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

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　Tailmon: "It's pointless, give me the scabbard." Dark handed the scabbard back.

　After taking the scabbard, Gatomon injected magic into it again to examine it. Just when Dark thought it was about to perform "drawing the sword" again, it suddenly looked up and said, "If my senses are not wrong, this scabbard should be able to store the power of multiple holy swords and create a magical holy sword that combines multiple origins."

　"Fusion," Dark said, frowning.

　Tailmon said, "Of course, there might be compatibility issues involved. For example, the essence of the Holy Swords of water and fire might be difficult to fuse. However, that's an experiment that can only be conducted after possessing multiple Holy Swords."

　Dark said, "If even this can be done, then this scabbard can be called a divine artifact."

　Tailmon nodded and said, "It is undoubtedly a divine artifact."

　Dark's heart stirred, and he pondered, "If even this scabbard is so powerful, then what about the other two items? The scabbard needs to be inserted into the sword to activate it, and that fossil aside, does that garment need to be worn to unleash its true power?"

　Tailmon rolled its eyes at him and said, "Inserting an ordinary sword definitely won't work. Perhaps only inserting a holy sword, or a sword of equal caliber, can activate it."

　Dark said, "We'll see tomorrow."

　"Meow." Gatomon didn't want to talk anymore, so he casually tossed the scabbard back to him and walked towards the bathroom.

　Dark shook his head, placed the scabbard back on the table, and temporarily put aside his research.

　The gains we made tonight have been substantial.

　He didn't think he could find anything new in the scabbard.

　After that, he sat down and wrote down in detail what he had learned that night in his notebook for future reference.

　That night, Dak drew two more drops of "ecstasy" and then fell into a deep sleep.

　He slept so soundly that he didn't wake up until seven in the morning. But when he woke up, he felt refreshed and the gloom had completely disappeared.

　However, once fully sober, recalling what he had learned the previous night, his brow furrowed again.

　There's always pressure, and anxiety is always hard to shake off. "It's Easter..."

　For the second Easter spent at St. Marian's College, Dak was contemplating whether or not to eat in the cafeteria.

　Every Easter, the cafeteria's halfling chefs would paint various poultry eggs with edible dyes, boil them, and then give them to the students who came to eat.

　So even though Traveller Street is open on this day, 99 percent of the students will choose to eat in the cafeteria.

　Last Easter, Dark also enjoyed the surprise of Easter eggs with his friends and magical spirits.

　But this morning, all he wanted was to get to the laboratory in the hidden place as quickly as possible. Besides, Aurora, Diana, and Rose probably didn't get up early this morning, since they'd been in the library until late last night.

　Going to the cafeteria alone is no fun... Hmm... Okay, go ahead.

　Dark sighed inwardly; he could never outdo his little darlings. So, after washing up, Dark led a whole string of magical sprites to the cafeteria.

　He glanced at Diana and Rose's bedroom as he passed by, and seeing that there was no sign of the door being opened, he went downstairs.

　Not only Diana and Rose didn't get up that early, but many of the second-year boys in the Noble Academy were probably still hungover, and they might even miss the Easter Duel Festival.

　"I wonder how Evan Pearson will react after he arrives; that would be interesting."

　Dark thought with a touch of wicked humor.

　If Evan Pearson's faith was truly devout, then he should have confessed to the "Holy" upon waking.

　Of course, Dak didn't actually see any faith in him.

　Evan Pearson's dream was to become a true hero, not a bishop or a pope.

　As Dak stepped out of the noble house tower, a thought suddenly struck him, and he turned to the feathered serpent golem, asking, "Excuse me, did Aurora, Diana, and Ruth return last night?"

　The feathered serpent golem slowly opened its eyes, slowly shook its head, and then slowly closed them again. Dark couldn't help but sigh again and walked onto the bridge leading to the castle. Impmon stood proudly on his shoulder.

　Eevee and Sylveon circled around him, chasing each other. Misdreavus and Poipole danced a close-up dance in the air. Mewtwo and Gatomon followed side by side behind him.

　The fox-like beast had a cold expression.

　Shuttle summoned its magical spirit for transportation. Ditto sat on Shuttle's back.

　The Trash Slime sat atop Ditto's head.

　More magical creatures emerged from the Magical Creatures Society and gradually joined this long procession.

　This is a scene that can only be seen at the present-day St. Mary's College, a scene limited to a specific period.

　After having breakfast with Jesse Louise, Audrey Joan of Arc was about to leave the dining hall for the library when she came across that long, scenic line.

　After a brief moment of processing the information, an indescribable look of surprise appeared on her fair face.

　After a long pause, she asked, unable to hide her surprise, "Luisa, are the school rules of this academy allowing people to parade around with magical spirits like this?"

　Jessie Louisa remained expressionless, unsure how to answer. Last night, she had been assigned to the tower of the Fool's House, and in order to ensure that Her Highness the "Saint" would have a good learning experience, she had carefully studied the school's rules.

　But school rules are rigid, while people are flexible. There will always be people with all sorts of privileges who can do things that others cannot.

　Dark Dimon must be one of the "privileged class" at St. Marian Academy.

　Thinking this, Jesse Louisa said to Audrey Joan, "Perhaps he's a bit special."

　It's more than just special!

　Audrey Jeanne's gaze was fixed on Dark's magical sprites. She had actually seen a few magical sprites sporadically at the academy a couple of days ago, but hadn't paid them much attention then.

　Then, they suddenly saw a group of them and finally realized that these magical elves were different from others.

　“Luisa,” Audrey Joan of Arc said seriously, “do you think it’s possible that his magical spirit is somewhat special?”

　Whatever opinions Audrey Joan of Arc might want to express, it would have no effect on Dark and his magical sprites.

　The students at St. Mary's College are so used to this that they don't really care.

　The halfling chefs smiled as they placed the Easter eggs into the magical elves' plates, and even served the few less expressive magical elves their favorite foods.

　Dak's team occupied a large area of ​​the cafeteria.

　The magical elves took their seats and immediately grabbed the Easter eggs, opening them one after another, revealing all sorts of strange and wonderful flavors.

　Of course, some magical elves were lucky enough to draw Easter prize tickets. The most common ones were credit tickets that could be exchanged for a certain number of credits. Lucky little cats like Miaomiao won a second prize ticket and then exchanged it for a half-finished "food card" from the halfling chef!

　Meanwhile, Little Devimon was lying listlessly on the table because it hadn't gotten anything this year.

　Dark patiently accompanied the magical elves through breakfast before heading to the library.

　Then, in the library's reading room, he indeed found Diana and Rose engrossed in flipping through books.

　Diana had a piece of bread in her mouth, and a cup of hot tea was on the table; at least she had breakfast.

　On Rose's table was only a small dish, indicating she had already eaten. A night passed, and Diana remained energetic, while Rose was clearly exhausted.

　Dak looked around but couldn't find Aurora, so he guessed that Aurora was probably looking for new books in the bookshelves.

　One person looked for the book, and the other flipped through it; that was a division of labor.

　Dak felt a little embarrassed when he thought about how they had been searching for information all night while he had slept soundly.

　But considering their health, he went over anyway. "Good morning, Dark." Diana glanced up at him with keen senses. But after that greeting, she went back to reading.

　She was very serious, even more so than when she was looking through materials for her final project. Rose was the same way.

　Dark sat down in an empty seat in the front row and asked in a gentle tone, "Didn't you go home last night?"

　“Yes!” Diana replied nonchalantly.

　Rose probably wanted to cover it up, but now she didn't need to anymore. She said, feeling inexplicably guilty, "I haven't found the information I need yet."

　Dark shook his head and said, "To do a good job, you must first have the right tools. Forcing yourself to work when you're tired will only make things less efficient and more likely to go wrong. Let me take you back to your dorm."

　Rose: "But..."

　Dark said with a hint of helplessness, "No buts." Then he continued to look at Diana.

　Diana looked up and immediately said, "I don't need it!" "Okay." To her surprise, Dark nodded directly. People's physical constitutions cannot be compared.

　Rose's physical condition is only average; she still needs to sleep.

　Diana and Aurora are completely different. In terms of physical constitution alone, Dark cannot compare to them.

　Therefore, it's no problem to work through the night, let alone stay up for several days and nights.

　Moreover, Aurora has always had a good grasp of her own condition, so Dark doesn't need to worry about her at all.

　However, it seems that their all-night efforts have not yielded ideal results. "Have you found any clues?" Dark asked.

　Rose shook her head and said helplessly, "Not at all."

　Dark said, "It seems that finding relevant information is extremely difficult. How about this, I'll go back and see if I can call a few magical spirits to help with the search."

　Rose said happily, "If that's the case, then that would be best."

　Dark laughed, "I'll go check on Aurora first... um, she's here."

　Aurora walked steadily from the doorway, carrying a tall stack of books. With the dual blood of a Sun Giant and a Moon Elf, this weight was naturally no problem for her.

　But when he suddenly saw Dark, he felt inexplicably guilty, just like a middle school student caught staying up all night at an internet cafe.

　"How's the progress?" Dark asked again.

　Aurora shook her head and said, "Almost none. There are just too many books in the library. I can only try to narrow down the search by finding connections, but it's not very effective."

　Dark nodded and said, "Wait a moment, I'll call a few magical spirits to help. You can rest first and recharge before continuing."

　Aurora stuck out her tongue and said, "Actually, I took a two-hour nap. For me, two hours of rest is enough to keep my energy up."

　Dark said, "Take care of yourself and don't push yourself. I'll take Rosie back first and then come back."

　Afterwards, Dark spoke a few more words with Aurora, then left the library with Rose.

　Dark didn't return to his own room until he had escorted Rose back to her dorm, where he took out the necessary items, including the sword sheath.

　Then, through the relay of messages from Demonmon and other magical spirits, his message quickly reached the ears of all the magical spirits.

　So, everyone who had the time and the ability followed him to the library.

　As a result, the team searching for information suddenly expanded to more than ten people.

　The pressure on Aurora's shoulders eased considerably.

　Dak did not linger in the library.

　After leaving the library, he went straight to the hidden laboratory.

　At this moment, the open-air dueling arena was bustling with noise, and students poured into the dueling arena like a flood.

　The Easter Duel Festival leans more towards entertainment than regular competitions. Students who experienced the previous Duel Festival are particularly interested in the preliminary free-for-all.

　Therefore, more than half of the students signed up for the preliminary rounds. Dark didn't sign up at first, but Diana and Rose did, but now they had to withdraw.

　He paused to glance at the bustling open-air dueling arena, then decisively turned away.

　The laughter inside the open-air dueling arena is enviable, but the reason the students' laughter can be sustained is because someone is protecting this academy.

　Dak slipped away unnoticed and entered a secluded place.

　He first found Professor Steven Harvey and Ophelia in the laboratory.

　Professor Steven Harvey has apparently switched places with Professor Hoddle Bode and is now studying the fossil with Ophelia.

　Sister Carian, who was also assigned to this group, was forced to stay in the infirmary.

　For Professor Steven Harvey, extracting genetic information from a fossil is as simple as scooping tea stems out of tea.

　The real challenge lies in how to use this genetic information to write the equation for directed transmutation.

　This process is extremely complex and difficult.

　If it is to be completed in the short term, we can only pray that Professor Harvey's erudition will enable him to directly analyze the fossil's genetic information to determine its true species.

　That way, we can write the equations for targeted alchemy more quickly and effectively.

　As for the actual transmutation after the transmutation formula is obtained...

　That doesn't need to be considered.

　The task here is proceeding in an orderly manner.

　Dark did not interfere excessively, but simply waited quietly for Kazel's arrival.

　Around 8:30 in the morning, Professor Kazel and Ergany arrived at the hidden place together.

　Dark led him into another, more spacious laboratory, saying as they walked, "Professor Kazel, have you reached a conclusion?"

　Professor Kazel nodded and said, "Thanks to Ergani's help, I have devised a complete plan. As long as the ritual is arranged in the secret passage according to my plan and the timing is right for Easter, the drop of blood can be reactivated. Then, based on the characteristics of the blood, we can deduce which god it belongs to."

　"What time?" Dark asked.