Konoha: Naruto will win no matter what choice he makes! Chapter 069

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Dak (达克)

Kazel (卡泽尔)

Wit (维特)

Robert (罗伯特)

Silf (希尔芙)

Thompson (汤普森)

Kalian (卡莉安)

Elizabeth (伊丽莎)

Anna (安娜)

Angie (安琪)

Artes (阿尔忒)

The [Bliss] accumulated within this goddess statue was so vast that if it could be extracted, let alone [Bliss I] and [Bliss II], even [Bliss III] and [Bliss IV] would be highly possible!

The only problem was that it seemed to lack a certain “flavor.”

Through the connection just now, Dak had a preliminary contact with the [Bliss] contained within the goddess statue.

→He always felt like it was missing something, but he just couldn’t put his finger on it.

It might be a difference in quality, or perhaps it lacked or had too much of some decisive element.

In short, it was slightly different from Dak’s own [Bliss].

This might be why the goddess statue’s [Bliss] could be used to make hanafuda cards.

“Still not enough knowledge!”

Dak couldn’t help but sigh.

Learning wasn’t an overnight process; knowledge required time to accumulate.

He couldn’t be too hasty.

“Tomorrow, I’ll come again tomorrow night.”

After making up his mind, Dak didn’t linger in the temple. He felt he still needed to go back and borrow that thinking bottle from Professor Kazel.

…

Coming out of the secret passage was much faster than going in.

Mainly, Dak found Wit limping with his butt covered, and then followed him through a shortcut.

By the time they exited the secret passage, it was already close to midnight.

Dak quickly parted ways with Wit and rushed back to the noble academy’s tower before the curfew.

Overall, this night outing was quite smooth.

Although he lost a hanafuda card and a [Bliss I], more Bliss series were waiting for him.

So, Dak slept quite well that night.

…

In contrast.

Wit, however, slept very restlessly.

He finally made it back to the dormitory just before the knight academy’s tower locked up, his butt further tearing from the forced running, which was adding insult to injury.

But thinking of the gentleman in the black tuxedo he encountered in the secret passage, this pain was nothing.

“He doesn’t seem like someone from the cult; he should have entered for other reasons, just like me.”

“Damn it, who was he?”

“I originally wanted to catch him and interrogate him, hiss~!”

So Wit slept on his stomach all night.

…

Warm wind blew through the doorway.

As the sunlight streamed in, the catgrass, which was particularly sensitive to it, opened its eyes before Dak.

When Dak woke up, he found his face wet…

He reluctantly put the catgrass back into the small sleeping basket on the bedside table and got up to wash.

“Feeling pretty good.”

Dak looked at himself in the mirror, then summoned [Trash Slime] to apply to his face, instantly feeling refreshed.

Today’s “Sage’s Daily” brought a different kind of breeze.

Dak sat alone in the common room, reading the newspaper. The newspaper’s banner was highlighted with a color page, featuring photos of the three princesses.

The eldest princess was gentle and virtuous, and the two twin little princesses were incredibly cute.

The “Sage’s Daily” announced the three princesses’ Halloween itinerary: they would attend the St. Marian Academy’s Halloween ball as representatives of the royal family.

From a political perspective, this was a very clear gesture of goodwill.

And since Principal Artes had agreed, it also showed their stance.

On a page slightly below in the newspaper, there was also a photo of the grand prince.

The grand prince would attend the Halloween ritual at the Sacred Secret Arts Academy on Halloween Eve.

“Have these two factions already declared their positions so clearly?”

Dak frowned slightly.

He didn’t want to see either external wars or internal strife.

But humans had been such creatures since ancient times.

As long as they were alive, they would not stop fighting.

“Slurp~”

Taking a sip of black tea, Dak put down the newspaper.

He was a firm pacifist, but he wasn’t entirely against some of the hawkish decisions.

But since the Valkyrie was the leader of the pacifists, as her son, he naturally had to stand firmly behind her.

However, he was only 12 years old, and for the next six years, he would spend most of his time at St. Marian Academy; external affairs had little to do with him.

Instead of worrying about those things, it was better to think about how much of a sensation the news of the three princesses attending the Halloween ball would cause!

“Elizabeth, Anna, and Angie? I remember my relationship with them wasn’t good.”

“Hmm, perfect.”

…

Wednesday’s first class was Potion Class.

Dak arrived at the classroom early and watched Wit enter through the back door, supported by Robert.

“This kid, his butt is practically splitting open, why doesn’t he go to the infirmary? Sister Kalian would probably be happy to give his butt a painkiller shot, wouldn’t she?”

Dak turned his face away, smiling somewhat heartlessly.

Wit and Robert were both injured within a day of each other, and they walked with pained expressions.

“Hiss!”

Wit carefully sat down but still gritted his teeth in pain.

Robert said helplessly, “Bear with it. It’s your own fault for falling carelessly and not wanting to go to the infirmary. Actually, Sister Kalian is a good person (tight-lipped) and not as terrible as the rumors say.”

“No,” Wit quickly said, “I just fell. It’ll stop hurting once I get used to it.”

As soon as the class started, Professor Thompson saw him wincing during class and called him to the podium.

Wit forced himself to endure the pain and complete the task, his whole face turning green when he came down.

…

The second class was Summoning Arts.

Professor Silf brought a set of [Summoning Cards] for practice, which reacted to summoning arts and could be used for practicing sacrificial summoning.

The young mages excitedly chanted summoning spells, summoning one large light sphere after another.

Before class ended, Professor Silf informed the students that they could buy a set of [Summoning Cards] from her for 100 academic credits to practice, but less than a third of the students actually bought them.

…

Dak, of course, bought them.

His academic credits visibly increased again.

Both helping Robert and the “multiplication table” had provided him with a lot of points.

The key was that this set of summoning cards was truly useful. He found that his normal summoning art could now be shortened to under six seconds, and although he had just started sacrificial summoning, he was learning quickly.

Last night’s impromptu battle with Wit made him further realize the importance of summoning arts.

Battles between mages were a race against time; only by compressing the casting time and cooldown of summoning arts to the limit could one not fall behind in a duel.

…

After class, Dak took a deep breath and headed to Professor Kazel’s office again.

He didn’t mention what happened last night, only asked the professor to lend him a thinking bottle.

When the professor casually asked, he smiled and said that his experiment had made progress again and that the thinking bottle was convenient to use.

Professor Kazel encouraged him a few times and then continued grading assignments.

The two didn’t discuss hanafuda cards again from beginning to end.

After leaving the office, Dak first went to the cafeteria for a meal, then returned to his dormitory, took his magic brain dropper and various instruments, and headed to the secret passage.

In broad daylight!