Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 1094 - 778: Blasphemy Lord’s Interest in Lanci_2

"Can’t you feel that I can control your life at any time?"

Blasphemous Lord bent down slightly and continued speaking.

It was quite impressive for a member of the Demon Race to maintain composure in her presence.

"Your desire to kill stems from lust, seeking pleasure through these extreme acts... and right now, you are exploring just how much joy killing me could bring you. Until you figure that out, you won’t make a move."

Lanci picked up an ancient tome from the table, greeted it like an old friend, and started flipping through it.

"Don’t act like you know everything."

The tip of Blasphemous Lord’s Scorpion Tail Needle instantly pressed against the back of Lanci’s neck, its silvery glow less than a millimeter from his skin.

"Aren’t you afraid I might actually make a move?"

Blasphemous Lord spoke in a disjointed manner, warning the Phantom Demon as if she disliked anyone seeing through her thoughts.

This male demon’s face and demeanor were very satisfying to her, and considering him as a male version of Calila, something inside her mind and body started to stir.

His eyes seemed to possess a purity similar to that of a princess, unsullied despite emerging from mud, a nobility that was meant to be admired from a distance and not disdainfully played with, perhaps even surpassing the princess in purity to the point that Blasphemous Lord found it somewhat unclear.

If possible, she really didn’t want to kill this fellow so quickly.

She wanted to further explore whether this guy could truly understand her love.

"If you really wanted to make a move, you wouldn’t be talking to me this much."

Lanci flipped through the book, paying no heed to Blasphemous Lord’s presence.

"..."

Blasphemous Lord seemed to be confirming whether this guy really wasn’t afraid.

Not until she clearly heard his heartbeat without even a slight acceleration.

She gradually lowered her dangling Scorpion Tail, feigning a stretch behind Lanci.

"Interesting, we’ll chat more when I return."

Blasphemous Lord seemed to have found a very intriguing person.

Much more interesting than the princess.

She decided to accelerate the pace of the game.

First, she would capture the princess, this little appetizer, and then come back to play with this fellow.

Melogas stepped out of the Principal’s Office door, not forgetting to glance back at the Phantom Demon Principal, who was supporting a book spine with one hand.

The door of the Principal’s Office slammed shut.

Lisandra let out a long sigh of relief, clutching her chest as her tension eased.

Originally, she was immensely worried that this new principal would provoke Blasphemous Lord, causing him to resign shortly after appointment and Blasphemous Lord would then vent her anger on her, the humble secretary, and continue what Blasphemous Lord had left unfinished.

Fortunately, this new principal was more composed than expected.

"Principal, thank you very much for getting me out of that situation."

Lisandra restored her professional decorum and bowed before the principal’s desk.

"It’s no big deal, it’s my responsibility."

Lanci’s gaze still lingered on the book he hadn’t finished last time.

At the end of his initial stint at the Shadow World Purgatory Corridor Academy, he was reading this book.

Until the time limit ended, he still had a few pages left.

Now he could finally enjoy his own Principal’s Office.

As a Martial Artist, Siegler’s ability to perceive aura was remarkably strong.

Lanci returned to his seat.

Seeing the Principal return.

"Um, Principal..."

Lisandra across the table seemed anxious and unstable, constantly shifting her feet.

She seemed to have something to say.

"What’s going on with the school now?"

Lanci proactively asked.

"Blasphemous Lord Melogast wants to capture Princess Xiu Bailian in the school, that’s why there’s so much commotion. Could you please help the Princess?"

Lisandra tightly closed her eyes, pleading in her tone.

The new Principal logically had no need to oppose the Blasphemous Lord nor reason to help Princess Xiu Bailian.

He could only gamble that he was a relative of Lord Calila and would, for Lord Calila’s sake, be willing to help Princess Xiu Bailian.

"!"

Lanci seemed to instantly understand why the atmosphere in the school was so oppressive; on his way to the Principal’s Office, he had seen neither students nor teachers.

"Stay here in the Principal’s Office to hide, I’ll go stop the Blasphemous Lord."

He immediately rose and walked briskly towards the door.

"She is very dangerous, even if you can control the Corridor Academy’s Barrier. After becoming Regent, she could quickly break through to Ninth-Order with the Power of Faith; currently, she is definitely at the peak state of Eighth-Order! And she also has the suppression effect of the Six-Seal Great Demon Tribe on other demons."

Lisandra followed behind, expressing her surprise mixed with concerns to the new Principal.

The new Principal might not know how strong he was, but there was no demon in the Demon World who could be a match for the Blasphemous Lord Melogast.

Controlling both the Princess and the power was essential for the Blasphemous Lord Melogast to continuously obtain the Power of Faith.

The Blasphemous Lord, even though somewhat friendly to the new Principal, would not discuss such matters amiably.

"Peak of Eighth Rank?"

Lanci heard Lisandra’s words, his pace unslowed.

That’s probably level 89.

Probably stronger than the Cardinal Bishops.

"So you..."

"Lisandra, it’s me, I’m back."

Lanci didn’t let Lisandra finish her sentence; instead, he turned his head towards her.

His look of understanding and acceptance was extraordinarily warm, as if in the multitude of souls, only she earned his respect.

His voice also reverted to the once familiar Rocky McCarthy who had driven Lisandra along the coast of Naikarisu Bay.

"McCarthy?!"

Lisandra’s eyelashes trembled, her gaze slightly dazed.

Her body shivered slightly, stopping her steps.

Her eyes welled up with tears.

She then nodded vigorously, following the new Principal’s instruction and ran back to the Principal’s Office.

If it were this guy, if it were him.

He could surely rescue the Princess from any peril.