"Al, please wait a minute. ”

After class, Al was about to leave the classroom as usual, when he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

Al looked back and saw that it was the black-haired boy Long Chen, who looked quite distinctive, and stopped him.

For this yellow-skinned black-haired boy, Al actually has a deep impression.

Not only did the two sides have had some contact at the beginning of the school year, but also because the brunette teenager has always been quite active in the class.

Like Al, this black-haired teenager actually didn't have a little foundation in magic when he first entered school, as can be seen from the previous first few entrance tests and his performance in class, so he didn't pay much attention to this black-haired teenager, whether it was his classmates or teachers.

But then his performance was somewhat unexpected.

This black-haired teenager Long Chen's progress can be said to be quite fast.

He seemed to be very smart, and he could remember everything the teacher said in class, even if it was not a problem to use words like "never forget".

Secondly, he is also quite hardworking, and it is said that he is often seen practicing spells late into the night.

In this way, he can achieve such good results and be more easily accepted by people, when the school just started, Long Chen's grades should be the tail of the crane in all aspects, known as a person who barely mixed into the light-seeking class, but just a semester has passed, Longchen has already completely gained a foothold in the light-seeking class, and the overall strength is firmly in the top five of the class, and there is a kind of grapevine that Longchen actually secretly hides his strength, if he wants, he can definitely get the first place in the class.

Unconsciously, Long Chen has become the man of the hour in this light-seeking class, and it is even said that the class flower Mary treats him a little differently.

For this yellow-skinned classmate, Al didn't hate it, and he could even say that he had some good feelings, because he didn't feel much malice from the other party.

"What's the matter?"

Al asked.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if the one you summoned yesterday is really a succubus?"

Beneath the cloak, Al looked disappointed.

In the past two days, too many people have been asking him this question, to the point where Al is quite impatient.

I didn't expect this Long Chen to be such a person.

"I'm not going to answer that question. ”

Al said lightly, and then prepared to turn and leave.

"Wait. ”

But Al had no intention of stopping.

"Actually, I just wanted to remind you of one thing. ”

Long Chen's words caused Al to pause in his movements.

"What's the matter?"

"Have you ever heard of the phrase "red face and bad water?"

"Heard, what do you want to say?"

"Since you've heard that, I don't need to say more, I don't know how you summoned that girl yesterday, and I don't know if that girl is really a legendary succubus, but I suggest you stay away from her and never see her again, because she's obviously a super scourge that you can't keep or protect at all. ”

After saying this, Long Chen didn't wait for Al to answer, but left directly.

Al glanced at his back.

Al then returned to his dorm room.

Although he had obviously returned to the Light-seeking class, Al did not move to the dormitory that the school had equipped for the apprentices of the Light-seeking class, but still lived in the previous residence, which was a bit expensive but very close to the Ceylon Library.

After putting the textbooks back in the dormitory, Al immediately went out, and the next place to go was, of course, the Ceylon Library.

But when he opened the door, Al was directly blocked by a figure.

It was a thin, short figure, relative to an adult, and like Al, the other party was tightly obscured by a cloak.

Al instinctively felt wary.

But Al didn't question the other party's intentions, but looked directly at the other party without saying a word.

"His Highness Atrein. ”

The other party suddenly spoke, and it was in a very pure demonic language.

"You're looking for the wrong person. ”

Al replied in demonic language as well.

A chuckle came from under the other's cloak, a sound that seemed to erupt from a snort.

"Am I looking for the wrong person?" the other party said to himself, "But Your Excellency's demonic language is really quite pure!"

"Born to be. ”

Al replied coldly and briefly.

"It's funny. The other said this, but slowly pulled down his hood.

It's a very special face.

The crimson skin looked extraordinarily delicate, the eyes were extremely narrow, the pupils were purple pupils that were so bewitching that they made people feel evil, there were no nostrils, only two large holes where the nose should be, and in addition, two pairs of curved horns sprouted from his forehead, and they were curved.

From a human aesthetic point of view, this is a rather ugly and weird guy.

"Are you a demon?"

Al asked coldly.

The other party's characteristics were already so obvious, Al naturally recognized the other party's identity.

However, for this legendary terrifying and evil race, Al did not show the slightest panic, but calmly seemed to meet his fellow countrymen and old friends.

"Quack Quack~"

The ugly-looking guy on the other side laughed, perhaps because there was no longer a cloak to cover it, and his laughter became more and more harsh.

"Aren't you? Whether you are Your Highness Atrium or not, I can feel a rather familiar aura from you!"

The red-skinned stranger laughed and stuck out his tongue, a bright red tongue with two bifurcations at the end, which looked almost like the snake letter of a viper.

"You mean I'm a demon?"

Beneath the hood, Al's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Al rarely made such an expression, which meant that he was genuinely angry.

After all, in the education of his mother, Mayfair, in Al's impression, demons are the most evil and evil things in the world, and they should not exist in this world at all, and this guy on the other side actually uses demons to describe himself.

No, this is no longer a description at all, but a demon to describe one's identity.

For Al, this is undoubtedly a great insult. (To be continued.) )