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

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　Combining the above elements, Dac managed to draw two posters. One was pasted on a wooden board as a sign, and the other was saved to be pasted up at the recruitment site.

　During the process of making the poster, he was looking forward to the club’s prospective members, Diana and Rose, coming to help, but they did not come.

　This gave Dak a vague, very bad feeling.

　But out of some inexplicable restraint, he did not knock on the two girls' dormitory doors.

　Time flies, and it's Friday morning in the blink of an eye.

　After returning from his morning exercise, Dak took a hot shower and then went to his desk to list all the items he needed to buy this weekend.

　In recent days, the number of people doing morning exercises has been increasing due to the physical fitness test.

　However, most students' morning exercise intensity is still not high. They need an adaptation process and the help of magic potions.

　Dark also received a customized training plan from Professor Jones. To his surprise, the training plan was not aimed at physical fitness, but at "qi"!

　Professor Jones immediately recognized his condition and devised a corresponding morning exercise plan.

　If he follows this plan for morning exercises, he should be able to open his fourth chakra before the end of his second year.

　Although this speed is not fast, it is actually quite impressive if it can be achieved using only a short amount of morning exercise time.

　Most importantly, this will not affect his daily routine at all.

　He can't possibly spend time specifically practicing "qi". It would be perfect if he could incorporate it into his "morning exercise".

　Dak gradually calmed down and focused on thinking.

　Besides the materials for the potions to aid his morning training, he also needs to buy materials for the "Cursed Cage," materials for modifying the clubroom, potions for cultivating cat grass and insect trees, and magical items that can guide the fragrance of flowers...

　If I were to list them all out, three pages wouldn't be enough.

　"Just buying all these things would take a lot of time!"

　Dak tapped his head, feeling a bit of a headache.

　"Never mind that, let's prepare for club recruitment first."

　……

　It was exactly 11:00 a.m.

　After finishing his lunch early, Dark took several magical sprites out of the tower.

　The weather was a bit gloomy today, with long, continuous clouds in the sky. The air was too humid, with excessive water molecules, giving the feeling that it could rain at any moment.

　But this cloudy and overcast weather is perfect for club recruitment.

　The largest organization at St. Marian College is the Duel Club, and the most powerful organization is the Student Council.

　The Duel Club exists independently of all other clubs and organizations; it is the only club that members can join.

　The student council is an organization that assists the college in managing the college, and the advisor for student organizations is Vice Principal Sylph.

　However, the student council does not recruit new members.

　From second to sixth grade, there are four grade leaders in each grade, who are members of the student council.

　The student council president is selected from among these class leaders every year.

　Incidentally, Dark received an invitation from the student council to become a prefect this morning, but he declined it.

　The student council then had no choice but to seek Doron's opinion as a second-best option.

　Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Doron Teddy will become the second-year prefect of the House of Nobles.

　However, the prefectural leader system at St. Mary's Academy feels more like a "class monitor" system.

　Just like the "class monitor," the "grade leader" position is not for life. If their performance is poor or their grades are not good enough, they will be removed from the position.

　……

　As Dak recalled what had happened that morning, he couldn't help but smile and walked out of the castle gate.

　The midday sun was obscured by white clouds, and the shadows of the castle and towers intertwined on the ground.

　On the open space in front of the castle, the recruitment leaders of various clubs have arrived one after another.

　Each club has a designated venue, with larger clubs occupying the most prominent and spacious locations.

　Smaller clubs are usually clustered together in relatively simple environments.

　Some small clubs, which have fewer than five members due to the graduation and departure of senior members, will mobilize all their members to treat club recruitment as a life-or-death battle.

　The entire recruitment venue was unexpectedly filled with an atmosphere of fierce competition.

　As Dak walked around, if it weren't for the lion beast behind him carrying the club's recruitment sign, the eager recruitment managers would have already pounced on him.

　Even so, Dak was still stopped.

　"Dimmon!"

　Good afternoon, Professor Ou Wenxue.

　Dark paused slightly as he watched Mike Irwin cut in from the side.

　Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, this senior from the aristocratic academy, now a fourth-year student, habitually flicked his golden bangs, revealing a set of white teeth and displaying a good mental state.

　Beside him was a red-haired senior with eyes as beautiful as rubies.

　Dak politely looked away, not letting his gossipy nature run wild on the spot.

　Mike Owen glanced at the sign on Leo's shoulder and asked with a hint of helplessness, "You haven't already created a club, have you? Even the older, more seasoned students aren't this fast."

　Dark laughed and said, "Senior, is there a problem?"

　"It's nothing," Elder Ou Wenxue sighed. "I just wanted to ask you whether we should give up on forming our own society and instead join the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History?"

　Dark smiled and said, "I've answered this question many times."

　Owen took a deep breath and suddenly lowered his voice, saying, "It's like this. If you join our Noble History Research Society, you only need to accumulate one year of experience, and once you're a third-year student, you'll become the president!"

　Upon hearing this, Maggie, who was standing next to him, raised an eyebrow.

　Among the other clubs that were watching this scene, some people also showed expressions of astonishment.

　Clearly, even though Irving deliberately lowered his voice, it was still overheard.

　However, making such a promise in such a public setting can be considered as expressing sincerity.

　Dark sensed his sincerity and said calmly, "But I really have no interest in the study of aristocratic history."

　Owen quickly replied, "The study of aristocratic history is handled by specialists; our society's real..."

　Dark suddenly raised his hand to stop him from continuing: "Alright, senior, I've made myself very clear."

　He then patted Irving on the shoulder and continued walking towards the far corner of the venue.

　Newly established organizations have no human rights.

　……

　Mike Irwin stood there for a long time before his girlfriend finally dragged him back to the recruitment area of ​​the Aristocratic History Research Society.

　The Society for the Study of Noble History is a large organization and ranks very high among the societies at St. Marian College.

　Their recruitment venue was spacious and luxurious, decorated like a luxury suite.

　Meanwhile, in the venue, a senior student with equally dazzling blonde hair was sitting behind a curtain, drinking bubble tea, which had recently become popular even in the royal palace.

　"It seems you have not completed your mission."

　Hearing Owen and Maggie's footsteps, he spoke without looking up.

　"I'm sorry, club president. Dark Dimon has already created a club, and it's the same club that Valkyrie and Hero joined back in their student days!"

　"Um... the Animal Club?"

　"Yes."

　"Well, there's nothing I can do then. You guys take a look at any other promising newcomers. I'm going to take a nap."

　"..." Mike Irwin looked at the new president who had already leaned back in the recliner and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

　At the beginning of the new semester, this fifth-year student, who had been detached since joining the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History, suddenly started a rebellion and kicked out some members, led by Angus Jeffrey, from the Society without any hindrance.

　Yes, he kicked the president out!

　Mike Irwin, on the other hand, was fortunate enough to escape this fate because he had been marginalized by Angus Jeffrey the previous semester, and even returned to the center of power in the club.

　Before other societies could react, the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History had quietly completed the power shift.

　Before that moment arrived, Mike Irving had no idea that such a change would happen.

　He was still worried about his future situation...

　But Angus Jeffrey suffered a misfortune during his vacation, almost ruining his reputation and becoming a laughing stock, so it seemed only natural that he was replaced.

　This new president is rather lazy.

　His reason for firing Angus Jeffrey seems to be simply that he couldn't bear the embarrassment of keeping Jeffrey as president.

　……

　Dark finally managed to secure a small, makeshift spot in the corner.

　Then he stuck the signboard on the ground, spread the poster in front of the table, and sat down leisurely, patted the table, and prepared to welcome guests.

　A table and a chair—that's all there is to this space!

　In fact, other venues, apart from possibly being larger, have the same configuration, except that they have their own decorations.

　"Hopefully we can recruit five people today!"

　Dak took a slight breath and focused his gaze.

　Then he had the lion mount the "single sword sheath" and stand upright on the other side of the sign.

　Let the fox spirit stand behind the signboard as its mascot.

　Place the cat-shaped figurines and fruit-eating worms on the table as lucky cats and fruit bowls.

　Then, turn the blue-eyed dragon hatchling into a dragon egg and place it in the back to guard the scene, disguising it as a "giant magical animal egg".

　Finally, Gatomon and Sylveon were sent out to solicit "business," while Devimon was sent out to gather intelligence.

　In this way, the entire configuration is complete.

　However, the recruitment event will not start until 12 o'clock.

　Introduction time.

　The students, who had been waiting for a long time, would then surge into the venue like a wave.

　The largest group is undoubtedly the second-year students eager to join the club. But there are also quite a few first-year students who are simply there for the fun of joining or preparing to join the club next year.

　In addition, there will also be students who have not joined a club or who want to leave a club and transfer to another club.

　In contrast, the Duel Club's recruitment period starts at 2 PM, which happens to coincide with the club's recruitment.

　Second-year students have two hours to make an initial selection.

　Although the club's recruitment drive will continue until the end of this weekend, if the club finds satisfactory new members, it may close down.

　Therefore, these two hours are still very important.

　Dak's goal is also to recruit five people within these two hours!

　……

　But the first customer his stall received was not a student who came to join the club.

　Even before the recruitment event started, Dak's booth was already packed with people.

　"Isn't this inappropriate?"

　A dark line appeared on his forehead, and he gave a wry smile.

　"So, are you really not going to consider our literary society?"

　Herona Tracy—the senior from the literature club who was very close to Emma—was standing with her arms crossed, bending over and looking down with an imposing air.

　Behind her stood the descendant of the Winter Sage—Winnie Skadi!

　Dak had a very deep impression of this senior, Winnie, and also had some impression of Tracy.