Devimon watched helplessly as the little red flowers it had worked so hard to accumulate were deducted to zero. It felt a piercing pain in its heart; its entire being seemed frozen, devoid of any other thoughts.
"It seems [Pride] and sorrow do not conflict."
Dark recorded Devimon's reaction, his understanding of [Pride III] gradually increasing.
"Then next, the experiment on [Teleportation]."
Dark used his magic power to rotate his pen. After a moment of thought, he said to Devimon, "Perform for me."
Devimon snapped out of its sorrow. With a shift in thought, it suddenly vanished.
Dark turned around abruptly—Devimon had already appeared silently behind him!
"Too strong!"
No warning, no trace.
Just this single experiment demonstrated a great deal.
Dark asked, "How long before you can teleport a second time?"
Devimon closed its eyes and pondered carefully.
It wasn't until fifteen seconds later that it vanished again, appearing on top of the cat tree.
It sat at the pinnacle of the cat tree, overlooking the entire bedroom, and suddenly somewhat understood why Gatomon was so obsessed with this spot!
"Meow!"
A cat's cry suddenly came from below.
Gatomon looked up slightly at Devimon, who was occupying its territory. Although it didn't show excessive anger, a fire was faintly burning in its eyes.
At this moment, with the Master watching, it wasn't convenient to act.
The fact that Devimon's attack on Sylveon was stopped earlier clearly showed the Master's stance and inclination.
No rush.
Wait until Devimon degenerates back into DemiDevimon, then settle the score!
Gatomon was clear-headed; it knew Devimon's evolution certainly couldn't last long.
And [Pride] would rush to a person's head, blinding them to their own reality.
The mutual repulsion of light and darkness placed Gatomon on the opposite side of Devimon from the very start.
...
Dark, who was paying special attention to the time, finally had a relatively clear understanding of the cooldown for [Teleportation].
Overall, it was shorter than he had guessed.
A [Teleportation] that could be used once every turn was far superior to most Ultimate skills that had cooldowns measured in minutes.
However, every [Teleportation] consumed a full 100 points of magic power!
Moreover, this 100 points of magic power seemed to be just a base value.
Once the distance of [Teleportation] exceeded a certain limit, the required magic power would increase sharply!
And this limit was...
"One hundred meters!"
Dark went to the balcony and looked at Devimon, who had [Teleportation]ed into the air outside, feeling quite satisfied.
Immediately after, he had Magic Beast: Ditto transform into the shape of a dummy, then had Devimon carry it while teleporting.
The transfer was successful instantly.
But the base magic power consumption went from 100 to 200, doubling.
With Devimon's high magic power of 2000 points, it could only use [Teleportation] ten times under these conditions.
If it were a single maximum-limit transfer, 2000 points of magic power could only supply one person to [Teleportation] 1050 meters, or two people to [Teleportation] 525 meters.
Used for escaping at critical moments, it was actually quite sufficient.
Of course, it could also be used for a dashing entrance.
...
Due to the massive consumption of magic power, Devimon reverted to DemiDevimon after only fourteen minutes.
DemiDevimon, having suddenly fallen from the heavens to the mortal dust, experienced an earth-shattering shift in mindset.
Even its walking became cautious, terrified that the sound of its footsteps would be too loud and attract attention.
After thinking it over several times, it suddenly had a bright idea. It took out a small bottle of Sweet Honey Gummies hidden in its small bed and respectfully presented it to Lord Sylveon, offering its sincere apologies!
DemiDevimon: Meek!
...
Seeing this scene, Dark couldn't help but slap his forehead.
It wasn't entirely beneficial for Magic Guide Spirits to have their intelligence fully unlocked.
As the Kindergarten Director of Room 201 in the Noble House Tower, he had to worry about the interpersonal relationships of the Magic Guide Spirits.
The relationships between the Magic Guide Spirits didn't seem as harmonious as he had imagined.
"Perhaps, when there is time, I should organize some small activities to improve emotional bonding?"
Dark thought seriously, but then felt a bit troubled. What kind of small activities could improve emotional bonding?
The next day, Tuesday.
First period, Dueling Class.
Professor Jones assigned an unexpected homework task after the lesson ended.
The seven people who had successfully joined the Dueling Club became the core of this project.
These seven people had to go to the Dueling Club on Friday to apply for Saturday's Rookie Tournament. The number of matches was just one.
After the match ended, the participating contestants needed to write a short paper analyzing it.
The remaining students were required to go and watch the matches, select one or more contestants, and write a duel analysis paper centered on them.
This was indeed beneficial for learning dueling knowledge, and it was quite interesting.
The first-year students were basically very excited. Before the class even ended, they began actively discussing various things—of course, not things like how to write the short paper, but questions regarding cheering.
For example, forming a cheerleading squad, making signs or banners for encouragement, compiling some slogans...
Their interest in this aspect was obviously greater than in the homework.
However, learning through entertainment and growing through learning was also a privilege of children.
Immediately following was the second period, Arithmetic Class.
This semester's Arithmetic Class advanced directly from "simple calculations" to "relatively complex calculations," making those with originally poor grades miserable.
As the most difficult point among all subjects, Arithmetic Class continued to strongly declare its status this semester!
Especially since Professor Lily didn't understand what it meant to explain profound theories in simple language at all. For problems that students usually needed to break down into many small steps to solve, she could get the answer at a glance, so naturally, there were no intermediate steps.
Throughout the entire class, the Arithmetic classroom was like purgatory, filled with the painful wailing of students.
Little Lily flew above the podium, looking completely bewildered. Immediately, she couldn't help but direct a pleading gaze toward a certain person in the last row of the classroom.
Dark sighed deeply.
He discovered that the knowledge system of this broken place actually didn't have the unknown number "x"!
...
After the Arithmetic Class ended, Dark was called to the office by Professor Lily.
"The students in this batch are so stupid!"
Professor Lily complained as soon as she opened her mouth.
"I taught the same way before, but everyone could understand."
Dark sat down on the sofa, poured himself a cup of hangover-curing Fairy Flower Tea, and listened patiently to her grievances. However, in his heart, he was thinking: My Lady, times have changed!
Peace leads to decay.
In a sense, there is indeed truth to that.
Without pressure, children naturally wouldn't study bitterly on their own.
And the last time Professor Lily led a first-year class was six years ago.
At that time, the citizens of the kingdom still possessed a sense of crisis. The family environment affected the psychology of the children, making them much more hardworking than this batch.
Dark finished drinking a cup of tea before saying, "Then let's talk about what an equation is, and what an unknown number is?"
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