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Chapter 72: How Did Lanchi Become the Principal?
Chapter 72: How Did Lanchi Become the Principal?
In the art classroom, the light falling on Cardinal Lanchi seemed to grow brighter, as if the sun had finally emerged after a long period of gloom.
And there stood Lanchi, the Radiant Devil, shining like a true savior.
Professor Mogut bowed his head slightly, showing respect to Lanchi.
The appearance of the special envoy meant salvation for the academy.
The entire classroom fell into a solemn silence during this brief moment, with only the ticking of the clock breaking the quiet.
Finally, Lanchi spoke again:
"Take me to the vice-principal. I will help you deal with the vampire messenger."
"Yes." Professor Mogut replied gravely.
Then, his eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to look at Hepburn, "What about her...?"
Professor Mogut felt that Hepburn knew too much. Now that the special envoy had revealed himself, they didn't have to adhere strictly to the academy's rules anymore. The priority was to ensure the academy's survival in the face of the vampire messenger's challenge.
"His Majesty the Demon King instructed me that if I found any gifted students at the school, I could bring them back to the royal city. This is another task of mine, and you don't need to know the specifics. Rest assured, just consider her as my colleague-in-training." Lanchi glanced at Hepburn and said indifferently.
"Understood." Professor Mogut nodded hastily, now understanding why the special envoy had remained hidden for so long. He wouldn't dare to do anything that might offend this woman.
Whether Lanchi's claim about the "other task" was true or not, Professor Mogut knew better than to pry further into matters that weren't his concern.
"Please follow me, I'll take you to an emergency meeting of the academy's high-level staff." Professor Mogut said urgently as he walked towards the classroom door. It was imperative to introduce the special envoy to the vice-principal without delay.
"Mhm." Lanchi nodded slightly, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding the aura of a leader inspecting a subordinate unit.
He knew that the fourth period class would likely be canceled.
...
In the dimly lit stone corridor, Bachelor anxiously watched the wooden door of the art classroom. Finally, when he heard the crisp sound of the door locking from within, his body froze.
Looking up, he saw a familiar figure stepping out.
It was Lanchi, as calm and collected as always, as if he had just finished a leisurely afternoon chat instead of a challenging lesson.
Professor Mogut's gaze swept over Bachelor, and the intangible coldness in his eyes seemed to carry weight, causing Bachelor's body to shudder with a deep chill.
Bachelor had never imagined that he would one day be so close to the school's high-ranking leadership.
"B-Bishop..." Bachelor started to call out to Lanchi, but suddenly, a chill rose from the depths of his heart, as if he had been plunged into a deep ice cave.
This was the killing intent emanating from Professor Mogut, seemingly intolerant of any offense, no matter how slight, towards Lanchi by someone of Bachelor's lowly status, or even the slightest delay they might cause.
However, Lanchi remained unmoved by the situation and merely smiled gently, raising his hand in a casual gesture to indicate to Professor Mogut that he need not be so tense.
And to Bachelor's disbelief, Professor Mogut actually heeded Lanchi's unspoken request and retracted all signs of hostility!
"Bachelor, go back to your class. I, too, have important matters to attend to."
Lanchi patted Bachelor's shoulder as he walked past him, bidding him farewell like it was the end of a game.
"I..."
Bachelor's mind raced, and while he seemed to understand, he struggled to accept this terrifying fact.
He had long known that this Radiant Devil was no ordinary being, but he never expected his true identity and status to be even higher than that of a senior professor!
Ding!
As Bachelor stood there, unsure of what to say to Lanchi, he heard a crisp sound. Lanchi tossed him a credit coin as a farewell gift.
Bachelor quickly caught it.
"Thank you!"
Only after Lanchi's figure disappeared deep into the corridor did Bachelor slowly straighten up.
He secretly lowered his head, palms open, staring at the credit coin in his hand.
There, lying quietly, was a strange-looking credit coin that he had never seen before.
Its existence seemed like a fantastical dream, causing an uncontrollable tremor in Bachelor's snake-like eyes, as if his blood was boiling.
It was a legendary 10-credit coin.
Bachelor stood there in a daze, unable to calm the tumult in his heart.
It wasn't until several dozen seconds had passed that Bachelor tightly clutched the 10-credit coin in his fist.
"I also want... to become a strong person who can dominate other demons..."
His voice was hoarse, as if a long-suppressed desire deep within his heart had been suddenly stirred.
...
Half an hour later.
In the depths of the night, the Geras Memorial Square in the Ikelite Academy glowed with a soft white light.
The clock tower showed the time as half-past midnight.
However, this time did not bring silence to the square.
On the contrary, the area near the outdoor giant screen was still quite lively, filled with an atmosphere of anticipation and joy.
Students who had decided to stay up all night had brought their blankets and found their spots on the steps of the square.
Many held cups of hot coffee to ward off the chill of the night, and some even had a picnic-like setup with wooden wine boxes and barbecue grills, filling the air with the mouthwatering aroma of roasting meat and vegetables.
Under the glow of the street lamps, a figure walked slowly, glancing towards the giant screen in the square.
Her gray hair was braided, and she wore a pair of plain glasses, giving her a quiet and dignified appearance.
This was Talia in disguise.
She, who already looked cold as ice, now exuded an air of solitary literary elegance.
With her current appearance, she looked even less like the famous poet she was compared to, and in the dim midnight light, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to find any resemblance between them.
She held a box of juicy, tender roasted chicken dripping with a delicious sauce and ate slowly, occasionally putting a piece into her mouth and chewing gently, as if forgetting all her fatigue from staying up so late.
More than ten minutes ago, she had been tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep as she thought about the ancient magic world she had seen that afternoon. Feeling a bit hungry, she had decided to make another trip to the Ikelite Academy.
However, what confused Talia was that the academy was much livelier than she had expected.
"Mitcheng Cai!"
From time to time, there were bursts of discussion and cheers from the direction of the square.
It was as if they were staying up to watch some annual finals.
"How interesting could it be... it's just Lanchi taking an exam and teaching a class?"
Talia muttered to herself, confused.
(End of Chapter)
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