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"..."

It was terribly quiet in the music classroom at this time of night.

I wonder if it was because Durkan had been calm since he entered the room.

Or because of his incredible ability to control the school radio.

Or because of his strange way of controlling the actions of other demons like an evil god.

All of this was scary to the demon students.

It seemed as if Durkan had come here especially to hunt them.

No matter what did, he would use the rules to stop it.

This feeling was like the ruler of the school!

I can not resist!

This time the music teacher said nothing.

He played the piano on his own.

In his opinion, the fate of these demonic students was sealed.

Durkan's performance and behavior were definitely not something demon students could do.

The music teacher harbored a certain suspicion in his heart.

He was probably sent by the principal!

If Durkan stayed any longer, he could be in danger.

"Damn, damn, damn..."

The music started, but this time the demon disciples were a little dazed and did not know how to sing.

So Durkan pretended to hold an air microphone in his hand, looked at the demon disciples mockingly and began to sing.

"Damn, damn, damn~"

So Durkan sang, accompanied by the background music, to his own tune.

The demon disciples' faces were full of despair.

No matter how hard they tried, their voices could not drown out Durkan.

When they saw Durkan's calm smile, their bodies trembled as if they were standing on the edge of a cliff, about to be pushed off.

In this way, they had sung wrong three times.

"It's a pity."

The music teacher sighed and stood up.

Except for Durkan, all the demon students were slaughtered without even one of the screams remaining...

...

The entire stage had turned into a slaughterhouse with a bloody atmosphere.

The demon corpses scattered all over the stage seemed to overwhelm Durkan a little.

"You can leave now."

The music teacher frowned and said.

He had strictly adhered to the rules and Durkan had no reason to disturb him.

However, Durkan had no intention of leaving and just stood there.

The music teacher felt even more uncomfortable.

"It's not time to end the lesson yet."

Durkan said with a smile.

"You can leave now, and I will give you a demon pass, as per the rules."

As the music teacher spoke, he took out a familiar red demon card and handed it to Durkan.

But Durkan looked at the card with disdain and looked away again.

It seemed that he was too lazy to even accept it.

The music teacher frowned even more deeply.

A simple test confirmed the music teacher's suspicions - this guy is not a student at all.

The demon students at this school must have a fanatical desire for the demon passport.

The demon pass can protect their lives!

Even if this guy stole the power to control the program, the principal would not let him stay that way.

If the demon Pass really does not appeal to this guy, then he must have only come to this school temporarily!

"Did the principal send you?"

The music teacher's eyes were full of alertness, and he asked with a hint of temptation.

"You are very clever. Unlike other teachers, you can guess my identity."

Durkan did not answer this question directly.

He finally looked directly at the demon teacher.

That look was as if he had found a rare smart guy in a group of idiots.

It made the music teacher's heart skip a beat.

The music teacher had heard some rumors earlier during recess.

Strange things were happening in the school today , several teachers were killed.

And the nature was extremely strange, as if they were made to break the rules and then died inexplicably.

He was lucky that he was well informed and did not break the rules.

He saw the look on the music teacher's face as if he had just survived a disaster.

Durkan gently raised his index finger, a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he was silent for two seconds before he spoke meaningfully:

"I can not tell you."

The music teacher's flinched.

The music teacher immediately had a lot of assumptions running through his head, he did not dare to think about it any further.

The identity of the other party must be beyond his imagination!

This kind of demon that seems to be gentle and soft is actually the most terrifying.

One can never guess how strong its true fighting power is.

It appears disguised as perfect prey, and when you think you have won, it shows you a power that drives you to despair and crushes you like a toy!

The music teacher is almost certain that if he had somehow shielded or favored the demon students, he would have been killed.

Even if Durkan had not done it himself, the principal would show up, or there would be an execution demon even more terrible than the principal.

"Rest assured that you are a teacher who follows the rules. We will not embarrass you. We just want you to help us with something."

Durkan withdrew his hand, clasped it behind his back and looked kindly at the music teacher.

In an instant, his aura seemed full of sympathy.

"..."

Although the music teacher knew that the demon in front of him was a powerful man who liked to pretend, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and his expression relaxed considerably.

As long as the other party had no intention of causing him trouble, everything was fine.

"Then may I ask if you need my help?"

The music teacher's words became much more polite.

"Please do not tell any demon what I am going to say next. Once it's leaked, not even the principal can protect you, do you understand?"

Durkan still said in that indifferent tone.

The music teacher nodded solemnly.

Durkan continued:

"You must know that there are still many teachers in this school who do not follow the rules and have a fibber mentality. They are clever and think they can hide the truth. We have been unhappy with that for a long time and which's why we have launched this special action plan today."

"..."

The music teacher remained silent, but a cold sweat broke out on his back.

If he had not been more careful, he could have been the one who had just been discovered.

"In the last six hours, several teachers have been killed for breaking the rules. I assume you have heard about the rumors, have not you?"

Durkan asked.

The music teacher hesitated for a moment, but then nodded.

"You are lucky, of course, just lucky that you passed our exam."

Durkan wanted to say something else: "But everyone has bad luck sometimes, do not they?"

The music teacher fell silent again.

He did not know how to answer Durkan's more or less threatening question.

"But you can fight for your own lucky, what do you mean??"

Durkan put his hand on the music teacher's shoulder and looked his pupils in the eye as if he wanted to look into his soul.