Chapter 90 The Devil's Gift Theater

The basic level of Purgatory Corridor Academy.

A group of figures stopped in front of the massive mithril door.

This was a shortcut to the second-level corridor. Ancient runes were etched on the door, appearing mysterious and unpredictable under the candlelight.

With a gentle push from the vice-principal, a rumbling sound echoed between the ancient stone walls, and a fresh, candle-scented aura wafted over them.

Stepping into the grand transition corridor, all that could be seen on both sides of the passage were demon statues several meters high, standing like a dark forest, the dark golden light and shadows seeming to tell the long history of the school's establishment.

Walking in the corridor, the footsteps and whispers of the Blood Clan envoy, the guard corps, and the academy's high-level officials intertwined, emitting bursts of deep echoes.

"Stop."

Suddenly, at the front of the group, Blood Clan Envoy Baron Sanchez paused.

Following this, the entire group gradually slowed down and stopped, focusing all their attention on him.

"What's wrong?"

The Great Poet at the head turned back, looking at Blood Clan Envoy Baron Sanchez with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Miss Lanfu, why are we skipping Corridor 24?"

Baron Sanchez raised his hand, signaling the demon officer responsible for guarding him to hand him a map.

After he spread out the map and confirmed his thoughts, his expression gradually turned cold, and he questioned the Great Poet and the vice-principal with a stern gaze.

Although the terrain of the school was complex, and the connections between the corridors were constantly changing.

However, Baron Sanchez had memorized the overall structure of the academy in advance.

On the basic level, they passed through many classrooms, but they never entered Corridor 24, no matter how they went around.

Baron Sanchez, who possessed the Blood True Eye, also had amazing insight. Just by walking through it once, Sanchez had clearly remembered the entire corridor connection structure of the basic level.

Even though the demons leading the way, including the principal, seemed to have an airtight plan.

It was obvious that there were several times when they could have entered Corridor 24 at the crossroads, but the acting principal and vice-principal cleverly used route planning to lead Sanchez into another completely new corridor.

So that Sanchez would not feel any sense of incongruity from walking in a repeated, circuitous corridor!

"You misunderstand, Corridor 24 is currently closed, and I can guarantee that there are no students you are looking for inside."

The Great Poet replied calmly.

This made Sanchez inadvertently stare at her a few more times, as if trying to deeply probe into her eyes.

"Take me there."

Sanchez's voice broke the brief silence again, a sharp glint of perception flashing in his blood-red eyes.

Although the Great Poet still maintained her composure on the surface, her soul produced a subtle fluctuation for some reason.

"I suggest you go to another corridor with us first..."

The Great Poet's voice was calm, and her expression remained undisturbed.

"Immediately, take me there now."

Sanchez's voice gradually rose, with a hint of annoyance.

His patience was almost worn away by the Great Poet's meaningless delays.

The more this acting principal didn't want him to go, the more he couldn't suppress the strong intuition that arose in his heart—there must be something fishy there!

"..."

The Great Poet pursed her lips, not speaking, and no one knew what she was thinking.

But anyone could see that she was somewhat guilty after being seen through by Baron Sanchez.

"If you don't lead the way, then we'll go ourselves."

The officer behind Baron Sanchez seemed to sense the hostility from the school's high-level officials, stepped forward, and the atmosphere between the teachers and the legion gradually became tense.

"I'll take you there."

The Great Poet's voice finally carried a slight tremor of giving up the struggle, as if she had figured out the consequences and was unwilling to make things worse.

And the eyes of the demon teachers, including the vice-principal, were hesitant and worried, as if they wanted to persuade the Great Poet, but didn't know how to open their mouths in this situation.

Baron Sanchez was expressionless, but inwardly sneered. He only found the little tricks used by the female demon in front of him ridiculous. Under his gaze, any subtle flaws would be instantly exposed.

And so.

The entire group turned around and quickly retreated to the corridor on the basic level.

A few minutes later, without detours, they arrived at a corridor they had never reached before.

On the wall in front, a wide door stood, like a silent giant barrier guarding the inside.

Leading the Blood Clan envoy to this door with a soundproof magic barrier, the Great Poet and the vice-principal walked in front, seemingly wanting to push the door open and go in first.

"Wait."

Sanchez stopped them.

When he arrived here, he had a preliminary feeling that there were many demon students taking classes in the classroom, among which there seemed to be a soul suspected to be human!

Baron Sanchez was sure that this classroom, which seemed to be having a normal class, was indeed highly suspected of hiding humans!

No wonder this academy could be so calm at the beginning. It turned out they were playing tricks by leading him through a maze.

"Let them leave."

Sanchez ordered coldly.

"You step back! Do not approach this classroom until the inspection is complete!"

After receiving Sanchez's instructions, the demon officer unceremoniously rebuked the Great Poet, who was trying to struggle with a final small action, and ordered the elite squad to enter the classroom with him to prepare for the arrest.

Subsequently, Baron Sanchez led the accompanying officers into the classroom.

Since the classroom had a soundproof barrier, the corridor was silent, with only tense heartbeats and slight breaths.

Ten seconds passed.

Thirty seconds passed.

Two minutes passed.

No one knew what was happening in the classroom.

Perhaps the human intruder was successfully captured, and the school leaders would face a great disaster, or perhaps Baron Sanchez would temporarily return empty-handed this time.

However.

There was no movement for a long time!

Baron Sanchez and the officers who went in showed no sign of coming out.

The demons of the Demon Realm Supervision Hall guard corps waiting outside were all confused, not knowing what was happening inside.

Just as the corridor was gradually becoming noisy due to the discussions.

"Fufufu..."

The Great Poet, who had been drooping her head, her eyes empty, and her expression somewhat defeated, suddenly gritted her teeth and let out a soft laugh.

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and sat down on the ground as if her feet were sore, holding her stomach and laughing loudly,

"This, this can't be blamed on me, right? He insisted on breaking into this classroom himself, but I couldn't stop him!"

The Great Poet lightly wiped the gloating tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and said to all the demons with great joy, her face full of a triumphant smile.

The classroom on this G24 corridor.

It was the disaster area where the nuclear fusion of the Hell's Voice was triggered by Lan Qi—【Demon King's Gift Theater】!

At this moment, it was still constantly looping, repeating.

Except for the director of the music department, who had extremely high resistance to musical magic.

Once any other living being entered, they could forget about getting out on their own!

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(End of this chapter)