HBWnovel Chapter 83 - 74: The Correct Usage of the Great Love Poet_1
Chapter 83 - 74: The Correct Usage of the Great Love Poet_1
The Demon World, the Territory of Hell.
After a full night of flying and turbulence, the Guard Squad of the inspection office that controls the flying dragon in the Demon World finally reached their destination at midnight—
Purgatory Corridor Academy.
It can be called one of the top schools in the Demon World. Meanwhile, its location in the Territory of Hell also hosts the Nine Tiers Prison of Demon World that intimidates all demons.
After going through the check at the outer perimeter of the academy, the area beyond is a restricted zone for foreign magical beasts.
The flying dragon of the Demon Legion circled in the air before finally landing steadily on a vast open area.
The demon officers jumped down from the flying dragon one after another. They surveyed the surroundings and, upon ensuring that there was no danger, a figure finally descended unhurriedly from the steps laid down from the flying dragon.
His pace was laid-back and his noble aura seemed to dominate the deep night.
The road that stretched before him like a bridge was paved with dark grey bricks, like a gigantic python showing the way. If followed, it led straight to the entrance of the Purgatory Corridor Academy.
The starlight in the night sky intertwined with the unique red glow of the purgatory, reflecting off each other and adding a hint of mysticism to this dark environment.
Under the leadership of the officers of the Guard Squad, they continued along the road. The hot breath emanating from the Territory of Hell seemed to make the air especially heavy, and from a distance, the massive main gate of the academy was finally slowly opening, as if warmly welcoming the arrival of the Blood Clan Messenger.
This Blood Clan Messenger did not hide his unique magic fluctuation. In his crimson eyes, it seemed as if a power named truth was hidden, deep and mysterious. He strolled along the road with ease, his elegant noble dress was dark and refined, his temperament cold and solemn.
During the journey, the officer following the Blood Clan messenger, who was responsible for cooperating with the Blood Clan for the inspection, seeing that they were about to meet with the school authorities, finally gathered his courage to confirm the Blood Clan’s disposition for the first time.
He lowered his voice and asked:
"Baron Sanchez, would you like us to first seize the initiative with the use of force?"
Before they departed, the higher-ups of the guard office had instructed them to prioritize the satisfaction of the Blood Clan without considering the obstacles of the school administration.
Of course, the orders from above were flexible and whether they needed to be executed would ultimately depend on the disposition of the Blood Clan Messenger.
Baron Sanchez of the Blood Clan gave a simple answer.
"Understood."
The officer behind him understood Sanchez’s meaning and responded confidently.
"Esteemed envoy of the Blood Clan, Baron Sanchez, welcome to Purgatory Corridor Academy."
The acting principal of the Demon Academy who was there to welcome the Blood Clan Messenger, looked at the approaching Blood Clan Messenger with a smiling face, her posture elegant, and bowed slightly. Behind her stood the vice-principal along with other high-ranking members.
Baron Sanchez’s glowing reddish pupils, resembling a living creature, locked onto the academy’s principal as if wanting to see through her soul and origin. His gaze also extended to other high-level members of the academy, scrutinizing them.
Even though it’s highly unlikely that humans could infiltrate the teaching staff of the Demon Academy, or even make it to the top, out of absolute caution, an inspection is still needed.
Soon, his eyes returned to normal.
The result was, there was no problem.
None of the teachers from the Demon Academy had a problem.
Although the principal is very, very weak,
Without a doubt, she is a genuine upper-level demon, noble and mysterious.
"Is Baron Sanchez doubting whether I am a human in disguise?"
The acting principal of the school, wearing a crimson dress, lifted her hand and stroke her grey hair, asking the envoy of the Blood Clan meaningfully.
The female tyrant of the Demon Race who had questioned Blood Clan Messenger Sanchez froze for a short moment.
Just hearing her gentle voice made him feel slightly moved, as if this attractive grey-haired demon was the incarnation of charm and beauty.
Immediately, Sanchez quickly drew back his Blood Clan Authority and did not continue to stare at her.
"Not at all, you must be from a noble family, a respected upper-level of the Demon Race."
Baron Sanchez slightly bowed and said,
"I must be cautious for the sake of my work, if there was any offence, please understand."
"..."
The grey-haired tyrant remained silent with a smile, her eyes as tranquil as the rippling water surface. A hint of cunning joy appeared at the corners of her mouth.
She was not Lanci.
Instead, she was the Great Love Poet who was in synergy with Lanci. She stood in for Lanci who was now in her office, coming forward to welcome the Blood Clan Messenger.