raised his hand with a speechless expression, just in time to hold her paws.

Bastemon could only stop and look at him with her big eyes.

In an instant, she changed from a large feline carnivore to a kitten waiting to be fed.

Dark smiled. "Good dance."

Bastemon suddenly acted very shy and responded: "It's, it's not that good..."

Immediately after, her body suddenly turned into light, and with the midline of her body as the dividing point, two fish, one black and one white, emerged.

Black fish went to the left, white fish went to the right, guiding the two magical spirits that had been released from the fusion to take their original shape again.

Then, the two fishes flew back to the [Fusion] card as if they had completed their mission.

Dark looked at the wall clock in time, did some mental arithmetic, and came to the conclusion that the duration of fusion was more than 14 minutes, which was not much different from the standard value of 15 minutes.

It could be seen that his [Fusion] crafting this time was very successful, and most likely the CD would not be more than the standard value of 60 minutes.

"Meow!" Gatomon, who suddenly regained its sense of self, jumped a big step to the right as if the back of its foot had been stepped on, and looked at the Black Gatomon with vigilant eyes.

The Black Gatomon on the left returned directly into DemiDevimon after a very short time!

"Where is this place?" "What happened?" "Who am I?"

DemiDevimon murmured as it lay on the carpet, looking at the ceiling blankly.

Had Dark not known about its nature, he would have been deceived by it.

DemiDevimon was really nervous at the moment, and as the memories of fusion evolving into Bastemon gradually returned to it, it immediately realized that it was in an extremely dangerous situation!

Only by pretending to have amnesia, would it be safe.

Sure enough, after confirming that DemiDevimon and Gatomon could no longer evolve into Bastemon, Sylveon and Miltank, who were hiding behind Dark, came out slowly.

Especially Sylveon, it looked at DemiDevimon like it was looking at a corpse!

As for Gatomon?

Between Gatomon and DemiDevimon, anyone would choose the weaker one to bully.

...

"Alright, that's enough." Dark came forward in time to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Also because of this, he suddenly found that the magical spirits didn't get along well with each other as it seemed on the surface?

Perhaps the ideological and moral education of "unity is strength" should be put on the agenda as soon as possible!

But before that, it was particularly important to record and analyze the results of this experiment as soon as possible.

Dark took out the notebook and recorded Bastemon's characteristics one by one.

These, including evolutionary responses, were also documented.

Then the effect of the ultimate ability [Helter Skelter]...

It was also worth mentioning that the effect of this skill disappeared directly after Bastemon regressed.

It could be seen that although belly dancing was an inducement, the main reason for maintaining its existence was the ultimate ability itself.

Maybe if Bastemon practiced this skill to the extreme, even if she didn't dance, she would still be able to charm the world with a frown or a smile.

Dark wrote down his thoughts on the ultimate ability's future in a notebook.

...

Counting from the time Bastemon regressed, [Fusion] did not gradually recover until fifty minutes later.

However, like the magical spirit card, [Fusion] also needed to be replenished with magic energy.

Counting the effect duration of nearly fifteen minutes, the CD from the start of use was more than sixty minutes, about sixty-five minutes.

It could only be said to be quite acceptable.

…

The Bastemon-based research continued until late night.

After having eaten something, Dark faced Gatomon's disgusted gaze and used [Fusion] again.

He then gave orders to Bastemon to prevent her from doing anything against other magical spirits.

Then, with the cooperation of Bastemon, a deeper research was carried out.

...

That night, after Dark fell asleep, the midnight war suddenly heated up.

But Dark didn't know it, and instead slept more soundly than usual.

After all, the research had yielded results, and [Fusion] had also been crafted, which was a big step forward.

The next extracurricular goal was the [Zoo]!

He still had enough credits to pay for his research.

Everything was going so well.

...

The next day was Monday. January eighth.

The accumulation of [Pride] had reached 8.5 points.

With another drop of 1.5 points of [Pride] at night, he would be able to gather the enough amount to craft [Pride Ⅲ].

After that, the remaining amount must be used for the reduction of [Lust ].

Therefore, Dark once again began to pay attention to exercise restraint.

The mornings of the new week were getting colder.

Dark wrapped himself tightly in a scarf, gloves, and hat before he dared to go out for a morning run, but returned with his nose still frozen red.

But the habit of morning run that had persisted until now was not easy to give up.

After he returned to the dormitory, he quickly poured half a cup of hot milk into his mouth. Heat immediately flowed through his body, and he was full of energy again.

Immediately afterwards, he took out today's "Daily Sage" from DemiDevimon's exclusive basket as usual.

Although he repeatedly said that he would change to a different newspaper, he still couldn't find a better alternative.

As the leading newspaper of the kingdom, "Daily Sage" was much better than other newspapers in terms of detail and breadth of news.

From this, Dark could not only deduce the general situation of the kingdom, but also gain a lot of interesting knowledge.

He put the newspaper down after breakfast and thought for a moment with his eyes closed.

The news about the incident at Bastille Prison did not stop after the Eldest Princess' faction gave up pressing the issue.

The effect of information control only lasted for merely a week.

A big piece of news suddenly broke out last weekend!

Someone saw the criminals who were supposed to be imprisoned in the Bastille prison in the xxxx area of ​​the kingdom!

The media reporters rushed towards that place like dogs who had smelt meat.

"Daily Sage" certainly didn't want to fall behind, and most of today's pages were covered with reports on this matter.

Although the final authenticity of the matter couldn't be confirmed because there were only two witnesses, of course the media wouldn't care about this.

Since there was no final confirmation, they would simply use the labels such as "likely", "probably", "high probability", etc.

At the end of the article, a well-known reporter even directly questioned the holy church, asking why no one had come forward to explain it until now!

Of course, how the holy church would investigate and collect evidence and then explain it would be a matter for later.

If it was fast, maybe people would see the relevant announcement on "Daily Sage" in a day or two.

Perhaps after the announcement, it could stifle public opinion for a long time.

But after Dark finished reading it, he felt that this was just a sign of chaos.

...

Dark had a vague feeling that the development of the incident had formed an outline of something, but when he thought deeply, he couldn't figure out what that thing could be.

But as a first-year student whose main business was studying, he didn't worry that much.

"It's almost time to prepare for class." After putting on his clothes, packing up his school bag, and telling the magical spirits not to be lazy, Dark walked out of the tower of Noble House.

The first class on Monday was Professor Silver's Summoning class.

The first-year students' study on summoning mainly focused on Normal Summoning Spell and tribute summoning.

Although Dark had reduced the Normal Summoning Spell time to its limit with the high talent of demon god bloodline and a lot of practices, he was totally an exception.

For ordinary students, it would take a lot of knowledge and skills to compress the Normal Summoning Spell time to the limit of three seconds.

As for tribute summoning, the knowledge and skills contained in it were even more esoteric.

Dark's current mastery of tribute summoning was far from enough, and he had benefited a lot from the knowledge and skills taught by Professor Silver that were not in the textbooks.

And the second class after that was the Magic Theory by Professor Cazer!

What surprised Dark was that Magic Theory in this class was about "Remote Conduction And Control Of Magic Energy"!

In other words, it was the technique of remotely controlling the magic ball!

This kind of knowledge that should be taught in the second year was pushed to the beginning of the second semester of the first year, which made the little magisters excited.

"First of all, let's congratulate the seven students who have successfully joined the dueling club."

Professor Cazer standing on the podium waved his wand. The fireworks bursting from the top of the wand from time to time attracted the attention of the little magisters.

This year's first-year students of Knight House and Noble House were better than other Houses.

There were three students from both Houses who had successfully passed the dueling club's assessment.

"Noble House: Dark, Dianna, Doron."

"Knight House: Emma, ​​White, Justin."

"Now the above six students are invited to come to the podium to cooperate with the teaching."

Looking at the students below the podium, Professor Cazer pointed out each student one by one with his wand, and a spark lit up above each student's head.

As a surviving alchemist from the past, Professor Cazer was also very skilled in magic.

Dark reached out and touched the top of his head, only to feel a slight heat above body temperature.

Under the light of that flame, even his body was warmed a lot.

"Is this also magic?"

Some magic sometimes seemed more convenient than magic technology.

But Dark doesn't think so, he still had some one-sided understanding of the nature of magic.

After all, even learning a fireball spell would take a normal person several years of energy.

And only the truly gifted and knowledgeable could venture into the realm of magic.

In contrast, magic technology was the pioneer of the new era.

He put down his textbook and walked from the aisle to the podium.

The remaining five students also came out.

After a while, six students stood on the podium.

The six best first-year students in the dueling club's recruitment competition had been gathered together once again.

Dark stood at the first of the line. Blond hair, blue eyes, fair-skinned, and delicate features without blemishes, he was more like Prince Charming in the fairy tales than Prince Charles, from the appearance alone.

And in terms of his temperament… he was even more like it!

The elegance and bearing of the high-ranking nobles were vividly displayed in him.

After a semester of getting along, no one could recall his villainous character setting.

He was undoubtedly a benchmark for the nobility, a model in the eyes of teachers and students.

Beside him, Dianna with silver hair was slightly more developed than the new students, with a little pointy chin. But she was still shorter than her peers, with her carefree innocence and naive attitude, like a doll.

Next to her, the brown-haired Doron was like a low-profile version of Dark. He always had the word "arrogance" on his face and took the "etiquette" of the old nobility as a pointer. But he actually had a very approachable personality, and not only was he not arrogant, but he was also quite sentimental.

As for the Knight House.

Emma stood at the first of the line.

In terms of grades and dueling strength, she was Knight House's number one.

Compared to when she had just come to the academy, she gradually learned how to take care of her hair and apply light makeup after being influenced by her friends and senior classmates.

Her hair was no longer disheveled, she would cover some small freckles with makeup, and she now looked more and more delicate and girly.

The old impression she, a literature girl, gave people was a gloomy feeling. But in fact, as long as she dressed up a little, the self-cultivation and intelligence she revealed from the inside was very fascinating.

After Emma was Justin Wayne.

This Knight House student had an appearance and temperament that most closely matched the word "knight". He always had a sunshine-like smile on his lips, making people feel like a spring breeze.

His knight series magic cards were also very eye-catching, and he was a steady student who had a solid foundation.

Finally, there was White Gawd, the son of the Brave One.

The dark-haired White had a friendly temperament, making people unable to help themselves but want to get close to him - if he was just standing there and doing nothing.

Among the seven students in the first year, he barely passed the assessment with the lowest scores, and the poor foundation made it difficult for him to learn in the future.

But his talent may be able to make up for it.

Add in Sara Swati, a Magister House student who wasn't here today, this was currently the dueler lineup for first-year students.