Otaku Translation: The villain only wants to live a Buddhist life Chapter 383

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At that moment, Dark thought that [Shadow Ghost] hadn't died.

But the increase in points refuted this conjecture.

"He has two [Shadow Ghost]s?"

As soon as this thought came up, 's shadow was already spreading around.

It had completely lost its shape and turned into a pool of pitch-black shadow.

When Leomon suddenly felt the ground beneath its feet turn soft, its soles had already sunk into the shadow swamp.

Contorted arms emerged from the shadow and firmly grasped its ankles, preventing it from moving.

As its eyes glinted, Leomon unsheathed its sword without a hint of hesitation and then stabbed it towards the ground.

But before the tip of the sword could touch the ground, the gloomy-looking third year blurted out two words, "Shadow Kill!"

The same as other [Shadow Ghost], this one also possessed three ultimates: one was the fixed ultimate [Shadow Stealth], the other was the [Death Coil(死亡缠绕)] it had just used, and the last one was the identical [Shadow Kill]!

The shadow swamp beneath Leomon's feet suddenly churned like boiling hot water, black bubbles popping out one after another.

When the bubbles burst, countless blades formed out of shadows soared up, pausing in mid-air for a split second before densely surrounding Leomon from all sides!

"Leomon! Swords dance!"

Almost at the same time, Dark's shout hereby came forth.

"Rawr!"

Leomon abruptly let out a mighty roar, a trace of imperceptible bloodlust spreading in the depth of its eyes.

Then it grasped the sword with both hands, slightly bent one knee, once again raised the sword that was stabbing towards the ground, and then ferociously thrust it down.

In that instant, unceasing air currents emerged from its surroundings, wrapping around it while spinning faster and faster!

Right at this moment, countless shadow blades shot towards it.

The effect of [] formed a storm that protected its whole body, impressively blowing away a large number of shadow blades in a flash.

Only a few shadow blades managed to break into the circle of the storm, but they were all quickly weakened by the continuous airflow, merely leaving paper-thin cuts on Leomon's skin.

Feeling the slight tingling pain on its body, Leomon promptly injected its magic energy.

Thereupon, [] once again burst out with a sacred snow-white light.

Boom!

The entire shadow swamp of [Death Coil] was quickly dispersed by the halo of light that bloomed out from the tip of the sword.

Leomon's shadow instantly returned to normal, while the second [Shadow Ghost] scurried out amidst its miserable screech.

As the shadow swamp disappeared, Leomon's feet were subsequently squeezed out to the ground.

With swift and fierce movements, it chased after the [Shadow Ghost] like a heavy tank. Using the [Lion Sword] style, it held [Honedge] in a reverse grip like a dagger, rapidly sprinting.

By the time [Shadow Ghost] tremblingly rematerialized, Leomon's burly figure had already appeared in front of it.

Immediately afterwards, it did a backhand slash!

And another slash!

Two consecutive [Fury Cutter]!

With the buff from [Swords Dance], the second slash directly pierced through empty air—because [Shadow Ghost] had been instantly killed by the first slash!

……

[Point +1]

……

The two consecutive points added made Dark's ranking a little more stable.

With only the last two to three minutes left in the preliminary battle royale, the remaining contestants who were still persisting were all considerably strong. It was no longer an easy task to kill their magical spirits.

Thus, Dark was deeply grateful for the two [Shadow Ghost]s that came directly to his door.

But as he gained the second additional point, Dark finally noticed that the score of the second-ranked third-year Noble House student, , was reduced by yet another point.

The changes that occurred perfectly simultaneously made Dark immediately realize that the gloomy-looking senior was none other than Stuart Fawn!

"So, who is he?"

Stuart Fawn was the son of a meritorious baron who possessed no fiefdom. Due to outstanding military exploits, his father was awarded with meritorious achievement and the title of baron, but the title wasn't hereditary.

Therefore, if Stuart Fawn wanted to become a noble, he would need to work for it on his own.

Under normal circumstances, there were only two ways to become a noble—buy, or sell.

Buy it with resources, or sell yourself.

In fact, as a third-year student with excellent academic performance, Stuart Fawn would undoubtedly become an official magister with superior status upon graduation. Whether or not he became a noble wouldn't be a necessary criterion for him to climb the social ladder.

But his family had lost the ability to work due to the war, and his unemployed father hoped that he could become a noble.

And thus, after enrolling in , he tried every possible means and joined the —which had extremely high requirements for its members' family backgrounds—by relying on his grades.

Nevertheless, the consequence of using all means to squeeze into a circle out of one's own league was to be marginalized.

In the Aristocratic History Research Society, he belonged to the lowest rung.

In order to change this situation, after securing his own qualification, Stuart Fawn took action against !

From a logical point of view, his action was by no means inexplicable.

After all, Leomon had been "running rampant" for a long time.

As a competitor in the same arena, there was nothing wrong with teaching the "arrogant" junior a lesson.

The problem was that his gaze was just too sharp.

It was understandable for him to target the magical spirit, but what was up with the way he looked at the contestant?

However, Stuart Fawn didn’t do it on purpose either.

As a student who had always been striving to climb to the upper class, Stuart Fawn genuinely attached great importance to social stratum.

He actually couldn't really accept a first year mingling into the circle of third years.

Yes, he was “classist” in this regard.

As the saying went, the more one lacked something, the more they put it on a pedestal.

From the bottom of his heart, Stuart didn't want Dark Demon to qualify past this preliminary round.

But he wasn't a fool either.

After the two [Shadow Ghost]s met with failure one after another, he finally restrained his urge to continue fighting.

It was awfully injudicious to provoke the son of a Duke.

In fact, winning or losing was part of the game. One's origin didn't matter on the duel field.

It was a pity that there were always people who, afraid of being found out, paid special attention to these external matters.

……

However, Dark completely had no idea of who he was, and nor did he have any interest in his situation.

If he hadn't glared at Dark, Dark wouldn't even have taken notice of him.

Instead, it was his glare that left an impression on Dark.

……

The competition proceeded as normal.

's commentary was gradually ramping up.

When Leomon fought against the two [Shadow Ghost]s just now, he spoke with great fervor and ardent enthusiasm, delivering excellent commentary.

This made him feel that he had found his form and would definitely be able to perform better in the upcoming main round.

More than a minute later, when he turned his attention back to Dark, he "excitedly" said:

"There's less than a minute left before the end of the preliminary battle royale. Let's take a look at the current rankings."

"The first place is still the indomitable , the second place is… Tom Nixon!"

"At the last moment, contestant Nixon, a third year from , actually came from behind and surpassed Stuart Fawn. Whereas Stuart Fawn seems to have been greatly impacted by the defeat of the two [Shadow Ghost]s. Meanwhile, contestant Dark Demon who killed those two Shadow Ghosts..."

"As the only first-year student who might qualify past this preliminary round, contestant Dark Demon has actually climbed up by one more rank, placing seventh!"

"It seems that his qualification is already a given."

"I really didn't expect that in this preliminary battle royale where even third-year students are participating, there would actually be a first-year student who could break through the competition. Dark Demon truly lives up to his title as the student representative of the first year of Noble House and the awardee of the Crimson Star!"

"Let's take a look at the other contestants."

"In fourth place is… Mike Irving!"

"Mike Irving, a third year student from Noble House, has successfully occupied the fourth place with his sure and steady style."

"Next in fifth place is Paul Dulles(保罗·杜勒斯) from Knight House! [(荣耀骑士)] Paul Dulles—contestant Dulles, who successfully passed the knight assessment last year and became a Knight of Glory, forged ahead to the top five!"

"In sixth place is… Elvis Kevin, a second year student!"

"Although many of the heavyweights among the third years didn't participate in this Easter Duel Festival, contestant Kevin's ability to stand out among the third-year contestants has already proven his strength. As expected of the top student of the second year, a future star worth expecting."

"Finally, in eighth place… third year Knight House student Harris… no, it's Mary Bond of Noble House!"

"Contestant Mary Bond from the second year of Noble House has outscored contestant Harris Backer(巴克尔) by one point. In the final thirty-second countdown, let’s see if contestant Harris Backer can successfully turn the tide and regain the right to qualify."

"Oh no! Contestant Harris Backer's [] was actually blasted away by contestant Mary Bond's []."

"No more suspense—in eighth place, from the second year of Noble House, is Mary Bond!"

"In a surprising outcome, there are actually two contestants from the second year who managed to qualify. Let us give a warm applause to all the qualifying contestants!"

Clap clap clap clap 👏👏👏👏!

……

The preliminary battle royale finally came to an end amidst the thundering applause.

Dark steadily qualified in seventh place.

Following suit would be the preliminary battle royale for the fourth-to-sixth year students.

Be it for the students or the audience, this would be an even more astounding visual feast.

After all, although the battle royale between the first-to-third year students was exciting, it was still rather restrained.

But for the battle royale between the fourth-to-sixth years, they wouldn't be able to restrain much no matter how hard they might try.

The appearance of each magical spirit of the third tier would send the audience boiling over with excitement.

Moreover, a lot of people came due to [Heavenly White Dragon] who was displayed on the promotional poster.

For avid fans, as long as they could get a glimpse of [Heavenly White Dragon] in person, it would already be worth the admission price.

Of course, they had no idea that the master of [Heavenly White Dragon] wasn't participating in this preliminary battle royale.

……

quietly sat in the last row of the ring belt, just less than ten meters away from Valkyrie in the first row of the auditorium.

In her arms, not only was she holding the chubby , she was also holding the familiar spirit that had developed intelligence—[].

Young Winged Dragon, who was no less plump than the chinchilla grass, would reach out its short hand whenever it had the time to poke the chinchilla grass on the cheek, making it keep letting out a "mimi" sound.

Dark Demon's victory was within her expectation, but the unexpected part was that it came "too easily".

To successfully rank among the top eight using only two main forces was an astonishing feat.

"The key probably lies in that sword..."

"When did he craft such a strong equipment card?"

"Seems like if I continue to slack off, he might even catch up to me."

Pandora separated the two little critters who were about to fight and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above her head, feeling delighted.

In this school year, she always felt that her luck was extremely good.

It seemed that since meeting Dark, many things were slowly changing.

Especially the period after Christmas—it was the luckiest time of her life.

It changed her destiny and made her feel full of hope for the future.

……

In the City of Freedom.

was mindlessly stuffing snacks into her mouth, but her eyes never strayed from the figure who was about to leave the stage, Dark—no, his magical spirit, Leomon.

As a comrade of Valkyrie, "Sun Warrior" had naturally worked together with the Brave One Bright Gawd.

She had even come into contact with plenty of "the Brave One candidates".

People who possessed "the qualification of the Brave One" would always give off a very different feeling.

According to the explanation of the holy church, in order to protect mankind, the "Saint" once split Himself into three.

After the three fetuses He differentiated into grew to become adults, one of them became the unparalleled Brave One, the other became the omniscient Sage, and the last one became the incomparably noble Emperor.

And all "the Brave Ones" thenceforth were descendants of the original "Brave One". They were the legitimate "sons of God".

Therefore, the holy church would recruit for the Brave One in every generation and provide support to those who possessed "the qualification of the Brave One".

With the passage of time, the bloodline of "the Brave One" gradually dispersed and even became dormant.

In theory, there should be more and more people with "the qualification of the Brave One", but because there was an extra "awakening" stage in the middle, it gave the impression that the concrete number was getting smaller, thereby constantly kept within a certain range.

"Since ancient times, the Brave One always appears at the time when mankind needs him!"—a saying along this line had always been circulating among the people.

But in fact, the real situation was that whenever a large number of people awakened "the qualification of the Brave One", it was precisely the sign of impending calamity.

Corresponding to the enormous number of the human race, there were many people with "the qualification of the Brave One", but those who awakened their bloodline and became "the Brave One candidates" were few, and only one of them could become the true "Brave One"!

"That lion-type magical spirit possesses the qualification of the Brave One," Lady Montierfalli finally muttered.

She ultimately accepted her own judgment. "Lionman, falling under the demi-human-type, is in a broad sense also part of the human race. It’s not strange for a potential Brave One to appear among them. As a matter of fact, my husband was also a demi-human-type who possessed the qualification of the Brave One.”

Seemingly only just now finding out about this matter, Aurora looked up and asked in surprise, "Father was a Brave One candidate?"

Lady Montierfalli faintly showed a rare peaceful smile: "That's not the case, he didn't accept the initiation of the holy church. But he was able to use the holy sword."

Aurora blinked, and then shyly asked, "Then, do I also have the possibility of becoming the Brave One?"

Lady Montierfalli couldn't help laughing, "With how you are, it'll be impossible in your whole life. In fact, most of the Brave One's bloodline is already very thin. Only after gaining the recognition of countless holy swords can one borrow their help to make up for the inadequate bloodline and become the true Brave One. The child of Bright Gawd is in Saint Marian Academy—he should have the purest bloodline, as well as the best chance of becoming the Brave One."

Aurora pondered for a moment before hesitantly saying, "So, the process of becoming the Brave One is actually just a process of collecting holy swords?"

Lady Montierfalli didn’t refute her. "It's not wrong to put it that way."

Aurora: "How dull is that..."

Lady Montierfalli solemnly stressed, "It’s significant."

She then turned to look at Headmistress Arte and asked, "Arte, what do you think?"

Arte was leisurely savoring her cake. She stuck out her tongue to lick off the white smudge at the corner of her mouth and said, "Dark Demon is very courageous, and also very kind."

Lady Montierfalli: "I'm asking you about what you think of that magical spirit."

Arte then replied, “Like master, like magical spirit.”

"Damn it!"

Lady Montierfalli instantly frowned.

If her daughter hadn't been by her side, she would have pounced on her at this moment.

But in the end, she sighed and didn't ask any more questions.

Arte never gave a direct response on this kind of matter. This most likely stemmed from her duties as a "Headmistress".

In principle, Saint Marian Academy wasn't supposed to be involved in worldly disputes.

But in the struggle between demons and humans, it clearly showed its bias.

It was unknown just what kind of price Arte herself, as the “Headmistress”, had paid for this.

People were always extolling the heroes who were thrust into the spotlight, but they didn't know that in places where the light didn't reach, there were more heroes who were contributing in silence.

……

Saint Marian's open-air dueling hall.

When the countdown of the preliminary battle royale ended, Dark finally let out a faint smile and recalled the tired Leomon into its magic card.

Then he waved his hand, and [Honedge] came to his side.

He hung [Honedge] on his waist, took a couple of steps, chuckled, and recalled it into its magic card as well.

In the end, the final plan of summoning [Ditto] was not implemented.

He had already successfully qualified.

As soon as the competition ended, Dianna hopped and skipped towards him with brisk steps.

Originally, she was quite disappointed, but there were people around her who had a "negative score" while she had a "positive score".

When putting these into comparison, how could she not be happy?

Thus, happy people were always good at finding happiness.

"Dark, you were really awesome."

Dianna raised her head and looked at the handsome profile of the blond boy, her fingers itching.

But as soon as she touched his cuff, she shrank back as if electrocuted.

Dark chuckled, "What's your score?"

Dianna promptly replied, "Ten points, double digits, you see!"

Yes, not only was it a positive score, it was also in the double digits!

Dark tapped her on the forehead and said with a smile, "Not bad. Let's go and find Rose. I want to watch the upcoming senior group battle royale from the audience."

Dianna nodded: "Mhm."

Thereupon, the two of them walked towards the passage for contestants, then

turned to the side path and entered the ring belt.

Meanwhile, the intimate behavior of the two walking together fell under the gaze of those with interest.

……

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