The lights in the ancient corridor were dim and yellow, as if time itself had been frozen.

The legion of demons, who had been looking around blankly, instantly became panic-stricken.

Confused voices of argument constantly arose from within the demon legion's ranks.

Finally, all eyes converged on the Great Poet of Love.

She was as if illuminated by a spotlight, becoming the sole protagonist.

"You actually harmed our commanding officer and the vampire envoy!"

The demons of the Demon Realm Inspectorate's guard legion, stationed outside, finally confirmed the truth and shouted incredulously at the Great Poet of Love and the vice-principal.

However.

The Great Poet of Love merely stood up unhurriedly from the ground, regaining her previous slender and elegant posture.

"You all saw it earlier, didn't you? I advised the vampire envoy, I stopped him."

"Everything I said was true, but he didn't believe me, right?"

"What? Are you being unreasonable, trying to bully a little woman like me?"

She raised her chin slightly, using her provocative and sweet voice to question all the demons of the guard legion.

"……!!"

The leading demon of the guard legion gritted his teeth, his mind in chaos, unable to respond to her words for a long time.

They had indeed heard this headmaster earnestly advising the vampire envoy several times on the corridor leading to the second floor!

"You dare to set up traps in the academy, do you know the consequences?"

Immediately, another adjutant stared sternly at the Great Poet of Love, seemingly having found a reason, with some intention of using force to arrest the headmaster.

"Traps? What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The Great Poet of Love squinted her left eye slightly, shaking her head with a chuckle.

Before she could explain further, the vice-principal behind her took a step forward, unleashing terrifying magical power to repel the Inspectorate's legion, who dared to be impolite:

"The performances in the Demon King's personally granted theater have always had their images projected to the great nobles through the Demon Eye! They can all testify that this was a perfectly normal performance, not a trap set up by us! It's just that the vampire envoy insisted on barging in!"

The vice-principal's voice was like muffled thunder, echoing through the dim corridor.

"!!"

The guard legion, who had been somewhat ready for conflict, gradually retreated a few steps.

The school's explanation was flawless.

The more they spoke, the more the military realized they were losing ground!

Moreover, even if they wanted to go in and rescue the vampire envoy and the commanding officer, no one dared to enter this huge door that was certain to be a one-way trip!

"Strictly seal off the entrance! We must not let this tragedy repeat itself!"

The Great Poet of Love's expression became a bit more heroic, as she commanded righteously.

"Understood."

The vice-principal took the lead, and a group of senior professors stood guard in front of the theater door in the corridor.

"You?!"

The guard legion knew that the actions of this group of bastard teachers were openly cutting off any possibility of rescuing the vampire envoy and the commanding officer.

But this shameless headmaster seemed to occupy the moral high ground, blocking any space for them to refute!

And so.

Clearly demarcated, the demons on both sides were deadlocked in the corridor for quite some time.

The demons of the legion slowly calmed down to think, gradually discovering a terrible truth in their hearts—

Clearly, the Inspectorate and the Department of Education had already taken action against the academy in advance, transferring the strongest headmaster.

But not only had a deputy headmaster emerged from the school, but he had also easily manipulated the vampire envoy and the Inspectorate.

Everything seemed like perfect coincidence, but at the same time, there was a sense of inevitability about to emerge!

As if a large hand was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

There was likely a master helping the school behind the scenes!

If they continued to oppose the school, the Inspectorate's legion present might not be able to escape, and might even die without any evidence.

But they dared not return in such a disheveled state, no matter what; if they could not safely escort the vampire envoy back, they would also be dead if they returned!

And so.

The demons of the Inspectorate's legion were as if enduring torture.

They were on pins and needles.

They could only remain deadlocked at the entrance of Corridor 24, unable to advance or retreat.

Seeing them suffer, the Great Poet of Love smiled with satisfaction, as if she had enjoyed a full meal.

"Vice-Principal, I'll leave the work of sealing off Corridor 24 to you."

The Great Poet of Love tossed her smooth gray hair, turning to leave without any worries.

She had done so much hard work, and now it was time to relax.

"Please rest assured."

The vice-principal bowed to the Great Poet of Love's back, saying with gratitude.

He knew that thanking this noble demon lady would also be conveyed to that great person.

……

On the intricate and uniquely styled corridor.

Although there were patrolling teachers, as long as they witnessed this gray-haired, red-dressed demon passing by, they would respectfully nod to her.

As the Great Poet of Love was looking at the map in her hand, about to walk onto the next corridor, Hyperion finally materialized from her invisible state beside her.

It was Hyperion who had previously stayed in the Demon King's personally granted theater, acting as bait to attract the vampire envoy.

Having some resistance to musical magic, she had made preparations in advance and could safely escape the theater's control.

After confirming that the vampire envoy was unable to move, she had slipped out invisibly without anyone noticing.

"Tell Lancy to rest assured, I've confirmed that the vampire envoy and other Inspectorate officers have joined the grand chorus."

Hyperion said with a sigh.

This trip to the Demon Academy, in just twelve hours, had probably depleted all the merit she had accumulated over a dozen years.

Hyperion knew that she could contact Lancy, who was working diligently in the headmaster's office, through the Great Poet of Love.

That guy had completely regarded himself as the headmaster.

"……"

The Great Poet of Love nodded, communicating with Lancy through telepathy.

"He says you've worked hard, and he wants Hyperion to take me out to play."

The Great Poet of Love quickly said to Hyperion with a smile.

For the Great Poet of Love, besides Lancy, the most familiar person was Hyperion, whom she had met several times.

Moreover, the Great Poet of Love did not know why, but she always felt a sense of closeness from Hyperion.

It was as if there was a faint blood relationship between them.

"Wherever you want to go."

Hyperion opened her palm to the Great Poet of Love, with a handful of 10-credit coins lying in her palm.

Hyperion felt that she was gradually becoming a babysitter.

The last task Lancy had given her was to accompany the Great Poet of Love to the functional area on his behalf to reward her.

It was nominally to accompany the Great Poet of Love to play, but in reality, it was to ask Hyperion to keep an eye on this demon whose abilities were too uncontrollable.

"Haha, watch me spend all his mana and have a good time!"

The Great Poet of Love happily jumped up and down, doing ballet.

Lancy had promised her that after helping him with this matter, he would let her enjoy a period of wind-like freedom.

And Lancy had faithfully fulfilled his promise.

However, it was probably also because Lancy dared not release her in the real world, so he took the opportunity to let her have a good time and let off steam in this shadow world that had already been cleared.

"Where do you want to go?"

Hyperion leaned in a little, looking at the map in the Great Poet of Love's hand and asking.

She knew that epic-level summons like the Great Poet of Love would have unique consciousness and personalities.

But she didn't know what kind of creepy things this pure demon with a bad personality like the Great Poet of Love liked the most.

"Let's go to the Demon King's Personally Granted Restaurant to buy something to eat first, and then I want to go to the Demon Realm Plant Cultivation Garden to take a look."

The Great Poet of Love cheerfully stepped forward, already impatient.

Hyperion tilted her head in confusion.

Could it be that this gray-haired succubus's favorite things were flowers and plants?

(End of chapter)