Doubts spread like vines to every corner of the painting classroom, making the art space that was still a little loud instantly silent.

All eyes turned to the only target, Ranchi.

As if longing to find an explanation from his natural innocent expression.

However.

His face was like a painting that was more difficult to decipher than the professor's hand, and no one could fathom it.

Four consecutive second answers, all of which hit the correct option like lightning.

It's hard to explain it as a coincidence, and no demon suspects that Ranchi is relying on luck.

Although they couldn't figure out what kind of strange magic this glow demon had used to analyze the answer so accurately and quickly......

“……”

The Hawkeye Demon sat there, lost in thought at Lanchi's prompt, his eyes a little annoyed and tangled.

He knew that Ranch should retaliate.

So it's possible that Ranch deliberately answered the correct answer a few times before, and then went to the Hawkeye Demon to tell the wrong answer again, so as to mislead him!

But.

It is also possible that Lanch predicted that the Hawkeye Demon could see this trap, so he still answered correctly, and lured the Hawkeye Demon to deliberately answer in reverse.

After a burst of analysis, the Hawkeye Demon went deeper and deeper, and began to analyze how many layers Lan Qi was in, and gradually suspected that Lan Qi was purely messing with his mentality!

Finally, I thought about it for a while.

The Hawkeye Demon slowly curled the corners of his mouth as if he had discovered some clue.

It's like figuring out what to do.

"You're smart, but you're overlooking one thing......"

The Hawk-Eyed Demon stares at Lanch like a police officer who has spotted a clue to a criminal.

As a person who specializes in spiritual magic, he can clearly discern the mental fluctuations of other demons.

When Lanch told him the answer just now, there were almost no complicated thoughts.

The words are too calm, and the eyes are too pure.

There is no demon in the demon world who can do it - so sincerely to tell the right answer to an object of hostility without any distractions!

This is also the only flaw in the trap that this glow demon wants to set! He must have harbored the most instinctive malice of the demon clan and said the wrong answer.

"It was drawn by a student."

The Hawkeye Demon didn't take Lanchi's answer, his voice unwavering, stirring through the empty classroom.

Immediately, he also glanced at Ranchi with a sneer.

It's like laughing at Ranch's powerless strategy, which not only failed to harm him, but also helped him in turn!

“……”

Professor Mogut was silent and shook his head,

"Wrong, I drew it."

There was a hint of sorrow in Professor Mogut's words.

Ranch was full of regret, looking at the Hawkeye Demon like a fool.

"I've told you the correct answer, why don't you believe me......"

He didn't seem to have any bad intentions, he really wanted to help his classmates as much as he could.

“……”

Huberian on the side stared at Lanchi's face, and she knew that Lanchi must be telling the truth, but unfortunately the eagle-eyed demon didn't believe it.

After thinking about it, Huberian felt that the demon was being played with by Lanchi again.

Regardless of whether the Hawkeye Demon believed it or not, Lanchi's act of revealing the answer had disturbed the Hawkeye Demon's mind, because even the Hawkeye Demon himself hadn't noticed that he had unconsciously shifted the focus of his attention from the painting to Lanchi.

"What's wrong?"

Lanch seemed to sense that Hubertarian was looking at him, and turned his head to look at her with a smile, his voice as clear as a spring.

“…… It's nothing. ”

Huberian didn't say much to Lanch.

She knew that even if she asked Lanqi, Lanqi would definitely only tell her with an innocent face: "I don't know", "That guy is a gentleman with the heart of a villain", "How can I harm my classmates" and so on.

This guy's natural and black have become so natural that she can't tell whether he is doing good or evil, and even begins to have duality......

……

The entire right side of the classroom fell into an unforgettable silence.

"Ahh......hh

The Hawkeye Demon's face was full of fear, and his eyes reflected the intertwined light and shadow behind Lanki, as if the demon's distorted face was reflected in the darkness.

His face was distorted, full of resentment and helplessness.

Looking at the approaching professor, there was soon only bottomless despair left in the originally sharp eagle eyes.

Until now, he couldn't understand why that glow demon could show "kindness", something that did not belong to the demon race, so pure and flawless!

Professor Morgut's steps were steady and powerful, each step like a death knell on the heart of the Hawk-Eyed Demon, throbbing with his last fears.

Soon, Professor Morgutt's hand slowly rested on the Hawkeye Demon's head, causing its skin to wither, blood to evaporate, muscle to emacilate, and finally to a deflated corpse, the light in his eyes fading out.

Expressions of fear and despair froze forever on the Hawkeye Demon's face.

"Wait for me to store his body, and then it's time for the free answer."

Before pulling out the next painting, Professor Morgut held up the corpse in his hand and gave Lanch a deep look.

He sensed that the nature of the lesson might have changed.

This classroom may be a difficulty 3 for other students.

But for this glow demon, the difficulty is like minus 3.

……

More than an hour later.

The melodious bell rang again, like an invisible tension penetrating the walls and infiltrating every corner of the classroom.

Professor Morgut stood at one end of the round table, his brow furrowed, his eyes full of suspicion.

The paintings in his hands were replaced one by one, trying to increase the difficulty and challenge Ranchi's ability to appreciate them.

But as a result, not once did Ranch feel the slightest difficulty.

Professor Mogut has even begun to reflect now, how did it become that he is challenging his students?

Mogut was sure that when Ranchi was identifying the paintings, there was no fluctuation in the magic that was not in his body, and he relied on his eyes to carefully observe every corner.

I can't imagine why there are such terrible students in this school who are so terrible in terms of painting appreciation, as if they are possessed by the god of art!

"Who the hell are you ...... sacred?"

Professor Morgut stared at Lanch, who was deeply shocked.

At this moment, in the eyes of Mogut, a senior professor of fine arts, Lanchi is already like an unfathomable art master.

Even Professor Morgut couldn't help but wonder what level of work he could paint if he handed a paintbrush to this glow demon and asked him to paint it himself......

"So, Professor, can you tell me what the reward of 263 points is?"

Lanch just calmly put his hand on his cheek, leaned back in his chair and asked with a smile.

(End of chapter)