In the painting classroom, the light that fell beside Lanchi seemed to become brighter, as if the sun was finally shining after a long haze.

And Lanki, who is a glow demon, seems to be a real savior at this time, and his posture is so dazzling.

Professor Mogut bowed his head slightly, paying tribute to Ranch.

The appearance of the commissioner means that the academy is saved.

The entire classroom became quiet and solemn for a short time, and only the second hand of the clock could be heard moving softly.

Finally, Ranch spoke again:

"Take me to the Vice Principal, and I'll help you deal with the Blood Emissary."

"Yes."

Professor Mogut replied in a solemn voice.

Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to Huberian,

"Then she ......"

Professor Morgut felt that Huberian knew too much.

Now that the correspondent has appeared.

Then they teachers don't have to absolutely strictly enforce the rules of the academy anymore.

Everything will be prioritized by the Academy's ability to survive the Bloodbringer's difficulties.

"Lord Demon King has instructed me that if you find a talented student in the school, you can bring it back to the royal city, this is also another task of mine, don't ask more about the specific content. Anyway, don't worry, just treat her as a colleague I'm grooming. ”

Ranch glanced at Huberian and said indifferently.

"Understood."

Professor Mogut nodded hurriedly, somewhat understanding in his heart, no wonder the commissioner had been lurking for so long.

Don't dare to do anything that might offend this woman.

Regardless of whether what Ranch said about "another mission" was true or false, he understood it, and it was not for him as a professor to ask.

"You come with me, and I'll take you to an urgent high-level meeting of the Academy."

Professor Morgut hurried to the door of the classroom, and he had to take the commissioner to the vice-principal as soon as possible.

"Hmm."

Ranch put his hands behind his back and bowed slightly.

There is quite an aura of leadership that comes to inspect lower-level units.

He knew that the fourth class didn't seem to be necessary.

……

In the dark, stone hallway, Batchel had been staring anxiously at the wooden door of his painting classroom.

Finally, when he heard a crisp door lock from inside the painting studio, his body immediately froze.

Looking up, I saw a familiar figure walking out of the doorway.

It was Lanchi, as calm as ever, as if what had just been done was not a grim lesson, but a light-hearted afternoon chatter.

Professor Mogut's gaze swept over Batchel, and the invisible indifference seemed to have substance, making Batchel's body feel a deep chill.

Batchel never imagined that one day he would be so close to the school's senior leaders.

"Big ......"

Batchel was about to open his mouth to stop Lanch, when suddenly, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he was in a deep ice cave for a moment.

This is the murderous intent emanating from Professor Mogut, who seems to be unable to tolerate any offense by a small person like Batchell towards Lanch, or even delay their time a little.

However, in the face of such a scene, Lan Qi was not moved, just smiled lightly, raised his hand leisurely, and signaled Professor Mogut with his actions "Don't be so nervous".

Immediately, in Batchel's incredulous gaze, Professor Morgut really followed Lanch's meaning and restrained all his hostility!

"Batchelle, go to class, I'll have to get down to business."

Like the game is over, Ranch patted Batchel on the shoulder as he passed by, saying goodbye to him.

"I ......"

Batchel's brain was racing, and he seemed to be able to figure it out, but for a moment he couldn't accept the terrible truth.

He had long known that this glow demon was anything but ordinary, but he didn't expect that his true identity and status would even be far above that of a senior professor!

Bite.

At the moment when Batchel didn't know how to talk to Lanchi, he heard a crisp sound, only to see Lanchi throw him a credit coin when he parted.

Batchel hurriedly caught it.

"Thank you!"

After Lanch's back disappeared into the depths of the hallway, Barchel slowly straightened up.

He secretly lowered his head and spread out his palms to look at the credit coin in his hand.

There, lying quietly, was a strangely shaped credit coin he had never seen before.

Its existence was like a dreamlike reality, making Batchel's snake eyes tremble with irrepressible tremors, as if the blood in his whole body was boiling.

It is a legendary 10-credit coin.

Batchel lost his mind and stayed in place, unable to stir his heart for a long time.

Until tens of seconds passed, Batchel squeezed the 10-credit coin tightly.

"I want to ...... too I want to be a strong man who can dominate other demons like this......"

His voice was hoarse, as if the desire that had been dormant in his heart for a long time was irresistibly stirred.

……

Half an hour later.

At Eceryte College in the middle of the night, the Gera Memorial Square glowed with white light.

The time on the clock tower was already pointing to half past ten in the morning.

However, this point in time did not make the square silent.

On the contrary, the area around the open-air giant screen in the square is still quite lively, and an atmosphere of anticipation and happiness is pervasive here.

The students who decided to stay overnight had already taken their respective blankets and found their seats on the steps of the square.

Many people have a cup of hot coffee in their hands to ward off the cold of the night, and some students are even on an outing, with wooden wine crates around them, charcoal fires on the grill on the steps, and roasted meat, fruits and vegetables exude a mouth-watering aroma in the middle of the night.

Under the light of the street lamps in the distance, a figure walked slowly past and looked in the direction of the open-air giant screen in the square.

Her long gray hair had been tied into braids, and she wore a pair of flat glasses on her face, which made her look quiet and dignified.

This is Talia in a well-disguised fashion.

She originally looked like she was as cold as ice, but at the moment she has a little more of the temperament of a lonely literary girl.

Now she seemed to be even more different from the Poet of Love, and in the dim light of midnight, it was almost impossible for anyone to notice any resemblance between her and the Poet of Love.

She was holding a box of grilled chicken drizzled with mellow sauce and tender skin, picking up a string from time to time and gently handing a piece to her mouth, and then chewing slowly, as if she had forgotten all the fatigue of the middle of the night.

Ten minutes ago, she remembered the ancient Demon Shadow World she saw in the afternoon, lying on the bed tossing and turning horizontally and vertically unable to sleep, and just felt a little hungry, so she went out and came to Echrita Academy again.

However, what puzzled Talia was that the academy at the moment was much more lively than she imagined.

"Mi Qing Caiyan!"

From time to time, there was a burst of discussion and cheers in the direction of the square.

It's like staying up all night watching the annual finals.

"How wonderful can it be...... Isn't it that Ranchi guy who takes exams and takes classes? ”

Talia muttered to herself in confusion.

(End of chapter)