Chapter 134 Entrapment

The lights in the ancient corridor were dim, and time seemed to be frozen.

The legion of demons, who had been looking around blankly, instantly turned into a picture of panic.

Confused voices of argument echoed from within the ranks of the demon legion.

Finally, all eyes focused on the Great Poet of Love.

She was as if illuminated by a spotlight, becoming the sole protagonist.

"You actually harmed our superior and the envoy of the Blood Clan!"

The demons of the Magic World Inspectorate's guard legion, who had been waiting outside, finally confirmed the truth and shouted in disbelief at the Great Poet of Love and the vice-principal.

However.

The Great Poet of Love merely stood up unhurriedly, regaining her former graceful and elegant posture.

"You all saw it earlier, didn't you? I advised the Blood Clan envoy and stopped him."

"Everything I said was true, but he didn't believe me, right?"

"What, are you being unreasonable and trying to bully a little girl like me?"

She slightly raised her chin and questioned all the demons of the guard legion with her provocative, sweet voice.

"……!!"

The demon leading the guard legion gritted his teeth, his mind in turmoil, unable to respond to her words for a long time.

They had indeed heard this headmaster kindly advising the Blood Clan envoy several times on the corridor leading to the second floor!

"You dare to set up traps in the academy, do you know what the consequences are?"

Immediately, another adjutant stared sternly at the Great Poet of Love, seeming to have found a reason and intending to use force to arrest the headmaster.

"Traps? What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The Great Poet of Love squinted her left eye and shook her head with a sneer.

Before she could explain further, the vice-principal behind her took a step forward, emanating terrifying magical fluctuations, and rebuked the Inspectorate's legion who dared to be rude:

"The performances in the Demon King's Awarded Theater have always had their scenes projected to the great nobles through the magic eye! They can all testify that this was a perfectly normal performance, not a trap set by us! It's just that the Blood Clan envoy insisted on forcing his way in!"

The vice-principal's voice was like muffled thunder, echoing through the dim corridor.

"!!"

The guard legion, who had been on the verge of drawing their swords, gradually retreated a few steps.

The school's explanation was seamless.

The more they spoke, the more the military realized they were in the wrong!

Moreover, even if they wanted to go in and rescue the Blood Clan envoy and their superior, no one dared to enter this massive door that was sure to be a one-way trip!

"Strictly seal the entrance! We can't let this tragedy repeat itself!"

The Great Poet of Love's expression became a bit heroic, and she commanded righteously.

"Understood."

The vice-principal took the lead, and along with a group of senior professors, guarded the theater door in the corridor.

"You?!"

The guard legion knew that the actions of these damned teachers were openly preventing any possibility of rescuing the Blood Clan envoy and their superior.

But this shameless headmaster seemed to occupy the moral high ground, blocking any room for them to refute!

And so.

Clearly demarcated, the two sides of demons remained deadlocked in the corridor for quite a while.

The demons of the legion slowly calmed down to think, and gradually discovered a terrifying fact in their hearts—

Clearly, the Inspectorate and the Department of Education had already taken action against the academy in advance, transferring the strongest headmaster away.

But not only did the school produce an acting headmaster, but they also easily played the Blood Clan envoy and the Inspectorate for fools.

Everything, while seemingly a perfect coincidence, had an inevitability that was about to be revealed!

It was as if a large hand was controlling everything from behind the scenes.

There might be an expert helping the school from behind!

If they continued to antagonize the school, none of the Inspectorate legion present might be able to escape, or even die without any evidence.

But they dared not return in such a sorry state; if they could not safely escort the Blood Clan envoy back, they would face certain death upon their return!

Therefore.

The demons of the Inspectorate's legion were as if enduring a cruel punishment.

They were on pins and needles.

They could only remain deadlocked at the entrance of Corridor 24, unable to advance or retreat.

Seeing their tormented appearance, the Great Poet of Love smiled with satisfaction, as if she had enjoyed a hearty meal.

"Vice-Principal, I'll leave the task of sealing off Corridor 24 to you."

The Great Poet of Love tossed her smooth gray hair and turned to leave without any worries.

She had done so much hard work, and it was time for her to relax.

"Please rest assured."

The vice-principal bowed to the Great Poet of Love's back, saying with gratitude.

He knew that thanking this noble demon lady would also be conveyed to that lord.

……

On the intricate, uniquely styled corridors.

Although there were patrolling teachers, they all respectfully nodded and saluted as they witnessed the passage of this gray-haired, red-dressed demon.

As the Great Poet of Love looked at the map in her hand, about to step onto the next corridor, Hyperion finally materialized from her invisible state beside her.

It was Hyperion who had been staying in the Demon King's Awarded Theater, acting as bait to attract the Blood Clan envoy.

Having some resistance to musical magic, she had made preparations in advance and was able to safely escape the control of the theater.

After confirming that the Blood Clan envoy was unable to move, she slipped out invisibly without anyone noticing.

"Tell Lan Qi to rest assured, I've confirmed that the Blood Clan envoy and the other Inspectorate officers have all joined the chorus."

Hyperion said with a sigh.

During this trip to the Demon Academy, in just twelve hours, the merits she had accumulated over a dozen years had probably been deducted completely.

Hyperion knew that she could contact Lan Qi, who was working diligently in the headmaster's office, through the Great Poet of Love.

That guy had completely regarded himself as the headmaster.

"……"

The Great Poet of Love nodded and communicated with Lan Qi through her mind.

"He said thank you for your hard work, and asked Hyperion to take me out to have some fun."

The Great Poet of Love quickly said to Hyperion with a smile.

For the Great Poet of Love, besides Lan Qi, the most familiar person was Hyperion, whom she had met several times.

Moreover, for some reason, the Great Poet of Love always felt a sense of closeness from Hyperion.

It was as if there was a faint blood relationship between them.

"You can go wherever you want."

Hyperion opened her palm to the Great Poet of Love, revealing a handful of 10-credit coins.

Hyperion felt that she was gradually becoming a babysitter.

The last task Lan Qi had given her was to take the Great Poet of Love to the functional area to reward her on his behalf.

It was called taking the Great Poet of Love out to play, but in reality, it was entrusting Hyperion to keep an eye on this demon with such uncontrollable abilities.

"Haha, watch me spend all his magic power and have a blast!"

The Great Poet of Love happily jumped up and down, doing a ballet dance.

Lan Qi had promised her that after helping him with this matter, he would let her enjoy a period of freedom like the wind.

And Lan Qi had truthfully fulfilled his promise.

However, it was probably because Lan Qi didn't dare to release her in the real world, so he took advantage of this shadow world that had already been cleared to let her have a good time and let off some steam.

"Where do you want to go?"

Hyperion leaned closer and asked, looking at the map in the Great Poet of Love's hand.

She knew that epic-level summons like the Great Poet of Love would have unique consciousness and personalities.

But she didn't know what kind of creepy things a pure demon with such a terrible personality as the Great Poet of Love would like the most.

"Let's go to the Demon King's Awarded Restaurant to buy something to eat first, then I want to go to the Demon World Plant Cultivation Garden to take a look."

The Great Poet of Love happily stepped forward, already unable to wait.

Hyperion tilted her head in confusion.

Could it be that this gray-haired succubus's favorite thing was flowers and plants?

(End of this chapter)