Chapter 711 “Request for Subscription” Dak Darkemo (4k)
Despite Angus Jeffrey’s performance of demon summoning on the dueling stage on Saturday, the students’ daily lives were not affected.
On Monday, the heavy end-of-term assignments quickly took over their schedules.
Dak only learned on Monday night that Count Jeffrey had arrived at Saint Maryann Academy by noon yesterday and was taking Angus Jeffrey away from the academy tonight.
At that time, Angus Jeffrey’s second consciousness had been removed, and some obvious distortions and missing ideas had been repaired. However, there were still gaps in his memory.
According to Sister Carrian, there was a high possibility of lasting side effects.
“What kind of side effects?”
When Dak asked, Sister Carrian replied, “Sometimes, he might feel like he isn’t himself.”
…
On December 10th, Tuesday evening.
Dak drew the last “Capital Sin” of this month, silently glancing at the glass jar placed at the corner of the desk before putting away the “Mana Dropper.”
Over the next five days, he extracted two points of “Pride,” four points of “Greed,” and four points of “Bliss.”
As for where these “Capital Sins” came from, there is no need to elaborate further.
In summary, as of now, his “Capital Sin” reserves were as follows:
[Pride]: 6;
[Rage]: 1;
[Greed]: 24;
[Gluttony]: 1;
[Bliss]: 6;
After the weekend’s burst, the reserves of “Bliss” for the “Moon Goddess version” had already surpassed seven hundred points and were striving towards eight hundred points!
If it weren’t for the timely cooling effect Angus Jeffrey’s incident had on his mind, those seven hundred points of “Bliss” would have surely caused him to overheat.
Moreover, he still received many duel challenge applications from senior students that morning.
However, considering the busy end-of-term period and the lack of desirable targets, he did not accept any of them.
Another day passed.
The professors of the remaining subjects also released the end-of-term assignments.
He became even busier.
It wasn’t until after ten o’clock at night that Dak managed to spare some time to observe the “Brain Fluid Demon” embryo in the glass jar.
However, three days later, the embryo remained just an embryo.
“So it was expected?”
In fact, he had already noticed two days ago that the embryo showed no signs of activity.
He had waited until now just to confirm it further.
Next, he opened the lid of the glass jar, took out the embryo soaked inside, and carefully cut it.
A murky fluid slowly leaked out from the incision, emitting a sour smell.
“It’s dead.”
Dak disposed of the dead embryo without any surprise, and casually poured the liquid in the jar into the sink.
He had no intention of trying to cultivate it again, at least not for now.
The method described in the book “Into the Abyss” for cultivating the “Brain Fluid Demon” was not difficult, and he did not believe he would make a mistake during the process.
Since there was no mistake, it meant that the cultivation method itself was flawed.
Or it could be entirely wrong.
Or it might be missing something.
Angus Jeffrey must have had other factors contributing to his success in cultivating it.
“A third party” helped complete this factor.
…
Not intending to continue cultivating did not mean giving up on investigating.
Once he finished disposing of all the experimental waste, Dak sat back down.
He opened his notebook, picked up a pen, and pondered deeply.
Now that it was confirmed that the cultivation method in “Into the Abyss” was problematic, and given that Angus Jeffrey was able to cultivate so many demon materials, there must have been intervention from a “third party.”
This aligned with his speculation that he had obtained the “Flashbug” from this “third party.”
Therefore, another question arose.
Why would the “third party” help Angus Jeffrey?
In other words, what exactly did he want from Angus Jeffrey?
“Perhaps understanding this will give me some clues.”
Dak spun the pen around and rested the cap under his chin, letting his thoughts wander.
“To understand what the ‘third party’ wants from Angus Jeffrey, one must first know what Angus Jeffrey possesses and can provide.”
“There must be something the ‘third party’ lacks or doesn’t have among those things.”
…
Of course, merely thinking about it wouldn’t lead to answers.
Dak didn’t expect to figure it out immediately.
He recorded his analysis and went to bed, knowing he had “Alchemy Class” the next day.
Ever since assigning the big project for this semester, Professor Kazel’s lectures had revolved around it.
Lately, Dak had spent most of his free time studying the content of “Alchemy Class.”
After this class, he had gained some insights into crafting “Similar Level” constructs.
However, the assignment for “Alchemy Class” required them to craft a construct approaching the “Pseudo Level” before the start of the next semester. The difference between “Similar Level” and “Pseudo Level” was vast, making it a daunting task.
But learning this couldn’t be rushed; it had to be done step-by-step.
After class, he intercepted Professor Kazel and briefly shared his research and analysis results.
Upon hearing that the cultivation method in “Into the Abyss” was problematic, Professor Kazel was surprised but quickly accepted it.
Then, he took Dak to the office and carefully questioned the details of the related experiments.
After Dak explained everything, he said, “I see, I get the gist of it.”
But when Dak asked, he gave a mysterious smile and said, “How’s your assignment preparation going?”
Dak shook his head and replied, somewhat helplessly, “Maybe after Christmas.”
“Keep it up, I’m looking forward to your work,” Professor Kazel smiled gently.
Most of the students in “Alchemy Class” were top-performing seniors, and it was quite challenging for second-year students to complete the assignments within the time limit.
But he didn’t plan to lower the standards; instead, he hoped that a few second-year students would also strive toward this goal.
Of course, in the next semester, he would loosen the standards appropriately and not use it as a strict assessment.
Dak rubbed his nose and agreed, “I’ll do my best.”
…
After leaving Professor Kazel’s office, Dak completely put the matter out of his mind.
He would still need to use “Into the Abyss” in the future, but not for cultivating demons. Instead, he intended to continue researching the “Brain Fluid Demon” and use alchemy to modify the “Mana Dropper.”
However, he postponed this project to the next semester, planning to resume it once the situation settled down.
Next, he decided to enjoy the increasing “Bliss” brought by the “Moon Goddess version” while continuing his research on construct creation.
Regardless, he needed to create a “Pseudo Level” construct before the start of the next semester.
…
When people need time, it always seems to fly by.
Before long, it was Friday afternoon, and Traveler’s Street opened again.
Dak only realized this when he overheard the other students’ conversations in the common room.
With less than two weeks until Christmas, he hadn’t prepared any gifts yet.
Then, he dismissed the thought as if avoiding reality.
“Instead of thinking about Christmas gifts, why don’t I consider how to make dance invitations…”
Friday afternoon.
The main event of the “Silver Cup” continued.
In the first day of the “Silver Cup” last week, Emma Maltis, Diana Gretbail, Heidi Euphemia, and Sarah Swati advanced to the winners’ bracket, while Wit Gold, Vanessa Bolt, Pistons Kellogg, and Justin Wayne fell into the losers’ bracket.
Later, Pistons Kellogg from the Noble Academy and Justin Wayne from the Knight Academy were the first to be eliminated in the loser’s bracket elimination matches.
Today, two out of the four winners from the winners’ bracket would advance, with the victors moving on and the losers dropping into the loser’s bracket to duel with the remaining two from the loser’s bracket.
So, after lunch, Dak was dragged by Rose to enter the outdoor dueling arena to cheer for Diana.
The schedule for the second day of the “Silver Cup” had already been announced, but Dak didn’t pay attention until he heard it from Rose after sitting down.
There would be four matches today, each starting an hour apart.
The first match was between Emma Maltis from the Knight Academy and Heidi Euphemia from the Mana Academy.
The second match was between Diana Gretbail from the Noble Academy and Sarah Swati from the Mana Academy.
“Diana’s luck isn’t very good!” Dak sighed after learning the schedule.
No wonder Rose had been serious all along; Diana had already entered the competitors’ room early, clearly feeling immense pressure.
In this year’s “Silver Cup,” after he withdrew, Sarah Swati from the Mana Academy undoubtedly became the top contender.
Although he stood on Diana’s side, Sarah Swati was indeed a formidable opponent.
“Dak, what are Diana’s chances?” Rose asked worriedly, holding the cheering cards.
Dak blinked and answered honestly, “Thirty percent for Diana, seventy percent for Sarah.”
Of course, it meant Diana had a thirty percent chance, and Sarah had a seventy percent chance.
Rose pouted and said gloomily, “If I start praying devoutly for a miracle now, will it increase our chances?”
Dak couldn’t help but smile and turned his attention back to his “Alchemy Class” notes.
Time is like a sponge; you can always squeeze more out of it.
The opening of the second day of the “Silver Cup” was straightforward. After the host announced the schedule, the two contestants for the first match appeared.
Like Diana and Sarah, there was a noticeable disparity in strength between Emma and Heidi.
Thus, Heidi Euphemia also faced considerable pressure when she stepped onto the stage.
Dak slightly tilted his head and noticed Tudor among the Mana Academy’s second-year students, cheering for her.
He couldn’t help but smile.
“I wonder if he has summoned the courage to send a dance invitation?”
…
As the backbone of the Knight Academy, Emma Maltis seemed not to focus much on the competition when she appeared.
Through the mana projection, Dak saw her place a notebook on the corner of the table after stepping onto the competitor’s platform.
Some might mistakenly think it was a document containing information about her opponents, but Dak, who had experienced similar struggles, immediately recognized it as a notebook from “Alchemy Class.”
However, Emma adjusted her state quickly. Once she retrieved her deck from her card pack, she concentrated fully.
With the referee’s whistle signaling the start of the “Standby Phase,” Dak temporarily closed his notebook and focused on watching the match.
Emma Maltis and Heidi Euphemia had quite similar dueling styles.
Both were cerebral duelists, and their decks contained not only mana spirit cards but also numerous magic spell cards and item cards, providing support for flexible tactics.
Therefore, this match was particularly captivating.
At the beginning of the duel, both were evenly matched and displayed their unique styles.
However, as the duel progressed, differences began to show.
Later, Emma Maltis seized the advantage and expanded it continuously, eventually winning the match.
Although the process seemed thrilling, it was actually within Emma’s control.
First晋级的是来自魔导院的艾玛·墨提斯！
…
“It’s Diana’s turn!”
“Don’t worry, we still have an hour.”
Dak comforted her and continued reading, not paying too much attention to the winner’s interview.
The dueling arena did not stop because of the pause in the “Silver Cup” events; other duels continued in an orderly manner, and the audience outside the arena did not feel bored.
Almost an hour later, the two contestants for the second match appeared.
Diana looked calm, but Sarah seemed even more composed.
So far, Diana was the only remaining contestant from the Noble Academy, and the second-year students naturally cheered her on.
Sarah had always been popular, and the cheers from the Mana Academy’s second-year students were equally strong.
Dak put down his notebook again and watched the match.
This second match was even more intense and exciting than the first.
Diana had made progress compared to her previous match, exuding a powerful aura and a particularly fierce style, which contrasted sharply with her petite and adorable appearance.
However, her opponent—Sarah Swati—was no weaker.
Furthermore, Sarah had been making up for her deficiencies since entering the second year, and her current deck was no less in pure strength.
They exchanged blows fiercely.
In the end, however, Diana failed to turn the tide and sadly lost.
…
After the match, Diana quickly arrived at the ring and sat down beside Dak, resting her chin on her hand as if deep in thought.
Dak blinked, ready to speak.
Diana suddenly said, “Don’t talk, Diana is thinking.”
So Dak remained silent.
Even Rose was silenced by her.
Half an hour later, the schedule for the loser’s bracket was finally announced.
Heidi Euphemia vs. Wit Gold.
Diana Gretbail vs. Vanessa Bolt.
