The villain only wants to live a Buddhist life

Of course Dak couldn't be fooled by it.

He squinted at Fairy Eevee, and said in a low voice, "Get up."

"Mi~" Fairy Ibrahimovic twisted his waist.

Dak snorted coldly: "One flower."

Fairy Eevee: "Mi?"

Duck: "Two."

Fairy Eevee: "Mi!"

Its ears pricked up immediately, and the tentacles of the ribbon tensed subconsciously.

Anyone with a little brain knows that this can't be a reward, so it can only be a punishment!

Fairy Ibrahimovic's Little Red Flower cannot make ends meet all the year round, and the portion she earns from doing homework every day has to be used to pay the entrance fee for the big milk pot. The savings are getting less and less, and she has long been shrouded in the halo of poverty.

Every time I buckle a little red flower, it hits the heart directly, with a heartache like despair.

But Dak's voice still sounded ruthlessly: "San Duo."

Fairy Ibrahimovic is still struggling.

Duck: "Four flowers."

Fairy Eevee: "Mi!"

It stood up abruptly, with panic in its eyes, its two tentacles stretched out cautiously, and grabbed the master's wrist.

This is begging for forgiveness~

"Withholding ten flowers."

Duck snorted coldly, put down his schoolbag, turned around and said, "Come with me."

"Mi! (Isn't it four, why did it jump to ten!)"

The fairy Ibrahimovic's heart was broken, and his expression was sad and desperate.

But in order not to be deducted as negative, it had no choice but to lower its head, and walked out of the 201 dormitory behind Dak.

As soon as he left the dormitory, he was outside the envelope of [Paradise].

Fairy Ibrahimovic could clearly feel that his body was not as flexible as before.

But fortunately, the magic elf's grasp of basic power was innate, and it didn't take long for it to adapt.

……

After 10 minutes, Fairy Eevee was taken to St. Marian's canteen kitchen.

Dak stood behind it, with his hands folded and a serious expression on his face.

Fairy Eevee squatted on the ground, with her paws together, bowed repeatedly to the halfling chef, begging for help in a bitter manner.

The halfling chef looked at this vivid magic elf with a kind face, and couldn't help but think of the bat familiar that didn't show up this morning.

She said kindly: "Okay, I'll go and get you a pot of special effect hangover soup."

Duck kicked Fairy Eevee's ass, and urged, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Mi!" Fairy Ibrahimovic nodded and bowed hastily.

The halfling chef smiled and went to prepare the ingredients.

After she left, Duck leaned against the wall so as not to disturb the other halfling cooks.

Fairy Ibrahimovic carefully rubbed over him, put it on his leg, and squeezed it hard with his face.

Fairy Eevee, micro!

……

"If you make a mistake, you have to pay the price. Only when you know the pain can you be vigilant."

Dak's eyes were slightly cold, and he ignored Fairy Ibrahimovic's enthusiasm.

The halfling chefs who passed by looked at this person curiously, but most of them looked at Fairy Eevee with tolerance after learning the truth.

Obviously, they are all examples of "loving mothers who lose their children".

Dark himself is a "failed product of over-indulgence," so is wary of that.

Just like the behavior of the little devil beast after it evolved into a devil beast, although it is excusable, it cannot be let go.

Fairy Ibrahimovic made a subjective mistake and needs education even more.

Although the magic elves are powerful, their minds are still young and not sound.

As their master, Dak's behavior will have a huge impact on their mental growth.

The more obvious ones are actually the Little Demon Beast and Dilu Beast.

The little evil beast was originally an inferior demon with a cunning personality, good at intrigue and trickery, and full of lies, but now he only said a few hilarious words occasionally, honestly like a child.

Oh, it was meant to be a child.

And the arrogance and diligence of Dilu Beast are just like Dak's single-line.

I just hope that after this incident, Fairy Ibrahimovic can learn a lesson.

Even if you want to make a living again next time, don't be so stupid!

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Dak obtained a pot of special effect hangover soup from the halfling chef.

This thing has been used on Professor Lily, and it works well.

In addition, the magic elves were not too drunk, so it shouldn't take long for them to sober up.

Dak took Fairy Eevee all the way back, and gradually found that more and more students gathered outside the castle.

The students were gliding on the frozen lake like swans. There were people building snowmen and playing snowball fights everywhere by the lake. They were so happy.

His mood gradually calmed down—in fact, he wasn't really angry, he was just putting on a show~

After returning to the dormitory, Dake also handed over the task of feeding sober soup to Fairy Ibrahimovic, and then sat at the desk, took out a book and read it slowly.

This afternoon, he wanted to enjoy life as much as possible.

……

About half an hour later, the magic elves woke up one by one.

The culprit, the fairy Ibrahimovic, was cornered by them, and the shadow of revenge gradually invaded.

Seeing that Fairy Ibrahimovic is about to perform [Fairy Ibrahimovic Wu Mi], Dak couldn't help but said with a smile: "Okay, let's get ready. At about two o'clock, I'll take you out to see the snow."

As soon as these words came out, the magic elves stopped instantly, and looked at him with their ears stretched out, eager to prove whether they had heard wrong?

Darke said it again slowly: "You can bring some snacks and milk, and treat it as the last winter outing in winter... Although it is actually spring now. But remember to recycle the garbage when you return. We are quality tourists, do you understand?"

"Moomoo!"

"Furum!"

"Wow!"

The magic elves surrounding Fairy Eevee dispersed in an instant, each of them excitedly found out their small bags, and stuffed snacks into them desperately.

Of course, there are also those with a small drawing board like a pot.

That's what Darke prepared for it after seeing that it had a talent for painting.

As for Dilumon, the cat's ears moved, and it began to choose picture books suitable for reading in the snow from its own series.

It has gradually acquired a literary style.

The little evil beast was the quickest to turn out the scarf and hat, and put them on before going out.

Although the other magic elves didn't have hats, they all followed suit and wrapped up their scarves properly.

It's just that the size of the trash slime is too small, and its scarf was made into a swaddle by the Dittoman, and then put it inside.

Of course, the big milk tank will not forget to fill up his [nirvana: drinking milk].

With Dake watching outside, it wanted to try to wander further afield.

The ball sea lion that was prepared first has already danced, with huge bubbles on its head one after another.

……

In short, after such a toss, time passed quickly.

Duck stuffed notebooks, books, teacups and other things into his schoolbag, then took off [Paradise] and put it in the card case.

He didn't take all the magic elves back into the magic card, but took them out directly.

Anyway, many people in the college already knew that the little cow that always took the cuties around was the first-year student of the Noble House—the magic wizard of Dak Dimon!

As for the consumption of mana.

He can easily bear the journey of reopening [Paradise].

No matter winter outing or spring outing, "outing" is the key.

It is also an experience to swim all the way from the starting point to the destination.

Dake clearly remembered that when he was in elementary school, he carried schoolbags, lined up, and walked all the way to parks and other places under the leadership of teachers.

The happiness at that time was hard to find in the amusement park after growing up.

……

Diana and Rose, who appeared at the door of Room 201 on time, probably never expected that their team would be so huge.

The two little girls put on beautiful winter clothes, including scarves, gloves, and hats.

Diana looked eager to try, and she was probably dreaming about building the largest snowman in St. Marianne!

However, when she saw the magic elves timidly queuing out of Dak's dormitory, the idea of ​​snowball fights that she had shelved before overwhelmed the idea of ​​building a snowman again.

Originally, she thought that no one should have a snowball fight with her, but now she doesn't have to worry at all!

Dak let her mix with the magic elves, and walked at the front like a kindergarten monitor, becoming the locomotive of the team.

He himself walked side by side with Rose.

This large group of people and pets walked down the stairs and came to the common room of the Noble House.

The twittering of the wizard elves and Diana flooded into the lounge.

The male and female students who were hugging the fireplace to keep warm in the common room were instantly drawn to their attention.

This unprecedented grand scene made them almost forget what they were doing.

Even the male and female couples who kissed me froze.

It's not like no one likes to go around with a magic elf, but with a whole bunch of them like this...

Is it too much magic power or something?

Moreover, the expressions and movements of this group of magic elves are living creatures no matter what, they all seem to have grown up eating cuteness!

In the past, there was a profession called "Beast Tamer", who fought by taming monsters.

When they travel, they are often in groups like this.

But in this era, animal trainers who are far behind the times have almost disappeared, and they can only be seen in circuses.

At this time, Dak has a little demeanor of a beast trainer.

It wasn't until the train of Diana and the wizard elves left the common room that the students of the House of Nobles suddenly woke up.

Then a volcanic discussion erupted.

A few girls whispered a few words to each other, and couldn't help but follow.

They didn't want to rush up and hug one of them, but they just looked at the group of little guys from a distance, and they felt a sense of satisfaction spontaneously.

……

Under such circumstances, a student who was always in the common room suddenly got up and walked upstairs quietly.

Room 501, Tower Building, Noble House.

Angus Jeffrey, the president of the Aristocratic History Research Institute, is drinking afternoon tea surrounded by members.

Angus Jeffrey is a fourth-year student. He became the president of the Noble Academy Research Club in the second half of the third year, and it has been almost a year now.

Since Elsie Kevin, the second-year top student he assigned in the last rookie competition, not only lost in the duel with Dak Dimon, but also became the super background board for Dak to emerge, he There was a little silence for a while.

The Aristocratic History Research Institute is not monolithic either.

Once he makes a big mistake in decision-making, damages the interests of the collective, or causes a big loss to the reputation of the society, even if he is the president, he may be excluded.

In fact, the decision he made against Dak during the rookie competition was considered a failure, and it caused a considerable loss to the club's reputation.

When confronting other clubs some time ago, I was even ridiculed on the spot and was unable to refute.

For this, he needs to do something to make up for this loss.

So when someone told him that Dak was traveling with a large number of magic elves, he knew his chance had come!

The release of the magic wizard consumes a lot of mana, which is obviously common sense!

Although Dak Dimon's magical talent seems to be strong, human beings have their limits.

No matter how strong he is, it is impossible for him to consume unscrupulously.

As long as you seize the opportunity when his magic power is exhausted, you can make a small move to kill his prestige.

Once Dak Dimon made a fool of himself in public, Angus Jeffrey would win back.

And this small action is also exquisite.

Must be within the rules.

St. Mary's College expressly forbids fighting, but advocates all disputes to be resolved in the form of duels.

Coupled with the fact that it is Valentine's Day, which is prone to disputes, the right time and place are here.

In the end, there is only one person left.

But this "people" problem is a big problem.

Jeffrey took a sip of his tea, couldn't help looking at the members around him, and said, "How about it, do you have any recommendations?"

When the members were asked by him, they couldn't help but lower their heads.

recommend?

Who do you recommend?

Even Elsie Kevin is not a match, who else can I recommend?

Going to second grade Marley for a hand in Mortal Kombat?

If this is true, it is still uncertain who will be beaten!

But if the second grade is removed, is it possible to go to the third, fourth, or even fifth grade?

Hey!

It was embarrassing enough to find a second grader to deal with Dak Dimon last time, right?

He is a first-year student who has only been in school for more than half a year!

"I think so."

Mike Owen, Jeffrey's confidant, brushed his curly hair on his forehead and said, "Dak Dimon is not an ordinary person after all, and he even publicly defeated Kevin in the rookie competition. So, let's find a third-year It's not ashamed."

Jeffrey turned his gaze to him and asked, "So, Owen, do you have someone to choose?"

Owen coughed dryly, but turned his gaze to the side: "No."

Then say a P!

Jeffrey cursed inwardly, then turned his head to look at the snow scene outside the window.

Owen added: "It's like this. Everyone is a student of the Noble House, and they all have their own arrogance. It's fine to assign a second grader to fight against a first grader. But if it's a third grader, it's very difficult for anyone to agree. So this Thing... In fact, there is no need for us to keep biting him. Even if he establishes his own society in the future, it cannot get rid of the fact that he is from the House of Lords, and his society will never be in trouble with the House of Lords. Trench..."

"stop!"

Jeffrey was obviously annoyed by his tirade, and stopped on the spot.

Mike Owen's sudden words were obviously negating his previous decision, which made him very unhappy.

Suddenly his eyes rolled, and he looked at Owen with a sneer: "I have someone to choose!"

……

Dake never expected that a good student like himself, who is both academically and morally good, would be targeted by others.

After he walked out of the tower of the House of Nobles with a large army, he did not leave the castle immediately, but went up the nearest stairs to the fifth floor of the castle.

This height is almost enough to take in the scenery.

One by one, the wizard elves climbed up to the opening in the city wall, overlooking the pure white earth covered in silver.

The snow scene seen from a height and viewed from the ground are completely two pictures.

It's not easy to have such an opportunity.

Dak hoped that the wizard elves could experience more perspectives.

Standing beside him, he looked gently at the excited magic elves, and his heart gradually became full.

On the other hand, Diana pulled Rose and blended perfectly into the magic elves without any difference.

Their familiars ran around chasing their heels. Although they looked nimble, Dak, who had seen too much of his own magic elf, could easily see their rigidity in their actions.

"Find a chance and give them a little surprise."

Dak smiled.

……

After the magic elves had had enough trouble, Dak led them down the castle from the other side of the stairs.

His current magic power is roughly equal to that of an adult magister, but the quality and recovery rate of the magic power are far superior, so the magic power that can be used per unit time is higher than that of an adult magister.

The magic power consumed by a few magic elves can be made up by the self-recovery of magic power alone.

So it's been pretty easy so far.

But if it continues for a little longer, there may be a shortage of magic power.

So next, he was going to find a suitable place to spread out the 【Paradise】.

……

While Duck was planning the afternoon snow appreciation, most of the first graders were worrying about Valentine's Day.

Knight Academy tower, first-year dormitory.

Witt Gould and Robert Bröheim hid in the dormitory and played Magic Chess.

Since Robert had a new chess piece, Werther, who was no longer an opponent, was even less of an opponent.

The two of them almost couldn't play well.

After falling into a disadvantage again, Werther hesitated and said, "Robert, why did you say Duck deliberately showed that vampire piece?"

Robert shook his head, indicating that he was even more unclear.

Werther guessed on his own: "The seal of the secret passage has not been released so far. Is it because the professors have not been able to find the vampire? Could it be that the reason why Dak showed the vampire chess piece is to lure him into the bait? But it will work." Does it work?"

Robert still shook his head: "I don't know."

Witte: "If Darke really did that under the instruction of the professors, could it be that the vampire Vlad has actually escaped from the secret passage and hid among us? Otherwise, his behavior cannot be explained!"

Robert sighed: "Wett, don't think too much. It's too dangerous. Even if it's as you guessed, we can't intervene."

"That's not necessarily true." Werther shook the chess piece and whispered, "With the help of my seniors and sisters, my [Holy Sword Curse] is almost finished."

Robert was stunned, and then congratulated: "That's a good thing! The holy sword deserves a brave man, and the brave man who has the holy sword is the real brave man! Do you still remember Professor Mitia's prophecy?"

"Of course." Werther said, "History is always similar, and reincarnation never stops. I will inherit my father's behest and become a holy sword user worthy of the status of the son of the brave!"

Robert smiled: "Then, Mr. Holy Sword Master, are you ready to deliver chocolates?"

Witt's expression froze immediately, and he sighed, "I can only use the prepared chocolate from the store."

This means that he tried and failed to make artisanal chocolate.

Robert comforted: "It's all the same. Maybe the store chocolate is better."

Witte: "Maybe."

While sighing like this, his [castle] was completely captured by Robert's chess pieces.

But he has lost his mind.

Robert asked: "How is it? Have you figured out how to deliver it? Find someone to deliver it, quietly put it at the front desk of the library, or deliver it in person?"

Witt came back to his senses and said firmly: "Send it in person! I am the son of the brave!"

……

After half an hour.

Werther and Robert appeared at the door of the library.

When he came to the door, Werther became nervous instead.

He hesitated for a while, and when there was no one at the door, he gritted his teeth and walked into the library.

Pandora is reading a book in the foreground.

She made an appointment with Ms. Bella to change shift around three o'clock in the afternoon.

It's half an hour to three o'clock.

Since going to work at noon, she has been receiving gifts non-stop, and a hill has piled up under the counter.

After experiencing the short-term pain of the previous few years, those boys who gave chocolates probably realized that it was useless to confess.

So just send it away.

There are also some people from the support club who sent a lot of chocolates and flowers at once.

Valentine's Day is roughly the same every year.

And every year more and more.

In short, as long as it is not a face-to-face confession, Pandora will accept everything.

As for what to do after receiving it?

Of course it can't be used to eat and show off.

[Valentine's Chocolate] is a good secret material.

……

Pandora looked up at the door, the two first graders had been standing there for several minutes.

This kind of person wandering around the door of the library is a troublesome existence for the librarian in charge of registration.

But she had a question she wanted to ask, so she kept holding back.

Finally, the black-haired boy among the two walked into the library.

But if you only look at his expression, you may mistakenly think that he is going to the battlefield.

"Register."

When he approached, Pandora casually pushed the registration form over.

Werther's expression froze, and he looked at the registration form for a long time before he gritted his teeth and picked up the chocolate gift box hidden behind him.

Then he said loudly: "Sister, please accept my chocolate!"

Pandora pointed to the table without surprise: "Let's put it there."

Witte turned his head, and honestly put the chocolates in the small pile of boxes.

He wanted to say something more, but he heard Pandora ask: "By the way, you and Dak Dimon are classmates, right? Do you know where he is now?"

……

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