Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1088 - 776 Hyperion’s Purgatory Corridor Academy Season 2_2

No Demon Race knew where the Fallen Queen had disappeared to.

But Lisandra knew that Calila likely came to Purgatory Corridor Academy and, after her death, became Fallen Wonderland to protect a certain place within the school.

She seemed to be waiting for someone, yet she was unable to wait any longer, only able to wait in this manner.

Since the last time Lisandra saw Calila, she suspected that Calila was barely hanging on, and through her visage of Fallen Heaven, one could feel her weariness and resolve.

It wasn’t until Calila completely vanished that the ominous premonition in Lisandra’s heart grew stronger.

And hearing Blasphemous Lord Melogast’s governing proclamation finally sent a chill through Lisandra’s heart.

...

Minutes blinked by.

The school leaders from the Demon Race all left the meeting room one after another.

The top corridor of Purgatory Corridor Academy was classical and ornate, dimly lit, full of the aroma of ancient wood, imbued with magic power from deep within time, with the end of the distant path always seeming to be swallowed by darkness, accompanied by mysteries that no demon had ever unlocked.

Lisandra finished the meeting and walked out, visibly tired.

She carried a thin folder in one hand, alone on the corridor.

The floor, tiled with dark marble and inlaid with golden patterns, was covered with a carpet featuring Demon Flower patterns, while the walls, every few steps, displayed portraits and mirrors as if watching over the students on the path.

Among them was even a portrait of a prankish Radiant Demon.

This always made Lisandra stop in her tracks with a curious expression, unable to help looking a few more times, remembering Mr. McCarthy, also a Radiant Demon whom she met in the Demon King’s Castle Necaris, and then she would remember the Princess.

"Princess... are you okay?"

Years ago, an incident occurred where a Demon impersonated the acting chancellor, but ironically, this fake chancellor helped the school through a crisis and saved many staff members, making him quite popular among the school’s staff.

When he possessed the capability, even without the proper rules and licenses, he was considered even better than the real deal.

This became a bizarre yet delightful tale.

But this time, the vice-chancellor emphasized not to allow such blunders again.

Fallen Lord Calila might have been more lenient with them, able to handle matters well. She might turn a blind eye; however, Blasphemous Lord Melogast, still consolidating her reign, would definitely make an example out of someone. Her ruthless and unhinged nature meant she resorted to killing when problems arose.

Suddenly.

Lisandra walked.

She felt footsteps emerging behind her.

The person seemed particularly skilled at Concealment, clearly able to get even closer to her, letting her unaware of the impending danger. But the person deliberately dispelled the Concealment just to let her be at ease and not startle her too much later on.

Lisandra instinctively sensed the familiar magic power; she knew instantly who was behind her.

"...!"

Lisandra hadn’t yet spoken when she was silenced, and a fair hand covered her mouth.

Her eyes widened as she felt a softness from behind and the effortless grip of the wrist and she slowly nodded.

The Demon behind her gradually let her go.

Lisandra turned around.

And there she saw a tall and beautiful black-haired Demon she’d never seen before, cradling a small grey cat in her arms.