Konoha: Naruto will win no matter what choice he makes! Chapter 118

The first day of November.

Wednesday.

Halloween.

Six in the morning.

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Lily Laplace awoke to a slight chill.

“Mmm~”

She smacked her lips, her eyes opening into a slit.

She saw a short-haired cat lying on the headboard, licking its own ears.

“Stop it.”

Realizing that this was not her own little nest, Lily tried hard to wake up.

She slowly crawled out of the quilt and exhaled slightly.

Then she saw the golden-haired boy curled up beside her.

“Hehe.”

Looking at Dark’s sleeping face, Lily couldn’t help but reach out a finger and carefully poked his cheek.

Soft, like jelly pudding.

Her finger retracted.

The extremely elastic skin returned to its original state as her fingertip pulled back.

Lily tasted it lightly and stopped.

“Go back to sleep.”

The little fairy, flapping its wings and flying, slowly returned to its own little house.

And Dark was still in a deep sleep.

He hadn’t slept so soundly in a long time.

When all the burdens were lifted, and his body and mind became comfortable, sleepiness surged,

It wasn’t until half past nine that Dark suddenly opened his eyes.

He immediately checked the [Sloth] indicator, but found that it hadn’t increased.

“Is it because I slept late enough?”

“Or is it because I really need this much sleep?”

Dark, who had come to his senses, soon noticed Professor Lily’s unannounced departure.

He didn’t pay too much attention to it, then washed up and changed clothes, applied a garbage slime to his face, and welcomed a new day.

LadyDevimon, who had emerged from the Sorting Card, still hadn’t turned back into Impmon.

Perhaps it was because she had absorbed too much power from the goddess statue, this evolution lasted an exceptionally long time.

Helplessly, Dark, after a long time, personally went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Students probably only woke up at this time, and there were an unexpected number of people in the cafeteria.

They were mostly still discussing the same topics as in the early morning.

Occasionally, Halloween gifts were also mentioned.

But they were all things like toffee, toffee apples, chocolate cookies, and so on.

Halloween was still different from Christmas; gifts weren’t taken as seriously.

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After breakfast, Dark went to the infirmary on the way.

Last night, he hadn’t found an opportunity to return Witt’s magic card to him, so he thought of coming here to find Robert and have Robert hand it over to Witt.

“Is Sister Kalian here?”

Dark carefully pushed the door open.

But he saw Sister Kalian still dozing on the table.

She was clearly exhausted, her exposed profile full of weariness.

Dark didn’t have the heart to wake her up, so he tiptoed into the infirmary and found Robert Broheim among the patients near the outside.

Robert slept very happily, as if he knew nothing.

Dark put Witt’s card in a bag and placed it on his bedside.

Then he prepared to leave the infirmary.

But as he was about to turn around, he noticed that more than half of the patients in the infirmary were on IV drips.

But unlike ordinary intravenous drips, the needle of the IV drip was inserted into the temporal lobe of the brain, and the spherical medicine bottle hanging by the bed contained glowing magic potion.

If one observed more closely, one could see that the part where the needle was inserted into the brain, just like when Old John used the Hook of Fate to extract distracting thoughts, had undergone a blurring treatment.

And the magic potions in the spherical medicine bottles were all running low.

Although he didn’t know what magic potions were in the bottles, based on common knowledge of IV drips, Dark knew that it was time to wake up Sister Kalian!

“Dark Demon?”

Sister Kalian, however, had appeared silently behind him.

Dark was slightly startled.

Sister Kalian said, “You’ve come at just the right time. Can you help me pour new magic potions into those bottles?”

Dark nodded and replied, “Of course, no problem.”

Sister Kalian rubbed her eyes and took out two test tube racks from the medicine cabinet. Each rack was filled with test tubes sealed with oak stoppers.

The test tubes contained two different liquids.

“This light yellow magic potion is Glyn Potion, which can effectively eliminate the side effects of Soul-Stealing Water, making the bond between the soul and body stable and less susceptible to mental illusions.”

“This golden yellow magic potion is Andersen Potion, which has miraculous effects in dispelling curses. It can lift most curses involving brain and mental manipulation. If taken in advance, it can also protect the brain from mental manipulation.”

“Although they look very similar, they are actually completely different magic potions. Follow me and don’t mix them up.”

A total of thirty patients needed their medication changed.

Fourteen of them needed Glyn Potion, and sixteen needed Andersen Potion.

The remaining nineteen, although also injected with Soul-Stealing Water, were not in serious condition.

They only needed two to three days of rest to fully recover.

In fact, the most troublesome were the fourteen couples whose emotions and memories had been extracted.

Glyn Potion could only stabilize their minds; more treatment would be needed to gradually restore their emotions and memories.

According to Sister Kalian, human emotions and memories have backups in the brain and are not so easily erased.

“Anyway, it’s good that they can recover.”

Dark also quietly breathed a sigh of relief after clarifying the situation.

Although he had his own considerations at the time, he indeed didn’t intervene when their emotions and memories were being extracted. If their emotions and memories couldn’t be restored, he would feel somewhat guilty.

Sister Kalian seemed to have seen through his thoughts and couldn’t help but scoff, “Dark Demon, I heard about you when I was on duty at the Holy Church. They all said you were the embodiment of a demon, the disgrace of the Duke’s family, a son of a Valkyrie who inherited no martial virtues. I thought you were quite interesting back then, but I didn’t expect you to grow into such a boring personality.”

Dark: “???”

Sister Kalian casually poured the Andersen Potion into the last spherical medicine bottle of a Sea Cult member and continued, “Saving ten people and saving a hundred people, if there are important people to you among the ten, and among the hundred there are no acquaintances but all are innocent people, which would you choose?”

Dark: “Ten people, I guess.”

Sister Kalian: “???”

Dark couldn’t help but shake his head and say, “Sister Kalian, human emotions and actions are separate. If I save ten people and cause those hundred people not to be saved, I will feel guilty, but next time I will still save these ten people. There is no conflict in this. Those hundred people did not essentially die because of me. My guilt is only because my ability is insufficient to save all one hundred and ten people at once.”

Sister Kalian was stunned for a long while, then awkwardly scratched her messy silver hair, “Alright, I was wrong. I still have some Glyn Potion and Andersen Potion left here. You can choose one as a reward.”

“Andersen Potion.”

Dark didn’t hesitate.

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