The Villain Only Wants To Live a Buddhist Life

Chapter 88 Dark Demon does not stick to cause and effect

***Edited by Kronost***

The punch was merciless and poured out all of Robert's secret backlog anger!

Scott had never been beaten like this before, and his entire mind became completely blank. He couldn't use any magic cards. All he could do was scream again and again from the pain!

But Robert refused to stop. He pounced forward and pushed Scott to the ground. Then he sat on him, raised his fist and punched him in the face!

...

The cover on Scott's face was broken, exposing his mouth and nose.

Robert tore it hard, tearing the cover from bottom to top, and finally saw the man's true face.

Because he was a second-year student of the Noble House, Robert had never seen him before, but that didn't prevent him from hitting the acne-ridden face a few more times.

Finally, when Scott had a bruised nose and swollen face, Robert's anger disappeared by quite a lot.

He laughed a few times, he felt that he had never been so happy since enrolling in school.

Scott lay on the ground, gasping from time to time, snot and tears streaming down.

White stared from the side; it was the first time he saw Robert actually fighting with someone.

After the incident last time, Robert had accidentally slipped his tongue and told White that he had been tied up for the night, but he concealed the fact that he had been turned into a woman.

But White had now associated this man with the cult in the secret room.

Among those present, he was the only one who had seen Scott wearing a Cuttlefish outfit a long time ago.

"What should we do next?" White asked.

Robert let out a sigh of satisfaction, and said harshly, "What else? Of course send him to Professor Silver. I think Professor Silver will deal with him!"

"No! No! No!"

Scott, who was pretending to be dead on the ground, immediately screamed, "Don't send me to Professor Silver. I will be expelled! And you will also be punished as well!"

Robert sneered, "I'll be punished? I'm just taking revenge. How can I be punished?"

"No."

But White interrupted abruptly: "Robert, he is right. You were too heavy-handed. If Professor Silver knows about it, you will not only be locked up but also at least fifty points might be deducted."

Robert was taken aback, then shouted, "How is it possible!! this is not fair!"

White shook his head. "There is nothing unfair. Fighting itself is wrong."

Robert: "Then what should we do?"

White pretended to think about it carefully: "You've gotten your revenge anyway, and he didn't do anything else to you last time. Why don't you just let it go?"

Robert: "But last time he..."

White: "Hmm?"

Robert's face dropped. "It's nothing."

White said again, "Ahem, maybe we can ask Dark. He's also here. Huh, where's Dark?"

...

Dark had already left.

As for how White and Robert deal with Scott, that was their own business.

But Dark speculated that White would not want to bring Scott to Professor Silver.

Flower cards, Goddess Statue, Cult—these things seemed to be connected.

But careful scrutiny would reveal that there was a trace of weirdness that was difficult to erase.

And White was already deep in it.

Dark got out after realizing that the goddess was not a good thing.

But the main reason he didn't want to participate in it was because of Professor Cazer.

...

As long as you are a human being, you will be biased.

...

Night.

Wearing a repaired leather costume, Scott limped into a secret room.

The members of the Order sitting around, couldn't but look at the stitch marks on his leather costume.

There were a total of sixteen members of the Order, and no one knew their true identities except for the leader who gathered them.

After entering here, Scott was no longer Scott, but a Cuttlefish.

"So, what happened?"

It was their leader, Mr. Starfish, who asked this question.

Facing the leader's question, the Cuttlefish was ashamed to answer.

Mr. Starfish frowned and said, "I remember I told you to observe first and not to do anything reckless."

The Cuttlefish finally collapsed and said, "I really didn't do anything!"

Mr. Starfish was confused: "So the son of the Valkyrie started the fight? He is the treasure in the eyes of the professors, the future star of Saint Marian; will he hit others first?"

"It's not them!" The Cuttlefish cried, "It's the son of the hero and his follower!"

"Tsk, why did you get involved with the son of the hero again?" Mr. Starfish felt a little pain in his head.

The Cuttlefish immediately said: "I was followed. The person we dealt with that night was a follower of the son of the hero, named Robert Brogheim. They found me!"

Mr. Starfish: "How did they find you?"

Cuttlefish: "I don't know. I really don't know! It was not my fault!"

Mr. Starfish's head hurt even more: "Then how did you escape?"

Cuttlefish: "The son of the hero let me go."

Mr. Starfish: "The son of the hero let you go?"

All the seafood present looked at each other, puzzled.

One with a Moray costume, the only female of the order – Miss Moray, wondered: "Then Dark Demon is the one we are looking for?"

The Cuttlefish shook his head: "Although I was beaten, he should not be the one who destroyed the statue of the goddess. Perhaps the reason for him to collect flower cards is just preference."

Miss Moray: "Then who was it? It couldn't be the son of a hero, right? By the way, what's his name?"

Pufferfish: "He seems to be called White God?"

Starfish: "It's White Gawd."

Pufferfish: "!"

Mr. Starfish sighed: "We can't be distracted anymore. We have run out of time. We must hurry up to restore the statue before the Holy Eve comes. We will offer a living sacrifice at the feast of all saints, and resurrect the goddess!"

...

Taking off the leather costume, the Cuttlefish turned back to Scott, and carefully walked into the common room of Noble House.

But the person he wanted to avoid the most was drinking tea and reading a newspaper in the lounge, and there were two shameless girls beside him!

Scott turned sideways, trying to avoid showing his face as much as possible.

But Dark raised his head inadvertently, and met his gaze.

Scott tensed suddenly.

It wasn't until Dark continued to read the newspaper nonchalantly that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that during the day Dark Demon did leave early, so he didn't see my real face under the costume."

Scott hurried up the stairs.

The narrow space inside the stairs made him much more comfortable. He gently touched the bruises on his face, causing a slight pain from his heart, which increased his hatred for Robert and White!

"The leader said that I can't be distracted before the Holy Eve comes, but on the day of the Holy Eve..."