The villain only wants to live a Buddhist life

Chapter 118 Dakdimon is mediocre [18.5]

The first day of November.

Wednesday.

Halloween day.

six in the morning.

……

Lily Laplace woke up with a slight chill.

"What~"

She smacked her lips and opened her eyes a little.

I saw a short-haired cat lying on the bed and licking his ears.

"Don't make trouble."

Lily, who realizes that this is not her den, tries to wake up.

She slowly got out of the quilt and let out a little breath.

Then he saw the blond boy curled up beside him.

"hey-hey."

Seeing Dak sleeping soundly with eyes closed, Lily couldn't help stretching out her fingers, and poked him on the face cautiously.

Soft, like jelly pudding.

The fingers shrank.

The extremely elastic skin returned to its original shape along the retracted fingertips.

Lily had a taste of it.

"Go back and sleep in the cage."

The little goblin flew up with flapping wings, and slowly returned to her hut.

And Dak was still asleep.

He hadn't slept so deeply in a long time.

When all the burdens are put down, the body and mind become comfortable, and the sleepiness will be particularly high.

It was not until 09:30 that Dak suddenly opened his eyes.

He checked the [laziness] indicator for the first time, but found that it hadn't increased.

"Because I went to bed late enough?"

"Or because, I do need such a long sleep?"

Dak, who came back to his senses, quickly noticed Professor Lily's leaving without saying goodbye.

He didn't pay too much attention to it. After that, he washed and changed his clothes, applied the garbage slime to his face, and ushered in a new day.

The demon beast that got out of the branch card still didn't turn back into a little evil beast.

Probably due to absorbing too much power from the goddess statue, this time the evolution lasted extra long.

In desperation, Dake went to the cafeteria to have breakfast in person after a long absence.

The students probably only woke up at this time, and there were surprisingly many people in the cafeteria.

They were basically still discussing the same topics as in the early morning.

There are occasional references to Halloween gifts.

But it's all toffee, toffee apples, chocolate chip cookies and stuff.

Halloween is still different from Christmas, and the gifts are not so important.

……

After finishing his breakfast, Dake stopped by the infirmary.

He didn't find a chance to return Werther's magic card to him last night, so he thought of coming here to find Robert and handing it over to Werther through Robert.

"Is Sister Carlian there?"

Duck carefully opened the door.

But she saw Sister Carlian still napping on the table.

She was obviously exhausted, and the side face that was exposed was full of tiredness.

Duck didn't have the heart to wake her up, so he walked into the infirmary lightly, and found Robert Bloheim among the patients outside.

Robert slept happily as if he didn't know anything.

Duck packed Werther's cards in a bag and placed them by his bedside.

Then it was ready to leave the infirmary.

But just as he was about to turn around, he noticed that more than half of the patients in the infirmary were receiving injections.

But unlike ordinary intravenous infusions, the needle for the infusion pierces the temple of the brain, and the medicine bottle hanging beside the bed is spherical, and contains glowing potions.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the part of the needle piercing into the brain, just like the situation when Old John used the iron hook of fate to pick up distracting thoughts, has been blurred.

And the potions in the spherical potion bottle have bottomed out one after another.

Although he didn't know what kind of potions were in the potion bottle, based on the common sense of infusion, Dak knew that it was time to wake up Sister Carlian!

"Dak Dimon?"

Sister Carlian appeared behind him silently.

Dak was slightly taken aback.

Sister Carlian said, "It's just in time, can you help me pour the new potion into those potion bottles?"

Dak nodded and replied, "Of course it's no problem."

Sister Carlian rubbed the corners of her eyes, and took out two test tube racks from the medicine cabinet, each of which was filled with test tubes sealed with oak stoppers.

Two liquids are contained in the test tubes.

"This light yellow potion is Green's potion, which can effectively eliminate the side effects of the soul-losing water, and make the bond between the soul and the body stronger, so that it is not easy to be confused by spiritual illusions."

"This golden potion is Andersen's potion. It has a miraculous effect on solving curses. It can relieve most spells involving brain curses and mental manipulation. If taken in advance, it can also protect the brain from mental manipulation."

"Although they look similar, they are actually completely different potions. Follow me and don't misplace them."

A total of thirty patients required dressing changes.

Fourteen of them require Green's potion, and sixteen of them require Andersen's potion.

Although the remaining 19 people were also injected with soul-losing water, their condition was not serious.

It only takes two to three days of rest to recover.

In fact, the most troublesome ones are the fourteen lovers whose emotions and memories have been extracted.

Green Potion can only stabilize their spirits, and more treatments are needed to gradually restore their emotions and memories.

According to Sister Carlian, human emotions and memories are backed up in the brain, and they are not so easily erased.

"Anyway, it's good to be able to recover."

After Dak asked clearly, he also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had his own considerations at the time, he did not act when their emotions and memories were retrieved. If their emotions and memories could not be recovered, he would feel somewhat guilty.

Sister Carlian seemed to see what he was thinking, and she couldn't help but sneered: "Dark Dimon, I heard about you when I was still on duty in the Holy Church, and they all said that you are the incarnation of the devil, a disgrace to the Duke's family." , as the son of a Valkyrie, you didn’t inherit any martial virtues. I thought you were interesting at the time, but I didn’t expect you to grow into such a boring personality.”

Duck: "???"

Sister Carlian poured Andersen's potion into the spherical potion bottle of the last member of the Seafood Order, and continued: "If you save ten people and save a hundred people, if there is someone important to you among the ten people, even if there is no one among the hundred people Acquaintances are both innocent people, which one do you choose?"

Duck: "Ten people."

Sister Carlian: "???"

Dark couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Sister Carlian, human emotions and behaviors are separated. If I saved ten people and the other hundred people were not saved, I would feel guilty, but next time I will still save these ten people. There is no conflict in itself. The 110 people did not die because of me in essence. My guilt is only because my ability is not enough to save these [-] people at the same time."

Sister Carlian was stunned for a while, then scratched her messy silver hair in embarrassment: "Well, I was wrong. I still have the remaining Green Potion and Andersen Potion here. You can choose one as a reward."

"Andersen potion."

Dak didn't hesitate.

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