The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

It was very difficult to teach people who had zero foundation to read and write, let alone magical spirits...

In order to better mobilize the enthusiasm of the magical spirits, stimulate their passion for learning, and comprehensively evaluate the learning status of the magical spirits, Room 201 of the Noble House Tower had specially set up a Little Red Flower reward and punishment system.

Encouraging the magical spirits with excellent grades, a hard-working attitude, and obvious progress by giving them a little red flower, would help the magical spirits to develop good study habits.

If their performance was bad, the small red flower would be deducted to set an example.

At the same time, a little red flower would be incorporated into the internal monetary system.

Dark's magical spirits would be able to purchase anything they wanted using small red flowers.

Whether it was a material wish or a spiritual wish, as long as Dark's magical spirits paid enough little red flowers, he would try his best to satisfy it.

At first, magical spirits may not take it seriously, but once someone started using the little red flowers to "make a wish" and got fulfilled, everything would definitely change.

Dark was hopeful about this.

On the evening of 31th of December, Dark tucked every magical spirit in, and then slid into his own bed contentedly.

The first long vacation of the first year was over in a blink of an eye, and tomorrow would be the new year and the beginning of the next semester.

Having said that, there was actually no class tomorrow.

Some students and professors who went home during the holidays would rush back in the daytime tomorrow.

The academy would hold an opening ceremony at 6 o'clock in the evening, and then all the teachers and students of the academy would have dinner together in the Great Hall.

At that time, the principal would summarize the previous semester and introduce a new professor of History of Magic.

Professor Claire seemed to have decided to quit her post, but there was little news about the new History Of Magic professor.

Based on the good impression brought by Professor Claire, the students were looking forward to the new Professor of History of Magic.

Dark was also quite curious.

"System, show me the indicators."

Before going to sleep, Dark called out the system panel.

A moment later, seven indicators appeared in his field of vision.

Compared with the end of last month, it was:

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[Pride: 106→105]

[Envy: 41→39]

[Wrath: 90→88]

[Sloth: 64→69]

[Greed: 97→103]

[Gluttony: 64→ 69]

[Lust: 109→106]

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Although a total of 12 points of [Lust] and 3 points of [Pride] were drawn in December, the overall value still showed an upward trend.

Among them, [Pride] increased by 2 points after being drawn by 3 points, and rose to 105 points, which was inevitable.

And the continued decline of [Envy] was to be expected.

With the help of cat grass, [Wrath] had also fallen.

And [Sloth] and [Gluttony] were still rebounding.

The increase in [Greed ] was also expected and partly intentional.

As for [Lust], after being drawn a full 12 points, [Lust ] still rose to 106 points, which meant that it had increased by a full 9 points in December!

For this result, Dark had already expected it.

And, he was less strict on himself this month, too.

But in general, these values were still in the controllable range.

Dark closed his eyes and thought for a while.

A new January was approaching, and January would also have 15 points of [deadly sin] to draw.

And in the Worm Tree, there was still 1 point of [Pride].

But from the current point of view, his need for [deadly sin] was not urgent, and he could store this month's [Pride] and [Lust] for the production of next [Pride Ⅲ], or Lust [Lust Ⅳ].

In addition, research on [Greed] could finally be put on the agenda!

He was curious what would happen to DemiDevimon in the "Greed" state.

Would it reveal some of the greedy nature of a demon-type magical spirit?

Hmmm...

Thinking of this, Dark couldn't help smiling and soon fell asleep.

...

Ten minutes later, his breath gradually became quieter, and his sleep gradually deepened.

But on the little beds against the wall, a few magical spirits quietly opened their eyes.

A warm bed and a cute quilt still couldn't stop the war from breaking out.

In the dark and cold night, the warmth could only be felt by their master's side.

...

When Dark opened his eyes, he found that there were a few fluffy and warm balls around him again.

He covered his forehead helplessly and suddenly felt that he should've bought little bunk beds for his magical spirits.

Maybe it was a better idea to get a bigger bed, so they could all sleep together with him?

...

Monday, January 1, at 7:00 a.m.

Dark took the breakfast and today's "Daily Sage" out of the basket, and then rewarded DemiDevimon with a small red flower.

DemiDevimon, who suffered defeat last night, suddenly revealed a big smile.

"DemiDevimon accepts the first little red flower after the implementation of the little red flower reward and punishment system!"

Dark shook his head helplessly, and then opened the "Daily Sage".

He had paid particular attention to the newspapers in the past two days.

The impact of the invasion of Bastille Prison by a heretic sect still continued to ferment.

In the midst of this incident, Saint Marian Academy still didn't express any opinion on the matter.

The dove faction headed by the eldest princess Eliza wanted to conduct a comprehensive investigation on this matter in the name of the kingdom, but it was hindered by the hawkish force headed by Prince Charles.

However, this would only prove the external speculation that the holy church was lying.

Some dove-leaning newspapers began to report on the incident and severely condemned the holy church's act of concealing the truth!

But this so-called condemnation was only done verbally.

As a powerful force comparable to the Saint Marian Academy, the holy church had a long history even above the kingdom.

For a long time when Saint Marian Academy was not engaged in worldly matters, the holy church even controlled the authority of the kingdom.

If it weren't for the fact that its performance was too mediocre at the end of the war and it caused people to lose faith in them, the power of the holy church would have been even greater.

Even so, the holy church still occupied many seats among the thirty-six members of the upper house.

Now that the king was old and the royal family was weak, only the Valkyrie's faction could compete with the holy church.

...

Ignoring his position, and just looking at this event from the perspective of a bystander, Dark was also leaning toward the theory that the holy church was hiding something. The heresy that invaded the prison may have indeed been wiped out as the holy church stated, but some important prisoners in the prison might have escaped during the chaos.

Otherwise, the holy church would not stay silent and even ask the eldest prince to intervene in the kingdom's investigation.

There was definitely not an ordinary incident.

Dark had a vague feeling that something was going to happen.

"Could it be related to the resurrection of the demon king?" Dark pondered carefully, thinking that it was very possible.

If the mistakes of the holy church were big enough to lead to the resurrection of the demon king, it was understandable why they would choose to hide it.

...

After breakfast, Dark continued teaching his magical spirits how to read.

Of all the magical spirits, DemiDevimon and Gatomon were undoubtedly the fastest learners.

Their advantage of being able to speak was very helpful for reading and writing.

And Trash Slime had basically been removed from the list of students in Dark's kindergarten classes.

Also at the bottom of the class was Hawlucha who could never sit still.

It just wanted to punch the wooden dummy!

...

Teaching people to read was originally a very tedious thing.

But teaching magical spirits to read, unexpectedly, was a very interesting thing.

Dark enjoyed it a lot.

The magical spirits, on the other hand, didn't enjoy it at all.

After the lunch break at noon, Dark also had two visitors, Dianna and Rose.

The two little girls gasped in shock when they saw the magical spirits sitting in rows and writing and practicing calligraphy.

After finally coming back to her senses, Dianna suddenly summoned her panda familiar spirit, got a pen, and stuffed it into the panda's paw.

But the poor familiar spirit who didn't know how to write could only draw scribbles on the paper. Because of this, it was severely criticized by Dianna!

Rose watched Dianna desperately trying to make her familiar spirit write something, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly.

Because she couldn't help but feel the same way.

"Is this the difference in intelligence level?"

"What can I do to raise the intelligence level of my magical spirits to 3.0?"

"No, 3.0 is not enough at all!"

"Magical spirits that can read and write… Ugh, this is too exaggerated!"

Rose tucked herself into the recliner and pretended that she didn't see anything.

...

It was 5:45 in the afternoon.

After Dark arranged the homework for the magical spirits, he went out of the tower with Dianna and Rose and walked to the great hall on the first floor of the castle.

Along the way, Dianna couldn't help sighing, feeling very nostalgic for the vacation that was about to pass.

But the melodious singing quickly dispelled her sorrow.

She hummed along with the singing and walked into the great hall by following the aroma of the dessert with her eyes closed.

It was nearly six o'clock in the castle, and it was already dark. Thousands of candles floating in the air illuminated the entire hall. Winged ribbons were flying in the air, sprinkling some glitter-like sparkling light dots above people’s heads whenever they flew past them.

The four long tables placed in the main hall were sumptuously set as always, the golden plates and silver goblets on them reflecting the colorful light.

The classic scene Dark saw when his previous life memory woke up for the first time in this world flooded into his mind.

"It's already the second semester in the blink of an eye!" Dark walked to the long table representing Noble House.

Recalling the panic he had when he first entered the academy, the expression on his face became much calmer this time.

In the past months, his growth was tremendous.

Looking back on the past, it was a level he didn't even dare to imagine himself.

Sure enough.

If people do not push themselves, they will never know where their limits are.

...

After the teachers and students of the whole academy entered the hall one after another, the atmosphere in the hall reached its climax, and the lively atmosphere dispelled the cold of winter. The meal on the first day of the new year made the students gradually forget the dissatisfaction that the academy was about to start.

"Welcome back to Saint Marian Academy!"

The bell rang quietly at six o'clock.

The velvety soft and silky pitch-black curtain slowly opened, and the most beautiful and noble lady of the Saint Marian Academy, Principal Cynthia Saint Arte, took the stage again.

The nine magical spirits around Principal Arte transformed into flowers and fireworks, rendering the stage dreamy and beautiful.

This is definitely the real Principal Arte!

After Dark carefully counted the nine magical spirits, he could finally confirm that the person on the stage was the real Principal Arte

Principal Arte appears to have returned just before the opening ceremony.

But what about Pandora-senpai?

Can she make it back in time?

Dark subconsciously craned his neck to look in the direction of the fourth year of Magister House, but he didn't see the familiar figure. "It looks like senpai won’t be able to come back in time. I wonder where she went?"

"Who?" Dianna asked suddenly.

Dark shook his head, "Who do you think the new History of Magic Professor will be?"

Dianna pouted for a while, then whispered, "I guess it must be a Sage!"

Rose interjected, "Maybe a hero?"

Dark said helplessly, "You want to split Claire in two, right?"

Just when Dianna was about to argue, she heard Principal Arte's words, so she poked Dark in the waist and said, "Dark, she’s talking about you!"

Dark: "Mhm?"

...

On the stage, according to the regular process of the opening ceremony, Principal Arte praised the students who performed well in the last semester and rewarded them accordingly.

When it came to first-year students, Dark Demon was naturally one of them.

Principal Arte's tone was undoubtedly pleasant when she mentioned Dark: "Mr. Demon's outstanding performance was undoubtedly the biggest surprise among the freshmen. If it weren’t for the fact that there was no prefect in the first year, he would definitely be the best candidate. Whether it’s the Crimson Star winner's identity, or his performance, which was not inferior to the heroes, in the Moon Goddess' incident, it made him well-deserved to be rated as the best student in the first year. Let's see what the professors say about him first."

"First, it is Professor Silver’s evaluation, Oh, it is just excellent. Yes, it is just one word excellent. Professor Silver gave Mr. Demon the best possible evaluation in one word!"

"Then let’s have a look at Professor Cazer’s evaluation. Let me see. Dark Demon is the most talented student I've ever seen. He is a natural magic card maker! Wow, Professor Cazer actually gave such a high evaluation. It seems that their relationship is very good."

"And then there's Professor Lily… He will win the Merlin Prize in arithmetic in the future!!!"

"Even Professor Lily's assessment is also the same. Let's move on to see what other professors say about Dark.”

"Professor Thompson says that Dark has a calmer heart than anyone else."

"Professor Jones is looking forward to him being a duel champion before he graduates."

"Professor Claire… mhm, very cute."

"Yes, our Mr. Demon is very cute!"

There was a burst of kind laughter from below the stage.

Dark could clearly feel that both boys and girls were looking at him.

Even though his face was as thick as a city wall, he still couldn’t help blushing.

Principal Arte paused for a moment, then continued: "The unanimous evaluations of the professors have said it all. But here, I have one more thing to announce. Just a few days ago on vacation, Mr. Demon relied on his wisdom and courage, and saved the lives of four students in an accident! Even though this is actually a confidential matter, I can't help but want to share it. For this, and including the Moon Goddess' incident, I will reward him with 10,000 credits, and a chance to use the Holy Grail to make a wish!"

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