This couldn't be helped.
After all, human memory is just like that.
You think you've remembered it, but when you look back, there are always one or two words you just can't recall no matter what.
Medea watched the students making a ruckus and couldn't help but reveal a trace of a mischievous smile.
Then, she raised her wand and tapped it lightly. A pumpkin carriage appeared on the podium from nothing, growing from small to large.
She stepped onto the carriage, waved to the students, and said, "See you next week."
Immediately after, the two shadowy beasts pulling the carriage ran forward a few steps before suddenly soaring into the air. They sped out from the ceiling, quickly disappearing into the pitch-black night sky.
Ding-ling-ling.
The sound of the dismissal bell made the students realize that everything was over.
Professor Medea had not left them a written record of their "prophecies."
"It's over!"
The students who didn't remember their "prophecies" very clearly couldn't help but wail.
Those who remembered clearly couldn't resist curling the corners of their mouths upwards.
Seeing Diana with a silly grin on her face, Rose whispered, "Nana, you didn't forget, did you?"
Diana said with a slightly smug look, "Of course not. My name will be carved on the Monument of Heroes! Right?"
"It's the Monument of Heroic Spirits."
Dark, sitting in the back row, added a correction with a helpless look, then packed up his paper and pen and stood up.
"Time to go."
Looking down from the top floor of the Spiral Clock Tower, the entire massive castle stood silently in the darkness.
Whether happy or sad, the students slowly descended the spiral stairs from the twelfth floor, their figures gradually becoming smaller.
Professor Medea's pumpkin carriage had completely merged into the curtain of night. She poked her head out of the carriage window, opened her eyes to observe the students who looked like black dots on the spiral staircase, and suddenly asked into the empty air, "Did you see it?"
"I saw it." A voice came from the void, carrying a trace of unconcealable joy.
By this time, the night was already deep.
With the Spiral Clock Tower as the center, the students divided into four thin streams of people, dispersing in four directions.
Dark parted ways with Diana and Rose at the stairwell and returned to his dormitory.
After entering the door, he immediately summoned Little Eevee, then loosened his collar and exhaled a breath.
"Do not hesitate, do not doubt. To embrace the stars is to embrace all."
"How should this sentence be interpreted?"
He didn't know that Professor Medea had mistaken him for a "Child of the Stars," so he could only try to understand it following his own line of thought.
Based on his research so far, he was already very convinced that the Deadly Sins had a connection with the stars.
If embracing the stars meant embracing the Deadly Sins...
Did it mean that after researching the Deadly Sins thoroughly, he could live his ideal life?
Or was it something else?
Emmm...
Actually, it didn't really matter.
Dark smiled helplessly.
Professor Medea was known as the "Guide of Fate," the "Diviner of the Starry Eyes," and the "Witch of the Silver Moon."
If understood literally, she was likely a possessor of "Star Eyes," just like Eudora.
The reason she mentioned "the stars" was probably that, like Eudora, she had "seen" those star trajectories that ordinary people couldn't see.
Then he would just interpret it along her lines and write something regarding "Star Research."
He would treat it as completing the assignment.
Not long after, Dark finished writing the assignment and began to absorb today's portion of [Greed].
Today was Wednesday, the tenth day of January.
After today, this month's quota would be used up. The final stored [Greed] amounted to 3 points.
After injecting the [Greed] into the Insect Tree, Dark prepared to take a shower, practice the [Nether God Art] for half an hour, and then have a comfortable sleep.
To be alive and able to sleep until waking up naturally every day was already something one could not ask for more of.
What 'embrace the stars', 'embrace all'...
It was better to embrace the Catnip.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock on the door sounded suddenly.
Dark walked out of the bathroom with his wet blonde hair draped over his shoulders. He buttoned up his bathrobe tightly and glanced at the little demon.
DemiDevimon obediently flew to the door and turned the handle with its claws.
Click.
As the bedroom door opened, DemiDevimon saw Rose's slightly helpless face.
DemiDevimon was just about to announce her, but suddenly remembered its external setting of "cannot speak," so it hurriedly shut its mouth.
Rose whispered, "Is Dark in?"
"I'm here."
Dark walked over while drying his hair with a thick towel.
Seeing his fair skin, fresh from the hot water, Rose's cheeks couldn't help but flush.
She stepped aside slightly, revealing half of another person's figure, and said, "Anita wanted me to ask if you happened to record her prophecy."
Dark glanced at the classmate named "Anita" and understood the gist of it.
Presumably, this female classmate really couldn't remember her prophecy, so she tried asking Rose, who sat behind her.
Rose was kind-hearted, and knowing that Dark took notes, she helped by coming to ask.
"If it's prophecies, I did record them. Wait a moment."
Dark nodded, turned back to his desk, transcribed "Anita's" prophecy onto a piece of paper, and brought it to the door.
If Rose had come alone, he probably would have invited her in for a drink.
But since there was someone else, he'd let it pass.
"Classmate?"
"Ah!"
Anita's whole body jolted. She hurriedly took the note and said with delight, "Thank you very much!"
She had just accidentally stared in a daze.
Turns out Classmate Dark's skin is so good!
Slurp~
Beside her, Rose said helplessly, "Sorry for coming over so late and troubling you."
Dark smiled. "It's a small matter. Goodnight then."
Rose raised her hand, revealing a sweet smile. "Goodnight."
Then she left with Anita.
Dark shook his head and locked the door again.
Afterward, he dried his hair, sat at his desk, and extracted the "prophecies" of the Noble House students, transcribing a copy.
Among them, he separated out the "prophecies" concerning himself, Diana, and Rose.
During the transcription process, he suddenly noticed that these prophecies were not aimless arrows.
At first glance, they all seemed quite plausible.
"Do true prophets hold profound mysteries even in their casual remarks?"
In the end, he noticed Robert's prophecy again.
Because that "prophecy" was an omen of great misfortune!
"Thy fate is the fate of a chess piece; when the piece shatters, the person perishes."
Among all these prophecies, only this one pointed directly to death.
Previously, he thought this sentence was nonsense symbolizing life.
But looking at it now, the more he looked, the more wrong it seemed.
He couldn't help but keep a mental note of it.
Knock, knock, knock.
The knock on the door sounded again.
Dark picked up the Noble House "prophecy" list and opened the door personally.
Sure enough, he saw Anita leading two other classmates to his door.
So he pointed to the list, stuck it onto the door, and smiled. "They are all here. Those who need it can look for themselves."
The two classmates immediately rejoiced. "Thankfully we have Dark."
"Then I'm going to sleep first." Dark locked the door again and seized the time to start practicing the [Nether God Art].
During the half-hour of practice, people passed by outside from time to time, but no one disturbed him.
This night passed quietly like this.
The next day.
Thursday.
The first class in the morning was Arithmetic Class.
Dark could roughly guess that Professor Lily would likely teach content related to "equations" in this class.
Basic equations themselves were not difficult and were very useful for simplifying some calculations.
But for beginners, any new knowledge was not that easy to master. He hoped Professor Lily could teach it in a simple and easy-to-understand way.
However, he completely hadn't expected that he still underestimated Professor Lily's lower limit!
Ding-ling-ling!
The little fairy, flapping her dragonfly wings, entered the classroom stepping on the bell's ring.
The first-year students immediately lifted their heads like lambs waiting to be fed, looking at this Arithmetic professor (presumably) with eyes eager to absorb new knowledge.
"Today we are going to learn a new subject."
Professor Lily waved her magic pen with a smug smile.
Just as the students entered a state of combat readiness because of this, she suddenly pointed a finger at Dark.
"Next, let us invite our substitute professor—Dark Demon, to come to the stage and explain!"
Clap clap clap clap!
Although the students felt it was very sudden, it wasn't the first time Dark had substituted, so most of them followed the atmosphere and applauded.
But while applauding, almost everyone couldn't help but look at the golden-haired youth sitting upright in the corner of the back row.
What reason would cause a professor, who hadn't asked for leave, to shamelessly ask a student to substitute?
Was it the decay of morality or the distortion of human nature?
What is wrong with this world?
Dark bore the gazes concentrating on him, his expression stiffening slightly.
He had no choice but to put down the "Complete Explanation of Field Card Elements" in his hand.
Originally, he had planned to use this class time to study knowledge related to the [Zoo], but now it seemed that was too idealistic.
"Professor Lily."
Dark stood up with a frown.
This time, however, he did not follow Professor Lily's wishes again.
Instead, he spoke directly: "I think slacking off is not good."
Professor Lily instantly covered her mouth, her cute eyes widening, and exclaimed in shock, "What do you mean by slacking off? I am the most diligent little fairy in St. Marian!"
—After all, in the current St. Marian, she is the only little fairy left!
Dark understood instantly, and three invisible black lines hung down from the corner of his eye.
Immediately after, he thought of that night he spent with Professor Lily and couldn't help but soften his heart slightly.
But Professor Lily asking someone to substitute directly in front of the students without any urgent matter was truly a bit excessive.
Moreover, she hadn't notified him in advance at all, nor did she leave him any time to prepare for the lesson.
The events of today become the fruits of tomorrow.
If he let her continue to take a yard after being given an inch, what would happen next?
By then, this Arithmetic class might as well be renamed "Dark Demon's Arithmetic Lecture."
Therefore, this kind of behavior absolutely could not be tolerated.
Dark said on the spot, "Professor, I am just a student. Helping out occasionally is one thing..."
Professor Lily, however, immediately interrupted, "I am very convinced that your talent in the field of Arithmetic is sufficient to hold the position of a professor. Perhaps I should submit a recommendation letter to Cynthia, making you a formal teaching assistant... Eh, how did I come up with such a great idea?"
Dark: "Professor Lily!"
Professor Lily: "Here!"
Dark: "Please work a little harder!"
Professor Lily: "Oh... but people can't do it!"
Dark: "Please work a little harder!"
Professor Lily: "...Fine."
Professor Lily seemed to finally understand Dark's well-intentioned efforts. She stopped talking back, simply drooped her wings, and turned to fly toward the podium.
Dark nodded in satisfaction and sat back down.
However, he didn't notice that the students in the entire classroom, after witnessing the entire exchange between him and Professor Lily, were dumbstruck.
"Who exactly is the professor, and who is the student?"
Clearly, Professor Lily was the older one, but why did Dark Demon look more like the educator?
"No, wait."
Emma in the first row suddenly discovered a blind spot!
"Did the Professor just say that Dark Demon's talent in the field of Arithmetic is sufficient to hold the position of a professor?"
Susan and Lucy, sitting on either side of her, nodded like chickens pecking at rice; they had heard it too.
Arithmetic class was clearly so difficult; they struggled even to master the content in class.
Yet among their classmates, someone had received such a high evaluation.
This sense of disparity really left a bad taste in one's mouth.
Virt couldn't help but ask Robert, "Is the gap really that big?"
Robert opened his mouth, and after a long while, said, "Let's first see what Professor Lily is going to teach in this class. Perhaps it isn't that difficult?"
Virt swallowed a mouthful of saliva and subconsciously twirled his pen. "Let's see first."
Amidst the students' whispers, Professor Lily drew a big "x" on the blackboard!
"What we are going to teach today is the application of the unknown number x..."
As she spoke faster and faster, the classroom became dead silent.
What is an "unknown number"?
What is an "equation"?
Professor Lily gave complete definitions for these two concepts in her own words.
In her view, both of these concepts were very simple.
As long as you understood the definition, you could apply it directly.
But in order to let the students understand better, she still imitated Dark's explanation style and cited a "Chicken and Rabbit in the Same Cage" word problem.
Which meant she leaped directly from a linear equation with one variable to a system of linear equations with two variables.
(?﹃?)
Intelligent as Emma was, she naturally wouldn't be stumped by a problem of this level.
But for a dummy like Diana, it was like listening to a book from heaven; only a buzzing sound remained in her head.
She blinked, staring at the blackboard, and mechanically copied down notes.
And Rose beside her wasn't faring much better.
When people come into contact with brand-new knowledge, they always need a transition period. Cramming education like this would only have a negative effect.
Although Rose felt her skull aching, she was just like Diana, seriously taking notes.
In short, copy it down first!
This was the study secret Dark had taught them.
Clatter, clatter.
The sound of pens dropping onto desks after failed spinning attempts rang out occasionally in the classroom.
Professor Lily's voice was like a lullaby, hypnotizing the nerves of the little magisters.
Until she wrote a new word problem on the blackboard and prepared to call on someone to answer it, that lullaby suddenly turned into a symphony of terror, and everyone jerked awake!
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