Chapter 10 The Spoils of War

An hour and a half slipped by unnoticed.

In the demon king's privately commissioned restaurant, the lights shone like a dream in the darkness, exuding a noble and unique magic.

Accompanied by the delicate melodies of the restaurant's instruments, Lan Qi and Hyperion finished their dinner.

The two reluctantly left the restaurant, as if leaving a dream and returning to reality.

Although Hyperion had also inadvertently become intoxicated with the atmosphere of the demon world,

it wasn't until she walked out of the glass door of the restaurant that she realized this premonition of bloodline awakening made her feel another step further away from humanity.

In the empty corridor,

Lan Qi walked ahead, as if strolling.

Hyperion dragged the coffin-like gift box behind him.

On both sides of the corridor were magnificent skylights, through which every star in the demon world's sky could be seen clearly.

The starlight sprinkled down, making this slightly angled corridor seem like a crystal sky bridge connecting the stars and the earth.

Although the scene was beautiful, the two figures in the scene were also outrageous.

Inside the coffin-like gift box, the silver-haired demon lay quietly.

His presence was like a cold gemstone, bestowed with a noble resting place.

The corridor, illuminated by the lights and starlight, reflected a tranquil glow like a mirror.

This corridor would extend all the way to the teaching area, which was their next destination.

Although they still had to wait for a while before the corridor would be connected to the teaching area again, this kind of waiting was a rare enjoyment for them.

In such a corridor, they could leisurely admire the demon world's starry sky, which could not be seen in the mortal realm.

Lan Qi and Hyperion had no intention of going to other functional area corridors for the time being.

Because if they ran around, their navigation demon, Batchelor, might not be able to find them during the next break.

Hyperion placed the silver-haired demon's coffin at the end of the corridor.

This place seemed particularly quiet compared to other parts of the corridor, with only the gentle glow of the demon world's starry sky sprinkling around.

The two sat down side by side and began to count their spoils.

A simple search yielded a large number of credit coins.

"A great harvest! Good people really are rewarded!"

Lan Qi said with delight.

It seemed they could have a good time in the functional area before returning to the mortal realm.

"Yes, yes."

Hyperion listened to his words, the corners of her mouth curling up helplessly, and responded softly.

She always felt that sometimes following Lan Qi, she had a kind of helpless feeling of bringing a child.

After thoroughly searching the silver-haired demon's estate,

Lan Qi and Hyperion's expressions gradually became a little surprised.

"No, this guy is way too rich..."

It wasn't until they carefully looked at the credit coins they had found that they realized,

the credit coins on the silver-haired demon were all in units of 10!

The black gold credit coins marked with special symbols seemed to twinkle under the starlight. Each of these credit coins could be exchanged for 10 ordinary credit coins, or directly used as 10 credit coins.

In other words, the silver-haired demon's credit coins were actually ten times more than Lan Qi initially thought when he started searching.

Lan Qi's gaze turned to another item found in the silver-haired demon's inner pocket.

It was a black seal engraved with complex patterns, the seal's outer shell was like a piece of jet-black jade, smooth and cold.

"..."

Lan Qi tried to understand if this was a magical item, but even Lan Qi found it difficult to discern its actual purpose.

He finally looked at the certificate from the silver-haired demon's body, his eyes becoming even more puzzled.

"Why doesn't he have a student ID, but instead... a Demon King's City certificate?"

Lan Qi's murmured voice echoed in the empty corridor, stirring up ripples in the calm air.

...

At the same time, on the other side,

in the conference room on the top floor of the Purgatory Corridor Academy, the walls were entirely deep purple, and dense, ancient carvings reflected a strong mythological atmosphere.

The tall dome sprinkled faint starlight, projecting moonlight and stardust into every corner of the conference room.

A huge round table was in the center, surrounded by several senior professors, each of whose faces was filled with worry and seriousness.

Their figures were faintly visible in the dim starlight. Accompanied by a sense of oppression, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and even the slightest sound could produce a strong tremor here.

The vice-principal sat in the main seat, his brow furrowed, saying nothing.

He glanced around at every professor in the conference room and said in a deep voice:

"Professors, the special envoy sent by Demon King's City should arrive at our school in the next few days."

"But according to the principal, this special envoy is very good at playing roles and lurking. It is possible that he will disguise himself as a student or teacher and directly enter the school to observe and investigate."

"During the principal's absence, we must continue to strictly abide by the rules and never accidentally offend the special envoy of Lord Demon King."

As soon as the vice-principal finished speaking, the other professors nodded, but remained silent.

They knew that what was really making the vice-principal feel anxious was not this special envoy from Demon King's City,

but another, even more troublesome guy who was about to come to the school—the blood clan envoy.

The vice-principal rubbed his forehead with his palm, looking very tired. The breath exhaled from his mouth was like a thin winter mist, instantly absorbed by the air.

He raised his head, his eyes looking forward, his tone powerless, as if talking to himself, and as if seeking answers from the professors:

"The pressure from the Demon World Education Department is too great. The blood clan envoy is about to arrive at Purgatory City. If the blood clan envoy finds out that there are indeed humans mixed into our school, then we will be in big trouble for violating the North-South Treaty."

The North-South Treaty, also known as the "Blood Clan and Demon Clan Non-Interference Treaty."

In this chaotic world, the southern blood clan dominates, and the emperors of many human kingdoms are servants of the blood clan.

The northern demon clan is also relatively weak compared to the blood clan, only occupying the dangerous glaciers of the far north for isolation.

The demon clan must maintain a neutral attitude towards any matter between the blood clan and humans. This is the basic condition for the blood clan not to attack the demon clan.

But currently,

the blood clan has begun to suspect that the demon clan is trying to secretly break this balance.

The cause of the matter

was originally just a ridiculous rumor that spread in the demon world some time ago—

it was said that the blood clan had discovered that a human being was suspected of disguising himself as a demon, attempting to infiltrate the demon world to steal the knowledge of the demons.

At first, the demon clan did not believe it.

Demons often try to disguise themselves as humans,

but there has never been a case of humans trying to disguise themselves as demons in return.

Until later,

the blood clan grand duke seemed to have cruelly interrogated some key information from the family members of researchers at the Imperial Experimental Field.

And learned that the last surviving members of a small number of imperial secret units are highly likely to be lurking in this Purgatory Corridor Academy, and have been for a long time!