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Chapter 57: Lanchi's First Blood in the Art of Lanchi
Chapter 57: Lanchi's First Blood in the Art of Lanchi
Each lamp in the theater seemed to be imbued with life, and at the moment the music stopped, it illuminated the entire theater. The pale golden light flowed on the black marble, like a murmuring stream in the dark night.
In the back row of the audience.
"I thought this classroom was about art, but I never expected that what it truly examines is the destruction of art. It turns out that the destruction of art is itself an art..."
Lanchi exhaled, his tone filled with a sense of enlightenment, and also a hint of relief, as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He was now smiling with confidence, as if he couldn't wait to show off his skills to his classmates on stage.
"... "
Hyberrian turned her head to observe Lanchi's state, feeling a lump in her throat.
He seemed to have gained a lot from this Devil's Academy once again.
Others might come to challenge the Shadow World.
But Lanchi was here to learn.
In theory, Lanchi's "wholehearted" attitude towards life should be commendable, but... she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.
"Take care of yourself later."
Lanchi stood up, walked past Hyberrian, and threw down these words before making his way towards the stage along the red carpet on the steps.
"Okay."
Hyberrian replied.
With her spell library, this exam wasn't particularly suited to her.
But as a versatile auxiliary, the more bizarre the situation, the more reassured Hyberrian felt about Lanchi's spell library.
Theoretically, Lanchi would go first. Once he passed, the two of them could temporarily swap purple and lower-level magic cards in the audience and reorganize their spell libraries, ensuring Hyberrian's passage as well.
...
Most of the time allotted for the music assessment had passed, and the classroom was filled with a mix of silence and anticipation. Students confident in their abilities had already performed.
Those remaining were either lacking in ability or were the finale performers.
From the previous performances, there was always a wait after each one before a devil student would voluntarily take the stage.
So this time, when the host teacher saw Lanchi quickly stand up and raise his hand to signal his intention to perform, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Accompanied by a calm and steady pace, the footsteps echoed throughout the theater.
Soon, Lanchi arrived on stage, his figure standing out under the spotlight. His aura seemed to merge with the entire performance environment, drawing all eyes towards him.
"Are you ready?"
The host teacher asked, standing next to Lanchi.
Before an exam, students could ask the host teacher any questions or make any compliant requests. This was standard practice in any exam room, so the host teacher took the initiative to inquire.
If the student had no questions, the two-minute performance timer would officially start, and the student would be granted permission to use spells on stage freely.
"What would be the reward if all four music mentors gave their recognition simultaneously?"
Lanchi nodded slightly, his curiosity and confusion evident in his question.
"In the course design, there is no possibility of gaining the recognition of all four mentors."
The host teacher looked at him and shook his head with a smile, his expression carrying a hint of unspoken authority.
"But what if such a situation occurred?"
"It's not that the guidelines hid or overlooked this possibility. It's because some of the conditions for recognition from the four music mentors are mutually contradictory and impossible to achieve simultaneously."
The host teacher's voice gradually lowered.
For example, it was impossible for music to be both raucous and mesmerizing enough to put the Sleeping Devil Spirit to sleep while also possessing the eerie quality that the Mutated Poison Body demanded and the fervent atmosphere sought by the Ghostly Armor.
"Throughout the years, there has never been a student who has simultaneously earned the recognition of these four music mentors, no matter how exceptional they were."
The host teacher added, hoping that Lanchi would understand his implication - their course design was not to be questioned.
"Teacher, I believe I can do it," Lanchi said, looking directly at the host teacher.
"If you can, then it will truly prove that there is a loophole in our exam design, and your musical prowess has surpassed the scope of our understanding. You would be wasted as just a music teacher here." The host teacher's words were tinged with sarcasm, mocking Lanchi's audacity.
After all, this was a performance being watched by many prominent figures of the demon world, and by repeatedly questioning the rules, Lanchi was ruining the show.
"What if I were to receive recognition from all four music mentors? Would I be directly appointed as a teacher in the music department?"
The host teacher looked towards the audience in the theater and raised his voice to announce, then turned to Lanchi and asked.
As his words fell, a rustling laughter filled the theater from the audience below.
"Are you sure, teacher? And what if, after the performance, the music mentors lack the rationality to make a judgment?"
"This is the Demon King's theater, under the gaze of the magic eye, and it is being watched by the demon nobles. If anyone dares to go back on their word on this stage, I won't be able to protect them, even as the head of the music department here. Also, if the music mentors are unable to judge, such as if the Sleeping Devil Spirit falls asleep, I will make the judgment on their behalf, based on the standards they reported to the academy before their performance. You can rest assured about the fairness."
The host teacher said, gazing at the magic eye floating in the center of the theater, and handed the microphone to Lanchi, feeling a bit amused.
"Well then, do you have any more questions?"
"No, I'm ready to begin."
Lanchi took the microphone, straightened his collar, and walked to the center of the stage.
His eyes had completely changed, like a rising star about to shine in the demon world.
As soon as he stepped onto this stage and the performance time started, he could use any spell he desired.
Without hesitation, Lanchi summoned the [Great Loving Poet].
At his call, a gray-haired beauty in a crimson dress appeared on stage, surrounded by a mist of floral fragrance.
She opened her eyes as if waking from a dream, her hair and skirt swaying gently, like a soft summer song and the crisp mountain breeze of autumn. In an instant, many of the demons in the audience were captivated by her presence.
The Great Loving Poet's bright eyes surveyed the theater, as if understanding something, a hint of regret or joy playing on her lips. She didn't open her mouth to use her enchanting voice to influence the minds of the audience.
Since the summoning technique itself was a type of magic, there was no issue with summoning a familiar with a soul contract during the performance.
"You'll take the lead vocals soon. It's time to show our learning achievements to the four mentors and our classmates," Lanchi said, handing the microphone to the Great Loving Poet.
The Great Loving Poet smiled radiantly and nodded slightly, her eyes sparkling with unwavering confidence.
Lanchi walked over to an instrument similar to a piano in the demon world and sat down gracefully, lifting the piano lid.
Far below the stage, Hyberrian felt an urge to bolt when she saw that the Great Loving Poet was holding the microphone.
She knew that if this creature sang with all her power, something unimaginable would happen in the theater, and she didn't even want to think about it!
(End of Chapter)
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