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If she keeps changing identities in the maze of Purgatory Corridor and is searched and surrounded, she will be caught sooner or later. The exit of Purgatory Corridor Academy must have been blocked.
But don't panic, this is her home ground. Even if an eighth-level person wants to play hide-and-seek with her in the corridor, it will be difficult to catch her in a short time.
Hyperion told herself.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The silence in the examination room became increasingly suffocating for the demon candidates.
Suddenly, the door of the classroom was roughly pushed open, and several demon officers in black military coats walked in one after another. They exuded a fierce magical power and their eyes were as cold as knives.
The leading officer walked straight up to the examiner without saying a word and whispered something.
The examiner's face instantly became more shocked. He nodded vigorously and turned to face the whole classroom.
At this time, even the examiner did not notice that the young female candidate in one seat had disappeared.
……
The top floor of Purgatory Corridor Academy.
The heavy oak door made a low creaking sound when it was gently pulled. The sound had been polished by time to be very gentle, and then the door of the principal's office closed automatically.
"Princess... you didn't expect me to come here in person, did you? I really love you enough to come all the way from the Demon King's Castle just for you."
Lord Blasphemy Merogas pushed open the heavy oak door, walked into this historic office, and said with a smile.
Her appearance brought an eerie chill, lowering the temperature of the entire space by several degrees.
Lysandra followed behind Merogas tremblingly, her face as pale as paper and her eyes full of awe and anxiety.
As a young and weak demon secretary, she instinctively felt the terrifying aura of the great demon in front of her.
This is the principal's office of Purgatory Corridor Academy. The old chandelier under the high ceiling is emitting soft light, which is reflected on the dark brown wooden floor.
Opposite the marble fireplace, there are comfortable office chairs and a wide long brown wooden table. The cover of the magic book on the table has been washed away by time, and the edges are slightly warped.
Outside the window decorated with a large wooden frame, the starlight from the devil's world spilled into the room, overlapping with the lights to form a ray of light.
There is a soft woven armchair next to the square coffee table by the window, which gives it a leisurely feeling of retirement home.
This forbidden room will not hinder or harm students, but it is physically difficult to unlock or push it open.
"Is this the principal's office?"
Merogas looked around the principal's office, scanning every corner, and finally stopped at the overly conspicuous swimming pool.
Before she came, she had never thought that the principal's office would be so spacious, let alone that there would be a swimming pool in the principal's office.
"Yes, sir, this is the place of highest authority in our school. This is the only place suitable for you to rest and wait."
Lisandra nodded quickly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's.
In order to stabilize Merogas and buy time for the princess to hide, Lysandra had taken Merogas for several more walks.
“What a boring place.”
Merogas snorted coldly, and she slowly walked towards the wide brown wooden table, her slender fingers gently stroking the tabletop, as if she was feeling the traces of time.
She picked up the tattered magic book on the table, flipped through a few pages, and threw it aside.
"That's what you said."
Lisandra's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She didn't dare to answer. She could only lower her head and let Melogas look around the principal's office at will.
"But this pool is quite interesting."
Melogas walked to the window, and the starlight from the demon world shone on her pale face, reflecting a morbid beauty.
She leaned aside and looked at the swimming pool with interest.
Do you think students are allowed to swim in the principal's office on a regular basis?
Can play.
I am a little curious about who decided to build this swimming pool.
Maybe I really like this kind of neurosis.
"It is said that he was the former acting principal of the Glowing Demon, the first fake principal in the history of Purgatory Corridor Academy. However, he was loved and supported by many demons. To commemorate his contribution, the school placed his portrait in the corridor..."
Lysandra tried her best to find a topic.
"Why did you take me for a few more laps just now?"
Lord Blasphemy Merogas suddenly asked.
interrupted Lysandra's narration.
"Sir, I have only been working here for a few years, and I often get lost. I am really sorry!"
Lysandra's body trembled and she quickly answered.
"I see... I heard that you have a good relationship with Princess Hyperion."
Merogas nodded with satisfaction, his misty purple eyes staring straight at Lysandra, as if he could see through her soul.
She spoke only half of her sentences, as if teasing Lysandra.
"Her Royal Highness the Princess and I haven't been in touch for many years."
Lisandra felt a chill running up her spine. She lowered her head tremblingly, not daring to look directly into Merogas' eyes. She tried her best to steady her mind that was about to collapse under the magic sound, and to hold back her tears.
The moment she saw Lord Blasphemy's expression, Lysandra basically understood.
Blasphemy Lord knows everything.
She just thought it was fun to play with herself and slowly savor her own fear.
"Very good. You are such a strong and kind child. Even in this situation, you are unwilling to betray the princess."
Merogas smiled with satisfaction. She sat gracefully on the soft principal's chair, the scorpion tail behind her swaying gently, as if admiring Lysandra's ugly appearance.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. You are the princess' friend. I think the princess must want to take you back to the Demon King's Castle."
Melogas sat firmly, with one hand on the armrest.
"Now, pour me a cup of tea."
She ordered, her tone full of unquestionable authority.
"Yes……"
Lysandra hurried to the tea table, her legs weak and her shaking hands barely able to hold the teapot.
She carefully poured a cup of steaming Pascual tea for Melogas and handed it to him tremblingly.
Merogas took the teacup, took a sip, and shifted his gaze from the demonic night sky outside the window to Lysandra's face.
"If I completely destroy you and let Hyperion see you losing all your mind because of me, what kind of expression will she show?"
She slowly reached out and placed her hand against Lysandra's cheek, a friendly smile forming on her lips.
"..."
Lysandra stood aside, not daring to speak or move.
Her tears finally overflowed.
"How about this, if you are willing to do what I ask, and you persist for a while without losing your will, I will go to find the princess in person later, how about that?"
Lord Blasphemy slowly moved his hand down and touched Lisandra's buttons.
"it is good……"
Lysandra's lips trembled as she agreed to the blasphemy.
She knew that something terrible was going to happen today.
And in order to keep his promise to the princess, he could only stand aside silently, allowing the Lord of Blasphemy to manipulate him, enduring the evil desires of this great demon, his heart filled with despair and helplessness.
Just when Lysandra was already feeling hopeless.
creak.
The door of the principal's office was pushed open.
Merogas stopped and looked at the guy who had the tactlessness to come to the principal's office at this time in confusion.
His outfit was strange, a long black winter coat with formal clothes underneath, but he also had a silver mask on his waist. I wonder where this custom came from.
Their race is the Phantom Demon Clan. Like Kaliela, they were born with light silver hair and magical powers that are full of illusion.
That silver-white mask was obviously not of the style of a demonic mask. Even when viewed from the side, it looked more like a religious style of humans, with soft lines, a tranquil expression, and a compassionate look between its eyebrows.
Are you going to attend a masquerade ball?
Melogas couldn't help but wonder.
If I take off this mask from my waist and put it on, I can participate in the masquerade in the demon world without any sense of incongruity.
Moreover, Merogas felt that this mask had a faint sense of déjà vu, but he could not remember where he had seen it before.
"...!"
The moment Lysandra saw the other person, she felt relieved, as if she had found a savior.
This principal gave her the same feeling as Kaliela, almost like a relative of Kaliela.
It was obviously the new demon principal appointed by Kaliela!
But the bad news is that Lord of Blasphemy Merogas is here.
I don't know whether the Phantom Demon Clan will be willing to take care of me and interfere in Blasphemy Lord's entertainment projects.
dong dong.
Lanqi knocked on the door of the principal's office with his knuckles, signaling the two demon ladies in the principal's office to pay attention to him.
He was slightly surprised and didn't understand why there were two demons in his office.
"Miss, that seat doesn't belong to you, could you please move?"
Lanci moved his fingertips toward the principal's seat and spoke to Lord Blasphemy Merogas.