The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

At least this [Trash Slime], though called "trash", is not... mhm, it is still very trash.

Anyway, it would not be useless.

Offensive and defensive are all 0. It seems that it is not suitable for a duel, but its ultimate [Strengthened Gastric Acid] could obviously be used to deal with garbage.

Rather than "Trash Slime", Dark preferred to call it "Trash Can Slime"!

"Magic summoning!"

After using the Normal Summoning Technique to summon Trash Slime, Dark tried the enhancements of [Pride Ⅰ], [Pride Ⅱ], and [Lust Ⅰ].

Perhaps because the brain structure of Trash Slime is too simple, it could not show the symptoms of "Pride" and "Lust".

And there is no obvious increase in intelligence level.

According to the usual rules, the standard intelligence level of a magical spirit should be 2.0.

But the intelligence level of this Trash Slime seems to be between 1.0-2.0, only slightly stronger than Paramecium.

It could understand commands but respond very slowly.

It feels as if there is a latency of more than 1000.

It made Dark wonder if it is because something went wrong during the refining process.

But when Dark thought of the cat hair and nails he had thrown into the magic refining circle No. 1, he kind of understood something.

Magic technology is a new era technology developed on the shoulders of alchemy, so naturally, it inherited a certain degree of "equivalence principle."

As for the part that is not equivalent.

The magisters often jokingly call it: "Steal from the door of truth."

...

Next, Dark conducted experiments following the basic refining method of [Bird & Beast type - Grass attribute].

Unexpectedly, the experiment failed this time, and the blank magic card was directly destroyed.

Dark didn't know why. Was it because the "Bird & Beast type" did not match the cat hair of cat grass?

In short, he summoned the Trash Slime to dispose of all the remaining waste.

In any case, the harvest tonight is still very good.

Trash Slime is really convenient to dispose of trash, and he doesn't need to take out the trash anymore!

After sorting out the experimental data, Dark decided to continue the experiment tomorrow night.

Then he fell asleep with a sweet smile.

...

It was exactly ten o'clock.

In Saint Marian, the students who lacked night entertainment, especially first-year students, generally wouldn't sleep too late.

The common room was almost empty at 9:30 in the evening.

Most of them would move their entertainment activities to their dormitories instead of staying in the common room.

The common room at Knight House.

The candlestick above the crossed sword decoration was still burning with flames.

It was the unique incandescent light of the magic candle, and while it was bright enough, it also carried a touch of tenderness that didn't hurt the eyes.

In the corner of the common room.

Emma was probably the last one to return to the dormitory.

She always moved from the library to the common room at about nine o'clock.

This may be the last stubbornness of the little girl - she actually didn't want to be disconnected from social activities.

In this regard, Dark was completely different from her.

It wasn't until there was no one in the common room that Emma pouted her mouth, picked up the book, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The male dormitory was on the left side whereas the female dormitory was on the right side.

Although the corridors were interconnected, there were two stairs on each side of the first floor, so boys and girls usually walked on one side.

When Emma left, the candle on the candlestick automatically went out.

However, shortly afterward, the candlelight came on again!

Emma, who had just walked up to the second floor, suddenly noticed a ray of light flashing downstairs, and she couldn't but feel a hint of curiosity.

Who is downstairs at this time?

Her curiosity was actually very heavy.

So she went downstairs lightly and poked out her head from the top of the stairs, just in time to see White who came out of the common room!

White Gawd? Where is he going at this time?

Emma thought about following him.

But after thinking about it again, she changed her mind. After all, where White was going had nothing to do with her.

So Emma took the book and returned to the dormitory.

...

But at the opposite stairway, another person quietly sneaked downstairs.

Robert Brogheim!

After bathing, Robert lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, so he wanted to find White for another game.

Surprisingly, he happened to see White sneaking out of the dormitory.

Robert didn't know why, but he didn't make any sound.

He had actually found out more than once that White sneaked out at night.

Every time he asked, White changed the subject, not wanting to tell him.

Robert only knew that it was related to [Forbidden Love] in White's hands.

"How can there be secrets between friends?"

Unlike Emma.

Robert followed quietly.

...

The night passed quietly.

The sun dispelled the darkness.

The morning once again arrived at Saint Marian.

Dark woke up from his sleep and suddenly had an idea.

"If I put Trash Slime on my face, can it suck all the dirt from my facial pores like a layer of skincare mask?."

He tried it with his palm first and found that it was indeed useful.

Then he really put Trash Slime on his face, leaving only his nose and mouth.

Trash Slime squirmed slowly on his face, and it felt a little itchy except for the coldness.

But when he took it off five minutes later, he suddenly felt refreshed!

"Ah! This!"

Dark watched as speckled dirt was transferred from the surface of the translucent Trash Slime to a small core inside, forming a small black spot.

Then Trash Slime used the skill [Strengthened Gastric Acid] to quickly digest the black spots.

"This is wonderful!"

After washing his face again, Dark looked at his face in the mirror. He felt that his pores had become thinner and his face had become smoother.

"Why hasn't anyone discovered such a useful magical spirit? Or are other Trash Slimes different from mine?"

Thinking of going to the library at noon to check it up, Dark packed his textbooks and left the dormitory.

DemiDevimon brought breakfast, and there was even a copy of "Daily Sage" in the basket today.

Obviously, because of DemiDevimon, the halfling chefs had also begun to like its master, Dark.

While reading the newspaper to learn about current affairs in the kingdom, Dark ate sausage and egg, along with a milkshake.

When he had almost finished reading the newspaper, the breakfast was over.

In the past, he put the dishes directly into the basket for DemiDevimon to send it back.

But it was not that good.

Today he finally had an automatic dishwasher.

Trash Slime-chan quickly sucked away all the milk stains on the dishes, and the whole set of tableware was completely renewed.

After DemiDevimon returned the basket, the halfling chefs were a little surprised, and they all felt that the son of the Valkyrie had become more mature.

It was about 7:15.

On his way to the duel class, Dark encountered White who looked panicked and seemed to be looking for something.

He was a little puzzled.

But White was running, so he didn't chase.

It was about 7:20.

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