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At this moment, in Merogas' eyes, the starlight of purgatory made Lanqi's figure dim. He seemed to be standing on the other side of hell, extending an olive branch to her.
"So hurry back to the Demon King's Castle. This is your responsibility. If you can take over the Demon Realm after the disappearance of Kaliela and manage it in an orderly manner and actively develop post-war recovery, I think you will be an excellent Demon King, Merogaz."
Lanci put the mask back on his waist and gave Merogas a smile that was hard to find in a soulmate.
"it is good……"
Melogas couldn't help but hug her plump chest tightly.
She was definitely not likable to humans or demons.
However, she never dared to dream that such a day would come.
At this moment, she knew what was going on with the heat burning in her heart.
It was like a smoldering fire that suddenly turned red hot.
It seemed as if her whole life was just to hear these words: "I agree with everything about you."
Merogas's eyes no longer contained so much aggression and anger. Instead, he stood firm, wiped his tears, looked firmly towards the night sky of the Demon King's Castle, and floated away.
"Pope, you must stay alive and well and wait for me to kill you. One day I will be strong enough to kill you! Kill you three thousand times!"
She finally couldn't help herself and turned around and shouted to the silver-masked figure.
Then he disappeared.
Chapter 782: Hyperion's Review after Twelve Years
Night fell over Purgatory Corridor Academy, and the silence of the school building was only broken by the occasional sound of wind.
After Lanqi took over the position of principal, it only took him an hour to complete the follow-up work of the turmoil.
All the officers of the Demon King's Army's Special Search Force were also sent away, but Lanqi entrusted them to help repair the damaged buildings of the school.
Although the school leaders of Purgatory Corridor Academy seemed curious about this particularly friendly principal, it was too late, so they did not ask too many questions and went to rest as instructed.
The clock hands were almost pointing to four in the morning.
There were cheerful conversations coming from the corridor outside the principal's room on the top floor corridor.
"This school is still the same. The vice-principal hasn't changed at all."
The heavy oak door was pushed open, and a group of people walked in, talking and laughing.
Leading the way was a tall male from the Phantom Demon Clan, with a nostalgic smile on his face.
"As soon as you opened your mouth, the vice-principal seemed to recognize you, but he didn't dare to confirm it. After all, you were the fake principal last time, and you are the real principal this time."
Hyperion stayed by Lanqi's side like a secretary.
Lanqi's principal's style is very recognizable.
She also saw many demons among the teachers that she had first seen in the movie world.
As soon as I walked into the principal's office, the air instantly became warm.
The dim light reflected on the dark brown wooden floor, and the demonic charcoal in the marble fireplace was burning quietly and crackling.
"Yes, everything here makes people feel familiar and kind, as if time has gone back to the past."
Lanqi walked to the wide brown wooden table and gently brushed his fingers across the table, feeling its ancient texture.
"This principal's office is really nice. It looks just like what I saw in my dream."
After Talia led Sigra into the principal's office, she immediately came to the window.
She thought the small round table and armchair by the window were very nice, and the night sky of the demon world outside the window was more dazzling and starry than that of the human world.
To be honest, she really wanted this room.
I remember when I was making cards with Ranchi in Huadu, I was affected by the magic power bursting out in the final stage of [Kaliera's Shadow Weaving Record] and fell into a dream. In a trance, I saw a similar principal's office.
"Caliera, I won't get lost."
Sigra, still being led, said to Calliela.
She felt that this Purgatory Corridor Academy would be a nightmare unless she simply broke through the wall and crossed it.
I was following the Son of God in the corridor earlier, but I couldn’t see him for some unknown reason.
This time, in order to prevent her from getting lost, Kaliela personally held her hand and took her into the principal's office.
Only then did Calliera feel relieved.
Although Sieglie was very grateful for Kaliela's meticulous care, she still felt a little embarrassed as if she was being treated like a child.
"okay."
Talia let go.
She was so worried that Sieglie might suddenly disappear in the corridor again.
Unlike Lanqi's careless father, she is a very responsible mother.
"Why is there a swimming pool in the principal's office? I like it."
The moment Sieglie was released, she ran to the far end and looked at the water.
The water in the pool on one side of the principal's office glows with a soft blue light under the light, like a pure sapphire.
"I just want to say that I renovated this principal's office to be suitable for all ages."
Lanqi exclaimed proudly.
"..."
Talia and Sigra both looked at Lanci at the same time.
They all thought this guy deserved to die.
When the principal's office became silent.
There was a knock on the door.
"Mr. McCarthy, I have already arranged for your luggage to be stored in the school. The rooms are in the rest area, which is relatively close to the corridor of the Demon King's Royal Restaurant. If you need a guide later, please feel free to contact me."
Lysandra knocked on the door and saluted Lanqi.
"Okay, Lysandra."
Ranchi thanks her.
Before Lanqi could take the room card from Lisandra, he stopped.
Because Hyperion couldn't wait to talk to Lysandra.
Their relationship was very good in the Demon King's Castle Nakaris.
Lanqi did not sit back in his office chair, but walked to the sofa in the rest area of the principal's office and leaned against it.
It was no longer working hours, he didn't need to work, and Lisandra didn't need to keep up the appearance of working, now they were just friends.
"Lysandra, thank you!"
Hyperion took Lysandra's hand and spoke to her sincerely.
It was hard for her to imagine how much risk Lysandra had taken in the past few days in order to cooperate with her from inside and outside. She might even be visited by the Lord of Blasphemy himself tonight.
With such a close friend, I just want Hyperion to stay in this era.
"Princess, I'm glad you're safe."
Lysandra breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though she was hiding in the safest principal's office of Purgatory Corridor Academy, she could still feel the tremors of the Purgatory outside the school. She was extremely scared.
Fortunately, it was McCarthy who came back, which means McCarthy won again.
but.
What really surprised Lysandra was that she saw the supreme fantasy demon woman who ruled the demon world again.
"Lord Kaliela..."
Lysandra looked at the hazy yet beautiful figure at the window of the principal's office, her mind full of emotions, not knowing what to say.
"Ahem, yes, I'm back, kid."
Talia was a little uncomfortable for a moment being respected by the demons, so she regained her dignified attitude, turned around and answered.
"..."
The cat boss in the shadow poked his head out and looked at Tata.
It feels like Tata has become more and more abstract since he has been with Ranchi for a long time.
Talia hesitated for a moment, walked up to the timid Lysandra, and touched the headmaster's secretary's head.
"You did great, Lysandra."
Talia slowly withdrew her hand.
She wasn't sure if the real Kaliela would do this, but she felt that the young demon child needed some care.
"Lord Kaliela...?"
Lysandra shrank her neck and hugged her head in surprise, looking at the Falling Lord.
The great demon Kaliela, who had always been far away and untouchable, was actually so kind to her like a mother.
"I am no longer the regent of the demon world, so you don't have to be so reserved with me. You don't need to use honorifics."
Talia said very casually.
She was used to giving up her position and facing the facts.
There is no need to let go of yesterday’s old dreams, nor to worry too much about the future. What is important is the present.
"Is this like this?"
Lysandra was still a little flattered.
She, who originally had excellent business skills, has become a little unspeakable.