Chapter 127 The Special Envoy

In the art classroom, the light falling on Lan Qi seemed to become brighter, as if after a long period of gloom, the sun was finally shining.

As the radiant demon, Lan Qi at this moment seemed like a true savior, his figure so dazzling.

Professor Mogut lowered his head slightly, showing respect to Lan Qi.

The appearance of the special envoy meant that the academy was saved.

The entire classroom became quiet and solemn in this short period, with only the ticking of the clock audible.

Finally, Lan Qi spoke again:

"Take me to see the vice-principal, I will help you deal with the vampire envoy."

"Yes."

Professor Mogut's reply was serious and solemn.

Then, his eyes narrowed slightly as he turned to Hyperion.

"What about her..."

Professor Mogut felt that Hyperion knew too much.

Now that the special envoy had appeared.

Then their teachers didn't necessarily have to strictly enforce the academy's rules.

Everything would prioritize the academy getting through the vampire envoy's difficult situation.

"The Demon King instructed me that if I find any talented students at the school, I can bring them back to the royal city. This is also another one of my tasks. Don't ask too much about the specifics. In short, there's no need to worry. Just treat her as a colleague I'm currently training."

Lan Qi glanced at Hyperion and said indifferently.

"Understood."

Professor Mogut nodded quickly, somewhat understanding why the special envoy had been lurking for so long.

He also didn't dare to do anything that might offend this woman.

Whether Lan Qi's statement about "another task" was true or false, those who understood would understand, and it wasn't something a professor like him should inquire about.

"Please come with me, I'll take you to an emergency meeting of the academy's senior management."

Professor Mogut walked to the classroom door without delay, needing to take this special envoy to see the vice-principal as soon as possible.

"Okay."

Lan Qi put his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.

He had the air of a leader coming to inspect a subordinate unit.

He knew that it seemed he wouldn't need to attend the fourth class.

...

In the dark stone corridor, Bachelor anxiously stared at the wooden door of the art classroom.

Finally, when he heard a crisp sound of a door lock coming from inside the art classroom, his body froze immediately.

Looking up, he saw a familiar figure walking out of the door.

It was Lan Qi, as calm and composed as ever, as if he had just finished a relaxing afternoon chat rather than a serious class.

Professor Mogut's gaze swept over Bachelor, the invisible coldness seemingly substantial, causing Bachelor's body to feel a deep chill.

Bachelor never thought that one day he could be so close to the school's senior leadership.

"S-Sir..."

Just as Bachelor was about to open his mouth to call out to Lan Qi, suddenly, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, as if he had been instantly plunged into a deep ice cave.

This was the killing intent emanating from Professor Mogut, seemingly unable to tolerate any offense from a small character like Bachelor towards Lan Qi, or even slightly delaying their time.

However, faced with such a scene, Lan Qi did not show any emotion, but smiled gently, leisurely raising his hand, using his actions to indicate to Professor Mogut "no need to be so nervous."

Then, in Bachelor's unbelievable gaze, Professor Mogut actually followed Lan Qi's intention and restrained all hostility!

"Bachelor, go to class properly, I have to do my job next."

Lan Qi, as if the game was over, patted Bachelor's shoulder lightly as he passed by him, bidding him farewell.

"I..."

Bachelor's brain raced, seemingly able to understand, but unable to accept this terrible fact for a moment.

He had long known that this radiant demon was extraordinary, but he did not expect that his true identity and status were even far above that of a senior professor!

Ding.

At the moment when Bachelor didn't know how to talk to Lan Qi, he heard a crisp sound, only to see Lan Qi throwing him a credit coin as he left.

Bachelor quickly caught it.

"Thank you!"

After Lan Qi's figure disappeared into the depths of the corridor, Bachelor slowly straightened up.

He secretly lowered his head, opened his palm, and looked at the credit coin in his hand.

There, quietly lying a strange style of credit coin that he had never seen before.

Its existence was like a dreamlike reality, causing Bachelor's snake pupils to tremble uncontrollably, as if the blood in his whole body was boiling.

It was a legendary 10-credit coin.

Bachelor stood there absentmindedly, unable to calm the restlessness in his heart for a long time.

Until dozens of seconds passed, Bachelor tightly pinched the 10-credit coin.

"I also want...to become a strong person who can dominate other demons..."

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

...

Half an hour later.

In the late-night Ekelyte Academy, Gera Memorial Square glowed with a shimmering white light.

The time on the clock tower had already pointed to half past midnight.

However, this time did not make the square quiet.

On the contrary, the open-air giant screen was still quite lively, and an atmosphere of expectation and joy filled the air.

Students who decided to stay up all night had already carried their blankets and found their seats on the steps of the square.

Many people held a cup of hot coffee to drive away the cold of the night. Some students were even picnicking, with wooden wine boxes next to them, and the charcoal fire on the grill on the steps was strong, and the roasted meat and vegetables exuded an aroma that made people drool in the late night.

Under the illumination of the street lights in the distance, a figure walked slowly, looking towards the open-air giant screen in the square.

Her gray hair had been braided into braids, and she wore a pair of plain glasses, looking quiet and dignified.

This was Talia in a carefully disguised form.

Originally, she looked as cold as ice, but now she had a bit more of the temperament of a lonely literary girl.

Now she looked even more different from the Great Poet of Love. In the dim midnight light, it was almost impossible for anyone to find the similarity between her and the Great Poet of Love.

She was holding a box of roasted chicken with crispy skin and tender meat drizzled with fragrant sauce, and occasionally picked up a skewer and gently delivered a piece to her mouth, then slowly chewing, as if forgetting the fatigue of most of the night.

A dozen minutes ago, she remembered the ancient demon world shadow world she saw in the afternoon, tossing and turning in bed, unable to fall asleep, and just felt a little hungry, so she went out and came to Ekelyte Academy again.

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

"Mi Qing Cai San!"

From time to time, there were discussions and cheers from the square.

Like staying up late watching some annual finals.

"How wonderful can it be...isn't it just that guy Lan Qi taking exams and classes?"

Talia muttered to herself in confusion.

(End of this chapter)