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

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　But now that things had come to this, there was no way to stop. Professor Didi raised her hand, and from her fingertips to her elbow, a fine layer of silver gradually covered her slender, pale fingers. Then, she spread her five fingers and plunged them forcefully into the black, blocky object.

　Within the realm of the mind.

　The moon goddess's expression suddenly froze.

　LadyDevimon slapped her across the face again. But the Moon Goddess remained silent, like a puppet in a cage.

　As LadyDevimon froze in shock, the Moon Goddess abruptly transformed from head to toe into a pool of black mud. One of the supporting pillars of her mental world collapsed instantly. Dark suddenly opened his eyes, his fingers gripping [Magicalmon: Stag] pale and weak. Without thinking, he rushed around the corner, his eyes sweeping to the spot where the Moon Goddess had stood. He saw the black mass collapse as if it had lost its vitality, flowing like mud across the ground. As the black mass completely collapsed, a humanoid Digimon appeared, huddled up with its knees drawn up. LadyDevimon slowly opened its eyes, and as the world before it gradually cleared, a familiar and warm figure took shape.

　"It's LadyDevimon." She staggered to her feet and lunged at the blond boy she couldn't let go of no matter what. A snow-white feather drifted down with her movement and slowly sank into the mud.

Chapter 110 Diddy Maxwell's Last Lecture on the History of Magic

　The night had only just begun after midnight. The students, completely unaware of what had transpired in the castle's secret passage, rushed to the first floor as the bells rang. Diana, hand in hand with Rose, furtively searched for the prince in the darkness. Emma, ​​book in her left hand and fiddling with the winged gold coin in her right, seemed lost in thought. Inside the temple, the short-haired girl in a vampire count's outfit finally awoke from her unconsciousness, unnoticed by anyone. In a dark corner, a bat, which should have vanished the instant midnight struck, remained silently lurking.

　—Has the little fairy with butterfly wings returned to the top of the Spiral Clock Tower? Professor Dee Dee Maxwell picked up a glowing bead between her thumb and forefinger, looked up, and examined it closely in the moonlight. The bead was flawless, with a moon floating on it, vying with the bright moon in the night sky. "This is the Tear of the Moon Goddess—" a voice sounded from behind. Professor Dee Dee was not surprised. She said in a very calm tone, "The wheels of history have crushed too many things. We can always find references in them. Four eras ago, the legendary alchemist Martin offered up his kingdom of 5764801 people as a sacrifice to create a Tear of the Moon Goddess, and finally received a response from the ruler of the moon. And I only used sixteen believers and seven sacrifices to complete this experiment." Professor Cazell appeared, his tone tinged with a sigh: "So, it's over." "It's over, temporarily." Professor Dee Dee said leisurely, "You came to stop me. No, I came to see you one last time."

　Dark struggled to peek out from the voluptuous belly of LadyDevimon, gasping for breath of fresh air. Just as he was quietly pulling out [Pride 1], preparing to give her a quickie, LadyDevimon suddenly whispered in his ear, "Someone's coming." Dark's mind raced, and he swapped [Pride] for a Sorting Card. LadyDevimon instantly vanished in a flash of light. Only then did Dark have the chance to observe his surroundings. The walls of St. Marian's Castle were made of some unknown material. Even after being hit by the Moon Goddess's Arrow, they remained completely undamaged. Only some traces of the explosion remained. He quickly skimmed over those traces and spotted a white feather remaining in the black mud. "This can't be the white feather that appeared from beginning to end, it can only be that one." Dark was overjoyed and quickly ran over, picking up the angel feather that emitted a soft white light from the mud. The angel feather was pure and untainted by the mud; just being close to it gave one an extremely comforting feeling. Dark opened the card pack and carefully hid it in a hidden compartment. The compartment already contained four core materials: 1 Banshee's Feather.

　2 Mermaid Scales 3 Ragdoll Zombie Buttons 4 Angewomon Feathers

　Patting his beloved card holder, Dark took out his magic pen and carefully stirred it several times in the mud formed by the Moon Goddess, confirming that there was nothing else inside before straightening up. Although he still didn't quite understand why the Moon Goddess had suddenly disappeared, sometimes the result is more important than the process. After confirming this, Dark didn't immediately run to the temple. The temple contained men and women who existed as sacrifices. But it also contained the Sea Cult, which was very dangerous to him. The best thing to do at this time was to quietly wait for the professors to arrive. And the professors did indeed arrive soon after. The first to arrive was not Professor Kazel or Professor Lily, whom Dark was most familiar with, but a huge black bear! When the black bear came running on all fours, Dark was genuinely startled. But the black bear braked suddenly and transformed back into human form after stopping, which was none other than Professor Pava Jones. Looking at Professor Jones's smooth, bronze skin, Dark breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Dimon..."

　Professor Jones frowned at Dark, then raised the magic card in her hand and said, "Transformation card, a course for senior students." Dark said "Oh," he knew about Transformation; the gender-swap magic Robert had used was a type of Transformation, but this was the first time he had seen a Transformation card. However, there probably weren't many people as proficient in "advanced Transformation" as Professor Jones. Professor Jones's gaze quickly shifted to the pool of black mud, and she asked quickly, "How do you know what happened here?" Dark shrugged: "Knowing a little is enough; there's no need to keep it to myself. After all, the matter has been settled, and apart from the final battle, he was just an innocent bystander." Professor Jones breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the mud: "It's good that someone knows. We can tell you all at once when the headmaster arrives." "Pava, I'm here." With a glimmer of light, a small sprite flew between the two of them—a sphinx with the body of a lion and the head of a man. Dark naturally recognized this as one of Headmaster Art's nine sprites. As for the headmaster herself, she was probably still hosting the ball. Just then, Dark noticed a gentle breeze brush past him, and a figure suddenly appeared at the temple entrance not far away—Professor Sarah Sylph. Professor Sylph entered the temple directly, and upon opening her eyes, she saw the altar without its statues, and the students standing before it. She immediately waved her hand, and a wisp of wind blew out, passing directly through the students' bodies. When it returned, the wisp of wind had transformed into a finger-sized wind sprite. "How are you?" Professor Sylph asked with concern. The wind sprite blinked and gave an OK sign with its tiny finger. Professor Sylph breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the students were not in mortal danger. Afterwards, Dark followed Professor Jones into the temple. The temple looked as if it had been opened after the fact.

　The candles on the magical circuits had burned out, leaving only remnants of red wax. Sixteen members of the Seafood Cult lay unconscious on the ground, the pink mist that had enveloped them like spider silk vanished. Only thirty-three students remained, still affected by the Soul-Stealing Potion.

　He fell into a coma. The last girl, Virtold, a black-haired girl who had been knocked down by Dark in a few moves, felt as if she were in a nightmare, and she didn't want to wake up.

　Under the professors' questioning, Dark would only recount what happened that night—or rather, after the ritual began, he changed his story, saying that he failed in his attempt to disrupt the ritual and was then hunted down by the resurrected Moon Goddess. "In extreme terror, I slid out of the temple. Then that terrifying being who called herself the Moon Goddess pulled out her divine bow and, using moonlight as arrows, shot at me like she was hunting a stag. But she was clearly toying with me, deliberately missing several shots. Finally, I found an opening, and with another slide—cough cough, honestly, I don't know how she died."

　I fell asleep sitting up last night, and when I opened my eyes it was already 4 a.m. I'm making up for it with two more updates.

Chapter 111 Darkdemon Becomes the Crimson Star

　After hearing Dak's account, both the professors and the principal quickly realized that someone was missing. The Moon Goddess couldn't simply vanish into thin air, so there had to be a third party involved. The sphinx circled the temple and quickly said, "Take the students to the infirmary first. I'll notify Sister Kallian and Dimon as soon as possible. You did well, but the rest can be left to the professors. Also, if you don't need much rest, don't miss the first ball of the semester. I'll be waiting for you in the banquet hall on the first floor." "Yes, Principal." Dak bowed slightly, greeted the other two professors, and quickly left. After Dak left, Professor Sylph withdrew her gaze and pondered, "Pava, what do you think of Dimon's words?" Professor Jones smiled: "He has secrets, but we mages all have secrets. Let's go, at least in this matter, he should be on the good side."

　Professor Sylph: "So what are your thoughts on the third party?" Professor Jones said somewhat nonchalantly: "Didi, or Cazell, someone has to be held responsible for this."

　By the time Dark arrived at the banquet hall on the first floor, it was already past 12:30. Principal Art was on stage, brandishing her magic pen and demonstrating various magical techniques to the young mages. Normally, by this time, she would have already announced the champion of the masquerade ball, presented the awards, and officially declared the start of the final revelry. But tonight, she was clearly making an effort to stall for time. Only when Dark stepped into the banquet hall did she stop her display and say with a smile, "Now, let's move on to the awards ceremony. Please welcome the first-year Crimson Star—Dark Dimon! *Clap!*"

　Suddenly, a giant Easter egg appeared overhead. As soon as Dark looked up, the egg burst open, releasing a shower of ribbons and confetti. His gaze shifted, and Dark found himself standing on the stage, to the left of Principal Art. Principal Art still had her striking silver hair, but now wore a large diamond mask over her beautiful face, a silver crown, and a long, trailing black gown. She didn't look like a princess; she resembled a wicked queen from a fairy tale.

　"Dimon, extend your hand." "Yes, Principal." Dark extended his hands, and suddenly, a tremendous weight appeared in his palms—an exceptionally heavy, enormous trophy! Principal Arte's voice echoed in the hall: "Come, let us congratulate this year's Crimson Star!" A thunderous applause erupted in the hall. Principal Arte: "Dimon, is there anything you'd like to say?" Darke: "It's too big." Principal Arte: Darke stumbled off the stage, somewhat dizzy. He never imagined that the grade champion's trophy would be such a huge golden cup! If he took it to Traveler's Street to sell, how many credits would he get? But as soon as he stepped off the stage, before he could even warm the trophy in his hands, it suddenly began to shrink. (--)

　A trophy nearly half a person's height had been transformed into a medal the size of a palm! "No way, this is too much!" Dark wanted to complain. But turning a trophy into a medal seemed to be a regular feature of the Halloween dance, and gasps of surprise came from the audience, limited to first-year students only. He flipped over the medal and saw the inscription on the back: [Spell: Well-deserved]. So he infused the medal with magic and whispered, "Well-deserved." Instantly, his hand felt heavy, and the medal transformed back into a trophy nearly half a person's height!

　After turning the Mo Cup back into a medal and pinning it to his chest, Dark casually found a place to sit down. He hadn't paid much attention to the leaderboard, and his joy at becoming the first-year champion was merely ordinary. Next, Principal Art continued to award prizes. From first to sixth grade—a total of six grade trophies—and finally, the overall champion—the Platinum Star—six contestants took to the stage in succession. Dark saw that Senior Pandora had successfully won the fourth-year championship, but unfortunately, she had missed out on the Platinum Star. "It seems there are indeed hidden talents among the upperclassmen," Dark thought.

　Diana, having finally squeezed her way in, plopped down next to him, a sweet, milky scent filling the air. She complained slightly, "Where have you been? We've been looking for you for ages—" Dak took a fresh glass of orange juice from the table, sipped it, and sighed, "Something came up, I just got here." "Oh, oh, oh," Diana immediately beamed again, unabashedly reaching out to touch Dak's chest, grabbing the crimson star medal and examining it closely. Rose walked over: "Congratulations on winning! Dak truly is the champion."

　Diana snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "Congratulations!" Then she began to look forward to the start of the ball. The two, dressed in matching outfits, looked like a golden couple, quite eye-catching even at this evening ball. Meanwhile, Principal Arte on stage began the next segment, "The Princesses' Meeting!" The arrival of the three principals made this masquerade ball exceptionally special. Everyone had been eagerly anticipating it. Principal Arte drew several shimmering circles with her magic pen, and with a flick of her wrist, the magic exploded like fireworks. "Now, please welcome the princesses!" Immediately, the three principals seated in the professors' section rose and walked towards the stage. Princess Elizabeth, dressed in standard royal attire, possessed a composed and elegant demeanor, her noble yet gentle air, despite the exquisite mask concealing her beauty.

　The large number of supporters of the main character immediately cheered. The little tiger and little bear, who were not very noticeable, also walked onto the stage with a "heave-ho" and very obediently went to the two sides of the main character. After the frenzied atmosphere subsided a little, the students noticed the two little princesses on the stage.

　Some people's expressions changed immediately. Because the two little princesses had been running around the castle, most people had seen them, and some had even been bothered by them – they were truly mischievous! Naturally, the students themselves didn't give the young girls a friendly look. After the three girls finished their self-introductions, the much-anticipated "partner selection" finally arrived. The eldest princess stepped forward first, her gaze gentle as she looked at the students below. The atmosphere among the students tensed.

Chapter 112 Saint Marian's Blessing Flutters in the Ball

　To dance with the princess at the Halloween party is undoubtedly an honor and a form of recognition for any admirer of the eldest princess. Of course, even without these extraneous things, it's something to boast about for a lifetime. Eliza looked at the large number of students below the stage and pursed her lips slightly. She hadn't actually decided yet. Unlike her two younger sisters who could run wild with their age, she represented the face of the palace. Now, as the core of her faction, she couldn't indulge herself too much. Choosing a dance partner required utmost caution. First, men were out. And if she could only choose from women, strength, appearance, character, and family background were all factors to consider.

　A slightly more discreet approach would be to directly choose a woman from among the champions. Eliza favored the incredibly popular duelist known as the "Silver Dragon Girl"—Pandora Dragongon! But that Silver Dragon Girl was simply too outstanding. As a princess, Eliza needed to be careful not to let her brilliance be overshadowed by those around her.

　If possible, it's best not to choose the House of Nobles.

　She couldn't show any favoritism towards any particular noble family. Therefore, it would be best to choose a quiet and intelligent girl with depth from the Magic Academy. Eliza's gaze swept across the banquet hall, her modified class cards constantly feeding her information on the students. She finally locked onto four targets. Coincidentally, all four targets were girls diligently reading books at this time of evening, and one of them wasn't even from the Magic Academy! After eliminating those whose looks didn't match, and then eliminating the one with the strange attire, only the third-year student Winiscratti and the first-year student Emma Metis remained.

　“Metis is a good girl, but unfortunately she is still too young. My invitation might be an unnecessary burden for her. So let’s choose Miss Skadi. I remember that last name. Is it the back window of the Winter Sage?” Eliza then read out the name “Wineskadi”.

　Winnie hadn't paid much attention to the princess's invitation until her classmate reminded her, at which point she looked up in slight surprise. However, having gained the princess's favor, she wasn't ungrateful. She immediately used her costume card to change into a more formal outfit and walked onto the stage. Nodding in satisfaction, she then asked her younger sisters behind her, "What about you two? Do you have someone you like?" "We've been waiting for you to say that!" Anna immediately rushed forward. But just as she was about to shout, Angie kicked her in the heel. Anna's lips tightened instantly, and she said demurely, "Sister Mary, would you like to dance with me tonight—" Second-year student Mary never imagined that the little tiger that had fallen from the sky would be the second princess. She immediately panicked, thinking that her casual clothes were really inappropriate, and hurriedly borrowed a costume card from her classmate.

　Princess Angie tiptoed down and quickly locked onto her target: "Dak-Dak!" "Ah—" Anna jerked her head, glaring fiercely at her younger sister. (What's wrong with this little traitor!)

　Angie ignored her and immediately started waving her little paws around, even jumping up and down. Diana, sitting in the audience, immediately turned pale.

　So you said that people who like bears aren't bad people? You bear traitors!

　"Pfft!" Dark put down the knife he had just picked up, took off his napkin, and stood up helplessly. What was so great about being invited by the princess? It was both troublesome and...

　There's another fierce battle to fight tonight!

　Seemingly sensing Dark's reluctance, Diana cheered up again. After all, tonight's ball wouldn't only have one dance. Taking over a princess's plate, so what? The Bear of the Kingdom is the most devoted defender of the nation! Anna wanted to cry, yet also laugh. Little Rose quickly picked up a syrup cookie and stuffed it into her mouth. "Mmm, mmm."

　The music in the banquet hall gradually changed from light and lively to elegant.

　Three students favored by the princess walked onto the stage.

　Pandora leaned back in her chair, the hem of her snow-white wedding dress casually tossed aside, the "Emerald Star" medal carelessly tossed onto the table. She raised her hand, a fingertip-long horn tip held between her thumb and forefinger. It was a remnant of the legendary monster Behemoth's horn, its magical power now extremely weak. But it was still a good tool for crafting high-level magic cards.

　Through the circle formed by her fingertips and the corner of her eye, the scene on the stage came into full view. Like a sniper aiming a gun, she locked her gaze on the little bear's head. "Boom!"

　Emma, ​​however, was unaware that she had almost become the eldest princess's dance partner. She had accepted an invitation from an upperclassman and already had plans for the evening.

　Dakdimon walked onto the stage.

　Then, he casually stepped over the little lip extended by the second princess. Since it was a masquerade ball, there was no need to change into formal attire like at a regular ball. Both Anna and Angie continued to wear their mascot costumes. Dark nodded slightly to the eldest princess, who had turned her head, and then went to the side of the third princess, Angie. "Dark, you didn't expect this, did you?" Angie whispered. Dark replied lazily, "Yes, really didn't expect this, Angie. When we dance later, follow me and teach that old witch a lesson." "The old witch? That's a memory from so long ago." Dark narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that he would lead Angie away when he started dancing.

　"Then let's party together!"

　The music suddenly soared. The students, who had already found their dance partners, immediately became excited.

　The students without dance partners huddled in a corner, vigorously devouring pumpkin pies. Senior Pandora gently blew on a magical spirit card, and the dragon princess with dragon horns on her head lifted her skirt slightly and reached out to pull her up from her seat.

　The senior student dancing with Emma was the one she had argued with at the girls' meeting. Diana, extremely unwilling, took Rose's hand. The black-clad teddy bear and the pure white teddy bear were quite a match. Diana kept staring at the little bear on the stage, and at one moment she suddenly felt a sense of identification. She murmured to herself, "I am the little bear, the little bear is me."

　On stage, the three princesses formed a triangle, dancing gracefully to the melody. Dark and Angie, hand in hand, moved to the rhythm, finding peace under Saint Marian's blessing. Until a little tiger crept in. Without hesitation, he stomped his foot hard. "Roar—"

　Thank you all for your continued subscriptions! I'm super stable. My dad's going back this afternoon, so things will be much less hectic. These past few days have been really busy and tiring. Thankfully, I haven't had to work too hard.

Chapter 113 Thunderous Might Reveals the Truth

　Anna, wearing the tiger-skin mask, was in so much pain that tears were about to fall. She instinctively gripped Marie's hand, looking at her with teary eyes. But Marie was actually a very intelligent girl; she could easily see that it was Ermo who had acted first. Pretending not to see, she pulled Anna's paw to the other side. Ermo glared fiercely at Dark, but instead met with Angie's gloating gaze.

　Dark released Angie's hand, gave a standard aristocratic bow, and prepared to step off the stage. Angie suddenly grabbed his hand and whispered, "Anna and I will be enrolling next year too." Dark's mind raced, and he offered his congratulations in advance, "Congratulations!" Angie chuckled and withdrew her hand. Only then did Dark step off the stage, but in his heart he thought: If these two troublemakers enroll, what will become of them?

　Dark was quickly grabbed by Diana after stepping off the stage. The Prince and Princess of the Night finally held hands during the second piece. Diana's dance steps weren't very smooth, so Dark patiently taught her. The third and fourth pieces followed, with the two dancing together. Diana beamed throughout, occasionally glancing at the professors' table. Most of the professors didn't step onto the dance floor. Beside Professor Lily, who was slumped on her desk, Anna and Angie, who had removed their hoods, were arguing. Elizabeth, meanwhile, was whispering something to the headmistress on the other side. The masquerade ball remained heated. However, St. Marian's Castle seemed far from peaceful.

　Inside the infirmary, Vithogd finally "woke up" under Sister Kallian's treatment. Seeing himself restored to normal in the mirror, he wept with overwhelming emotion. "Instead of just standing there, why don't you help? It's a lovely Halloween ball!" Sister Kallian muttered inappropriate profanities as she quickly prepared a potion to neutralize the potion of loss. Vithogd blushed, about to help, when Professor Sylph called him out. Facing Professor Sylph's scrutiny, Vithogd reluctantly recounted what had happened after the attack in front of the secret passage. Professor Sylph listened carefully, cross-checking her account with Dark's, confirming that neither of them was lying. Then, she received the mental examination report on the cult members from Sister Kallian, and everything became clear. The whole affair was actually quite simple. Someone had simply used the statue of the Moon Goddess to do something.

　She might not have been the initiator, but she was certainly the driving force. And most of the participants, including the Moon Goddess, were merely pawns dancing in her palm? Within St. Marian's castle, only the professors could pull off such an operation. And the only professors not in the banquet hall at midnight tonight were Professor Cazell and Professor Didi. Recalling their past, Professor Sylph sighed slightly: "No wonder I felt something was wrong when I was patrolling with Didi the other night." A sphinx floated on her shoulder, and Principal Art's voice emerged from it: "Take Witt with us, let's go to the Spiral Clock Tower." However, before Professor Sylph could make a move, a loud bang suddenly erupted from the direction of the Spiral Clock Tower!

　Boom! A bolt of golden lightning, almost tearing the night sky apart, crashed down. Thunder suddenly roared from the top of the spiral clock tower! The magic within the castle was disrupted, and the magical lights in the banquet hall on the first floor went out instantly. The melody of the ball abruptly ceased.

　The students, who had been immersed in a joyful atmosphere, were suddenly thrown into chaos by this series of unexpected events. The younger students couldn't help but scream. Darkness and chaos swept in. Some students frantically pulled out their magic cards, but the mistakenly summoned magical spirits only exacerbated the chaos. Dark's tension was fleeting, but he quickly regained his composure. He determined his direction in the darkness, his gaze fixed on the source of the thunder. Diana immediately clung to him. But Dark wasn't sure if Diana was truly afraid.

　"oj ding ding".

　A clear, crisp sound of wind chimes filled the air. One by one, enormous wind chimes emitting a pale yellow glow flew to every corner of the banquet hall, restoring light to the hall. Dak patted Diana on the shoulder, and she finally looked up, her lips pursed, and said blankly, "It's dawn." "Dawn my foot!" Dak tapped her head to push her away, then whispered, "I have something to do." Before Diana could react, he had already disappeared into the crowd.

　Another arc of lightning flashed past the banquet hall window, but it wasn't nearly as dramatic as the first time. Dark clouds suddenly rolled in, obscuring the moon, and a torrential downpour began in St. Marian's sky. Dark arrived at the castle gate, glanced at his Night Prince outfit, and quickly pulled out a [Costume Change Card] to change into the [Tuxedo Mask].

　Wearing a tall top hat, he bowed and rushed into the rain. The rain came unusually quickly; through the continuous downpour, the top of the spiral clock tower could be seen radiating a bright light. Dark confirmed the source of the first clap of thunder and immediately drew his Sorting Card, summoning his familiar. Impmon, still in her bewitching form, deliberately pressed itself against Dark from behind, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

　Dark ignored her: "Take me up!" LadyDevimon's expression turned serious, and she immediately hugged him: "Yes, Master." So one person—and flew towards the top of the Spiral Clock Tower in the pouring rain. But on the other side, Professor Sylph, who had transformed into wind, was even faster! Vittor, who had been standing next to her, had just put his back on the Sphinx's back when Professor Sylph had already appeared at the top of the Spiral Clock Tower. Shortly afterward, Dark, with LadyDevimon's help, flew to the top of the tower. Professor Sylph didn't even glance at him before recognizing him: "Dimon, stay away!" Dark's heart tightened, and his gaze swept across the top of the tower. There, he saw Professor Kazel kneeling on one knee, surrounded by a shield, with a Snowfeathered Golden-Eyed Beast above his head.

　It emitted a sharp, long cry. The magical sprite, originally only the size of a kitten, had now transformed into the size of a lion, its snow-white wings spread wide in fury, its eyes blazing with golden light. Opposite Professor Kazel, a small sprite of similar height held aloft its magical authority, its butterfly wings flapping rapidly behind it. Dark had seen it in a book; it was the ancient magical authority, [Thunderous Might], on par with [God's Wrath]!

　Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the little fairy's face. Though slightly immature, her delicate features spoke volumes about her beauty.

Chapter 114 The barrier to overcoming race is never racial segregation

　The moment Dark saw that face, an image flashed through his mind. In Professor Cazell's office, a floral arrangement adorned with green roses reflected a soft glow under the light. The professor pressed a button, and the green roses scattered, revealing a slightly childlike, beautiful face—a little fairy with butterfly wings.

　"The pure and simple green rose symbolizes the blessing of eternal youth and the hope for everlasting love."

　Dark had initially assumed the goblin was Professor Cazell's old flame. Now, it seemed his initial guess might have been correct. The goblin holding aloft the [Thunderous Might] had a strikingly similar face. But upon actually seeing the goblin, Dark suddenly realized that the only goblin in the academy with butterfly wings appeared to be Professor Diddy Maxwell of the History of Magic. Comparing the two, aside from being younger, this goblin was identical to Professor Maxwell in the color and pattern of its wings, and even its clothing. "So, is this why Professor Cazell exhibited such conflicted feelings—" He didn't want to disrupt Professor Maxwell's plans, yet his conscience compelled him to do something. "So he came to me, hoping I would investigate, participate, and make the decision for him." Human emotions are truly complex. "Dark didn't follow Professor Sylph's advice to move further away. Instead, he leaped down and landed at the top of the Spiral Clock Tower. He crouched on the ground, with LadyDevimon, who had also landed beside him."

　Professor Didi watched as Sarah, Professor Sylph, and Darkdemon arrived one after another, but remained silent. Professor Sylph, however, asked in surprise, "Didi, your curse is lifted?" Professor Didi then revealed a gentle smile. "I've completed a small experiment." Professor Sylph's voice pierced through the storm: "This doesn't seem like a small experiment!" Professor Didi said casually, "I merely replicated a small segment of history." Then, she opened her palm, and a bead radiating silver moonlight slowly floated up. In the center of the bead floated a bright moon. Amidst the thunder and rain, it became the only moon. "The Tear of the Moon Goddess," Professor Sylph's tone was filled with indescribable astonishment: "How did you do that?" Professor Didi retrieved the Tear of the Moon Goddess and said softly, "I said, I merely replicated a small segment of history." She lightly raised her magical power, and lightning flashed. Clearly, she didn't want to say anything more. Professor Cazell's voice rang out at this moment: "This involves the location of the castle and historical records." Professor Didi turned to look at him: "Cazell, your knowledge is indeed vast. Unfortunately, a goblin is still a goblin." Professor Cazell's brow twitched: "..." Professor Didi continued without pausing: "Do you know why I would rather endure the torment of the curse than choose you? Because goblin blood is foul."

　Her eyebrows rose higher, her tone growing colder. As a member of the long-lived race, the goblins are not only blessed by time but also eternally youthful, making them a race even closer to the ideal of fantasy than their close relatives, the elves. Goblins with extreme racism are arrogant. In their eyes, even humans are nothing more than earthly reptiles, let alone the filthy goblins living underground! Deeddy Maxwell, a representative of extreme racism, once became able to look others in the eye due to a curse that caused aging—a fall from fantasy. But after regaining her youth with the "Tears of the Moon Goddess," her nature resurfaced. Ultimately, the reason she aged was...

　It was because, during a past exploration of an ancient temple, she faced the Moon Goddess's challenge and, when forced to choose between "love" and "time," chose "time," thus incurring the Moon Goddess's curse! The love she rejected was Professor Kazel. They were once companions on adventures, and now colleagues at the academy—unfortunately, their relationship ended there.

　Professor Cazell slowly stood up. There was no resentment in his eyes. Even after Professor Didi pointed out in front of the students that his blood was foul.

　He didn't care much. What filled his eyes was a flood of memories and nostalgia. Didi had always been like this. Completely different from Lily, who was also a goblin. But what attracted his attention was precisely this stubborn pride of Jinping. The test of time was too cruel. Of the original four-person team, only three remained. In a few decades, there would be one less. Although goblins' lifespans were slightly longer than humans', they ultimately couldn't match the goblins who could race against time. Kazel knew he was getting old. He was here tonight only to see Didi one last time. Didi was still careful in her actions; there were no casualties among the students. In St. Marian, this was a red line. As long as she didn't cross that line, the headmaster wouldn't harm her. But expulsion was certain. Cazell, who had been feeling increasingly weak each year, had long considered retiring to Saint Marian. He no longer had the energy to follow the still energetic Didi on his adventures. His long lifespan had bestowed upon the goblins an insatiable curiosity. To forever follow the footsteps of history, seeking truth amidst mist and dust, was the way of life for most goblins.

　Still slumped in her professor's chair, looking utterly listless, Professor Lily stretched out her arms, rolled over, and floated on the edge of the desk, staring blankly at the gradually brightening ceiling. "Since you care so much, why don't you look?" Principal Art's gentle voice rang in her ears. Professor Lily pouted, "What's the use of looking? Those who need to leave still have to leave." Principal Art then asked, "You already knew?" Professor Lily rolled over again, facing the floor, "So what?" "Art..."

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　In the blink of an eye, another enormous figure appeared atop the spiral clock tower—Professor Jones in his bear form. Professor Didi, surrounded by three professors, remained unfazed, turning his gaze to the approaching sphinx. One of Principal Art's nine spirits—the materialized sphinx—was carrying the prophesied hero swiftly towards them. Professor Didi glanced at the hero, dressed in a vampire count's outfit, then casually looked at another student present. A slight, enigmatic smile played on his lips. "A prophecy..."

Character Name Comparison Table (before Chapter 114)

　[Main Characters]

　Dark Dimon → First-year student at the Noble Academy, familiar Impmon, and Eevee the Monster.

　Diana Gretbil → First-year student at the Noble Academy, familiar panda, magical beast polar bear.

　Rose Florty → First-year student at the Noble Academy, familiar Feather Rabbit, magical beast Snow Rabbit.

　【Hero Group】

　Vittor God → First-year Knight Academy, familiar Minotaur, magical beast Stag.

　Robert Broheim → First-year Knight Academy, Familiar Robot, Magical Beast Castle.

　[Teachers' Group]

　Cynthia Saint Arte → Principal.

　Professor Sarah Sylph → Summoning Professor, Headmaster of the Knights Academy, Half-elf.

　Power Jones → Duel Professor, Head of the House of Nobles, one-sixteenth giant blood.

　Professor Lily Laplace → Arithmetic Professor, Head of the Magic Academy, Fairy.

　Professor Dee Dee Maxwell → Professor of History of Magic/Astronomy, Headmaster of the House of Fools, Goblin.

　Kazel → Professor of Magic Theory, one-quarter goblin blood.

　Thompson → Professor of Potions.

　Ms. Bella → Librarian.

　Sister Carlian → School Doctor.

　[Student Group]

　Pandora Drogon → Fourth-year Magic Academy student.

　Emma Metis → First-year Knight Academy, Familiar Otter, Magical Beast Otter.

　Sara Swati → First-year Magic Academy student.

　Röntgen → First year, aristocratic college.

　Sivort → First-year students in the Noble Academy.

　Doron → First year of the Noble Academy.

　Scott → Second year at the Noble House.

　Marie → Second year, aristocratic college.

　Winnie Skadi → Third-year Magic Academy student.

　[Royal Palace Group]

　Elizabeth → the eldest princess.

　Anna → Second Princess.

　Anqi → Third Princess.