The Villain Young Master Just Wants to Live a Buddhist Life

So he calmed his mind, preparing to search slowly from the bottom up.

Since DemiDevimon belonged to the demon species, he only needed to look for books related to demon species.

However, he soon discovered that the books on this shelf were all titles like Special Magitech Spirits: Familiars, The Untold Stories of Familiars and Spirits, Beginner's Guide to Familiar Creation, and 101 Key Points for Creating Familiars!

"Could it be that I'm looking in the wrong place?"

Dark realized that his line of thinking had likely fallen into a trap.

Information about DemiDevimon shouldn't be found in the "Familiar" section; he should go directly to the Magitech Card or Magitech Spirit sections!

And it would be best to find a Spirit Compendium with an extensive index!

Having figured this out, Dark was decisive and immediately opened his house card to locate the Magitech Spirit section!

As it turned out, there were dozens of rows of bookshelves labeled "Magitech Spirit"!

"Alright, this time not only can I not see the top, but I can't see the end of the rows either..."

Dark sighed and began his long journey of searching.

After spending a full half-hour, Dark discovered a copy of Into the Abyss tucked away in a corner among thousands of books!

His nearly desperate heart suddenly stirred, and he hurriedly pulled out the two-finger-thick book, flipping through it quickly.

There was an index!

Dark didn't take the book to the reading room, instead standing directly in front of the bookshelf to browse.

Flipping back to the first page, a short line of text caught his eye.

[Walk into the abyss, gaze into the abyss.]

Dark intended to skip over it, but his vision suddenly blurred, and the text began to tremble. Then, it transformed into another script he had never seen before, yet could somehow understand.

"This method... is this Secret Ancient Script?"

Secret Ancient Script was a self-encrypting magical script used by ancient demons to pass down knowledge.

This script was very unique, with encryption levels ranging from 1 to 12, requiring a corresponding demon bloodline sequence to decipher.

In this world, it was a one-of-a-kind encryption method!

Dark didn't know which sequence his current bloodline ranked in, nor did he have any idea about the encryption level of this script.

But that didn't stop him from being able to read the line.

[Part the mist, reveal the truth, the full moon shall guide you.]

Dark blinked, then let out a scoff and flipped directly to the index page.

Then, he searched alphabetically and found the demon species entry for "DemiDevimon."

After all, since it was just an assignment for the first class of the first year, Dark suspected that Professor Sylph just wanted them to learn how to look up information in the library.

Because this compendium clearly contained detailed information about DemiDevimon, and he could complete the assignment just by copying it.

He took out paper and pen and quickly transcribed the notes.

DemiDevimon belongs to the demon species, dark attribute, and is ranked as the "Twelfth Sequence: Familiar" among the demon hierarchy, making it the lowest-ranked inferior demon.

The compendium described it as trash among demons, a malicious imp that possesses no power but loves schemes and tricks, excels at flattering superior demons, and survives in the Demon Realm by groveling.

No higher evolution!

At least, if it were a Magitech Spirit.

The level of a DemiDevimon is one star, its magic power is 100, both attack and defense stats are 100, and its finishing move is Petit Dart, which projects a giant syringe to drain the opponent's blood, consuming 50 magic power.

As a familiar, the DemiDevimon's attack and defense stats are fixed at 100, magic power at 100, and it has no finishing move. However, it has a bonus to flight speed and comes with the exclusive familiar skill "Tracking."

Basically, the vast majority of familiars share these stats; they are adept at sending and receiving letters and can replace owls or carrier birds.

Dark quickly finished transcribing the information and then, acting as if nothing had happened, placed Into the Abyss back on the shelf.

Afterward, he grabbed a copy of Selected Works of Magitech Spirits from nearby and walked into the reading room.

There was no homework for Magitech or Potions class, so the time from this afternoon until bedtime was free.

Freshmen liked to wander around the academy after finishing their homework, or play small games in the common room.

Some people preferred to rush their homework only after they had had their fill of fun.

Dark had no interest in wandering the castle, nor did he have any desire to socialize too much; the library was probably the most suitable place for him.

Using the tea set in the corner, he poured a cup of special black tea with a neutralized aroma, placed it on a corner table, and then opened Selected Works of Magitech Spirits, flipping through the pages with the mindset of "reading a magazine."

Dark felt deeply that this laid-back lifestyle suited him best.

In the vast Saint Marian Academy, only this tiny corner could give him a sense of peace.

It was wonderful.

His Seven Deadly Sins index not only didn't increase, but it even decreased by one point of "Wrath" and one point of "Sloth."

Chapter 11: White God Falls in Love

Just as Dark was casually absorbing knowledge.

Emma Mortis walked into the reading room with a pout.

She had arrived at the library only a step behind Dark, but she had spent much longer wandering through the bookshelves.

Emma came from a scholarly family; her father taught children how to write at the church, and her mother was a disciple of a sage.

After humanity wiped out the demon race, they entered an era of renaissance. As the Valkyries became world-renowned as representatives of women, women's voices gained unprecedented influence. Outstanding women emerged in every industry, and even their physical prowess was no match for men.

Furthermore, since being a Magician had nothing to do with gender, the existence of female Magicians further elevated the status of women.

Influenced by her parents from a young age, Emma loved books dearly and possessed a strong thirst for knowledge, inheriting her mother's independent personality.

It wasn't that she was bad at making friends; rather, ever since entering the academy, she felt the boys and girls in her grade were too childish, so she had no interest in interacting with them.

Moreover, St. Marian possessed the largest library in the kingdom—it was the heaven of her dreams!

Immersed in the excitement of seeing rare books, she couldn't help but linger among the shelves for a while.

Unlike Dark, who only took one copy of Selected Works of Magitech Spirits, Emma carried out a whole stack of books.

She wobbled as she carried the books forward, a faint blush rising on her cheeks.

The journey went smoothly.

Emma found an empty table near Dark, set down her books in a tall stack, and then began reading with great impatience.

Too engrossed in her book, she didn't notice Dark sitting just to her front left.

Two newly enrolled children, separated by only two or three meters, sat peacefully reading their books.

The library provided snacks to stave off hunger, but unlike the "scentless black tea," all snacks had to be eaten in the snack room.

Around six o'clock, Dark went to eat two syrup biscuits, not daring to touch his favorite chocolate muffins, and drank only a small cup of milk before returning to the reading room.

Selected Works of Magitech Spirits could be considered an illustrated guide. However, it introduced all sorts of interesting spirits, was quite eclectic, and the descriptions were very humorous, accompanied by colorful illustrations.

Dark gradually discovered that reading this kind of entertainment-oriented book was different from reading textbooks; as long as there was no strong sense of purpose, it wouldn't trigger "Greed."

Moreover, Selected Works of Magitech Spirits was rich in knowledge, so it couldn't be considered slacking off.

He soon realized that if they sold web novels here, he would probably suffer a miserable fate...

The desire to binge-read without waiting a moment would be viewed as "Greed."

Secretly reading mindless, formulaic novels would be "Sloth."

Reading a mindless power fantasy would likely result in double punishment!

That was just too terrifying!

Around seven o'clock.

A group of noisy, rowdy kids flooded into the library.

White God was surrounded in the center, with the freshmen from the Knight Academy excitedly bombarding the son of the hero with all sorts of questions, completely unaware of the negative impact their behavior had on the quiet library.

Robert was pushed to the periphery, like an ugly duckling abandoned by his companions at the end.

The two had summoned their familiars one after another and were preparing to look up information in the library.

But contrary to Dark's guess, White God's familiar was not a stag, and Robert's familiar was not a hound...

Pandora Dragon, the librarian, looked at this group of unruly brats and couldn't help but knit her beautiful brows.

Immediately after, White God and the others felt a breeze brush past, and everyone's voices vanished!

"Silence Card?"

White God clamped his mouth shut, then saw the girl behind the counter, her brows furrowed in anger.

The girl's skin was exceptionally fair, her long hair cascading down like a black waterfall, and beneath the corner of her eye was a heart-shaped mark that looked like a scale.

She rose slightly and leaned forward, the parts filled with maternal charm squeezed and deformed by the triangle formed by her body and the desk, her raised hips outlining a perfect curve, and the legs beneath her skirt were shockingly slender.

"Mama!"

The effect of the "Silence Card" had just worn off, and the word that White God blurted out subconsciously sounded exceptionally clear and abrupt.

Everyone turned their heads to stare at him!

White God's cheeks turned bright red instantly, and he wished he could lower his head to her chest—the senior's chest.

"Come here and register."

Pandora said expressionlessly.

These few freshmen left a very bad impression on her.

Shouldn't freshmen all be like that little blond boy from earlier—cute, naive, and shy?

The kind who couldn't help but lower his head when approached by a big sister, showing an expression like a small animal... Slurp—Pandora quickly tightened the corners of her mouth, glaring even more fiercely at the group of brats before her.

Especially the one leading them, what kind of thing is "mama"?

Do I look that much like his mother?

Could it be...

To be this lecherous at such a young age, what will become of him in the future?

Pandora had a terrible first impression of Victor!

Victor, however, was still blushing even after entering the library.

The other students had all gone their separate ways, leaving only Robert by his side once again.

Robert couldn't help but ask, "Victor, why did you call out 'mama' back there?"

Victor took a breath and fished an exquisite pendant out from his collar; it was his most precious possession.

"Click."

He opened the pendant, revealing the photograph inside.

"This is my mother. I look at it every night and imagine what she looks like."

Robert hurriedly leaned in to take a look.

For some unknown reason, the photograph only showed a silhouette.

Furthermore, it was a silhouette captured from a distance.

Although the silhouette was somewhat blurry, one could still make out the curvaceous figure of Victor's mother, as well as her signature long black hair.

It did indeed bear a striking resemblance to that senior student.

Robert thought for a moment and offered an idea, "How about I go and ask for that senior's name for you?"