NOVPUBAt that moment, the Demon Lord’s Royal Theater, enveloped in a demonic eerie sound, concluded its first course. The stage lights gradually dimmed, leaving only trembling tunes of dark hell, shrouding the entire auditorium in thick darkness.
In the hallway outside the theater.
The long, deep tolls of the ancient bell piercing through the darkness of the corridor announced the advent of rest time.
This sound seemed to possess a mystic power that could ignore the hard stone walls, glide down the pitch-dark corridors, brush past the doors and windows of each classroom, eventually reverberating within this seemingly infinitely vast building.
Next up, all the demon students of the school will be given their first 30-minute break.
This time could be used to find a more desirable classroom.
Or during this half-hour when the corridor of the classroom is open to the utility area, one can go to the utility area to spend the extra credit coin and skip the next two-hour course.
After Hyperion dragged Bachel out of the classroom, he left him on the carpet in the corridor.
Lanci felt fresh from the Opera House as if he wanted more.
"Where should we go next?"
Hyperion asked.
"Are you hungry?"
Lanci hesitated for a moment and turned to Hyperion to ask.
"A little."
Hyperion answered.
She felt as if they had just attended a concert together and were now discussing the next itinerary.
"Then let’s have dinner first, and come back to continue studying later."
Lanci said with a grin.
Contrary to his miserable condition at Ichrite Academy during the day, he was sincerely joyful now.
"Okay."
Looking at Lanci’s effervescent appearance, Hyperion could only imagine the contemplative look on the faces of the university leaders at Ichrite.
Although it was a bit tiring to hang out at the demon academy with Lanci, she always felt secure when he was a teammate.
"How is he going to guide us now?"
Hyperion quickly turned her sight and looked at Bachel on the ground.
After being brought out of the Demon King’s Royal Theater, Bachel had not been tormented by the hellish sound into a state of shock.
Just like a shutdown.
Hyperion, not knowing much about healing and waking magic, turned to Lanci, who might know more than her.
"Hyperion, did you know? There’s a cure that can anaesthetise the patient and wake them up."
Lanci said with a sigh and a smile, looking at Hyperion for her response with a sense of a doctor’s compassion for the world.
Hyperion pondered and did not know which medicine Lanci was referring to.
Could that medicine really be quickly found in the Demon Academy at the moment?
Then she followed Lanci’s gaze and looked down. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝘣.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Turned out.
Lanci was pointing at her fist.
Hyperion: "..."
Hyperion felt that if she went on with Lanci, her merit would be confiscated.
"Come on, Hyperion, wake him up quickly with your magic."
Lanci said.
Hyperion could only nod her head and dared not speak, fearing being heard by Lady Goddess.
Then, the two of them, like a doctor and a nurse, began to treat Bachel.
Finally, in the midst of Bachel’s screams, he regained his consciousness.
...
"I must say, your vitality is really strong."
Like the Holy Mother praising life, Lanci looked at the recuperating Bachel, cheerfully saying.
"How, how did you wake me up?"
Bachel felt a severe headache, as if he had lost some memories.
At the moment, though he was awake, he felt both his body and spirit were still immersed deep in a mud pit.
"I’m a healing demon, of course, I have a way."
Lanci, holy and mysteriously radiant as a demon, bathed in heaven light, granting Bachel redemption.
"What, what’s going on... what happened in the classroom just now..."
Bachel was halfway between belief and doubt.
He always felt like he had been in an extraordinarily long nightmare, dreaming of a white-haired demon with an engulfing demonsound, which brought him to an excruciating hell he could not escape!
"Don’t think about such vague things, those are your illusions. Reality and illusion, you can tell them apart now. Check your pocket."
At Lanci’s hint, Bachel checked his pocket and found two additional credit coins.
This was what the director had given him as a reward after Bachel had completed the challenge.
Since Bachel was unconscious at the time, the director had simply put them in his pocket for him.
Unable to quite believe his eyes, Bachel looked at the three black gold coins radiating red light, as if he had moved from a nightmare to a dream.
It was just the end of the first class, but he had already received three credit coins!
In the past, Bachel didn’t dare to even dream of this!
"How about it, do you believe this is a dream now?"
Lanci asked with a grin.
Seeing Bachel’s happiness, he was also glad.
"Where are we going next?"
Bachel felt as if all his pain had been driven away in an instant. He quickly stood up, wiped off the dust from his clothes and asked Lanci.
"Student Bachel, lead us to the Demon King’s restaurant subsidiary that you mentioned in the academy."
Previously, Lanci heard from Bachel about a highly expensive restaurant in the university, which could provide the highest quality delicacies in the Demon World.
Some limited offerings could even increase personal attributes in a single day.
Lanci thought he should savor the top-notch delicacies of this era in the Demon World, and then return to his world to share his experiences with his beloved Old Taliya. He could even edit the scenes in the [Shadow World Recording Program] into a dedicated column for her to watch.
This was the only thing Lanci could do for his homesick Talia.
"Demon King’s Restaurant..."
However, Bachel seemed to hesitate upon hearing Lanci’s destination.
"What’s wrong? Isn’t the function area supposed to be quite safe?"
"That’s where the students with the most credit coins in the school go. And those who often go there, every single one of them are the most dangerous students in the school... If you’re not a student with notable fame and you go there to use the resources usually used by them, you’re likely to hold a grudge..."
Bachel explained, sounding worried.
Although the utility area was relatively safe, Bachel didn’t want to get close to those top-tier demon students at the academy.
"I see."
Lanci took the teacher’s badge that the Music Department Director had given him out of his pocket and pinned it on the chest of his coat,
"But I’m a teacher at the school now."
"??"
Bachel stared dumbfounded at the exquisite badge on Lanci’s chest.
It turns out that the radiant demon he had been hanging out with all morning was in fact a teacher? Who was also a part-time student, blasting classrooms and causing chaos?
