Demons entered the hall according to the order of their grades.
Carrying the Crystal Ball, Luo Yan looked around the auditorium and saw many upperclassmen he didn't usually get to see.
Just from their aura alone, they indeed emitted a vibe different from the first, second, and third level rookie demons.
They were not only stronger, more formidable, more cunning, more fiery...
They burned even more.
Perhaps sensing his gaze,
a scantily clad Enchanting Demon turned her head suddenly, her chin rising slightly as she glanced at him with an icy stare.
It was as if she were looking at an insect.
Before he could identify what type of trait this was, Luo Yan quickly averted his eyes and hurriedly switched off the Crystal Ball in his hand.
Two minutes of video should be enough.
If he recorded any longer, his MP would have been depleted.
Just in the moment of that distraction, the students of Demon King Academy from all grades had gradually taken their places.
Includes Lady Lilith and Mr. Enos among other professors gradually arrived at their places. The entire auditorium was packed with faculty and students like a mountainous sea of demons.
"Silence."
A solemn voice echoed over the demons' heads, and the initially noisy auditorium instantly quieted down.
All demons turned their gaze toward the platform.
Under the watchful eyes of countless gazes, Principal Avin Krueger slowly ascended to the podium and began his opening speech for the graduation ceremony.
Generally, the content of the speech was to thank the professors for their work, commend the students for their outstanding performance during their studies, and look forward to their brilliant contributions to society or the frontlines.
This age-old man's voice was very kindly, showing no air of a Demigod-level figure.
But at the same time, his voice was also full of power, as if not standing in a school, but on the very front lines of a battlefield.
"...You are the pride of Hell, and the pride of the Demon God!"
"I hope you can apply what you have learned in class on the battlefield, bringing fear and despair to our enemies!"
"One day, we will return to the surface with flames of punishment and torture, wash away the hatred of a thousand years past, and restore the glory of the Netherworld!"
This old fellow's excitement didn't seem fitting for a principal, but this was just the style of Hell. The demons in the auditorium were already stirred up.
Next on stage was Vice Principal Dorin Weber.
The noblewoman, radiating frost and sorrow, was like a walking air conditioner.
The moment she stepped into the auditorium, the temperature of the entire castle dropped several degrees, causing several fire demons to shrink in size.
She was a sorrowful demon, said to originate from the Extreme North.
A thousand years ago, they, along with the forces of the Netherworld, retreated to the underworld... It's a mystery how they have managed to survive in this furnace-like place till today.
Lady Dorin's voice was very delicate and light, the cadence of her voice carrying a melody of reluctance, like a sad nocturne.
Thanks to her, the morale Principal Avin Krueger had hardly ignited was doused again.
"My dear children, especially the third-year little ones, as your elder, I am very sorry that I could not provide you with a complete campus life..."
Rumor has it, Professor Dorin had disagreements with the principal regarding whether third-year students should respond to the mobilization.
How should I put it?
The idea of Demon King Academy and other low-tier schools responding to the call for war was indeed quite performative, as the vast majority of the students here were clearly not meant for the frontline.
Luo Yan noticed that his classmate Miss Mia was already yawning, seemingly bored, her family must have already settled her post-graduation plans.
Rumi was included too.
That foolish Horror Demon started fiddling with his uniquely designed nail clipper again.
Mckinley was still blowing hard on the fire demons, but this time probably not for himself, purely because he was chilled by "Lady Frost."
Good.
Because the fire demon was also cold, the guy who looked like a football player finally couldn't stand it anymore and turned around to give him a good beating.
While Luo Yan was momentarily distracted, a sneaky voice suddenly reached his ear.
"Hey, darling... You don't want to go to the frontline either, right?"
The warm breath on his ear made Luo Yan jump, and turning his head, he indeed met Mia's mischievous smile.
"..."
Seeing that he was as defensive as ever, Mia was not discouraged but was instead spurred on by a desire to settle a victory.
"Hehehe, I've looked through your file, and you actually live in the Temple? For real? Are your parents clergy?"
"..."
"Demon King Academy, although it's a place for nurturing the Demon King, you must be aware of how quickly Demon Kings die, right? Every year, a few unlucky ones get assigned to this troublesome position. Who will it be this year? Who will it be?"
"..."
"I'll just say it straight, someone like you, a mere magic mage, definitely wouldn't last two days on the frontline, but me, I just happen to have a little trick up my sleeve to get you transferred to the Ministry of Internal Affairs~"
"..."
"You could share an office with your sister~"
"..."
Seeing that Luo Yan remained indifferent, Mia's eyebrows twitched violently, and the brilliant smile on her face gradually contorted.
"...Hehe, you've got good composure, but that won't save you on the battlefield. I hear that the human knights above ground are not only ugly but also very jealous. Seeing your handsome face, they might just chop off your head to make it a wall decoration."