I Became a Demon Professor at the Academy

137 – Festival – 2

One person.

Charlotte could only think of one person. But how was she to summon him? Such thoughts began to fill her head instantly.

She thought she should call Adrian, but she had no idea where to go to bring him.

At that moment.

A sharp voice pierced Charlotte’s ears.

“What’s the situation.”

The person Charlotte had in mind. Adrian was suddenly there. Despite the incredibly chaotic situation, he appeared calm.

Before Charlotte could explain the situation, Adrian seemed to have easily grasped it.

He tilted his head elegantly to the left and right.

“How troublesome.”

And with that, he muttered just one word.

The people around me neither requested anything nor reported the current situation. Yet, despite this, Adrian began to walk forward.

His back seemed unusually broad.

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I surveyed the interior of the building.

Utilizing the eyes of a vampire, I quickly sensed the presence of demonic energy. It was somewhat startling. Never before had the demonic energy inside the academy felt this strong.

“Hmm.”

Still, I entered without fear. There was a barrier separating demons from humans, but since I was originally a demon, it didn’t bother me much.

I’ll just claim I lifted the barrier later on.

—What do we do! We’re all going to die!

A voice filled with terror came from somewhere. Naturally, I headed in that direction.

Walking down the corridor, I came across a restroom. It seemed to be the safest place inside the building at the moment. Everyone was huddled together, terrified.

“You, who are you?”

Someone saw my academy uniform and seemed to be reassured. However, I was too busy surveying the interior of the building.

‘This is a barrier I’ve never experienced before.’

It was enough to disturb one’s composure. It wasn’t the work of the Dragonkin or the Lamia. Of course, it wasn’t a vampire’s either.

It was the most sinister and unpleasant demonic barrier I had encountered so far.

“Professor! Aren’t you the professor? Please save us!”

“The quieter you are, the higher your chances of survival.”

At that, everyone about to speak out with hope fell silent. I first examined the huddled figures.

The reason was simple. If any were contaminated with demonic energy, I needed to act quickly.

Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be anyone infected with demonic energy yet. It appeared that the demons’ goal wasn’t merely to harm humans.

“Is everyone here?”

“Probably. We haven’t seen anyone else.”

I quietly closed the restroom door and created a barrier nearby. I set it up so I could teleport immediately if anything happened to this barrier.

Then, I slowly began to head towards the upper part of the building.

“What are you doing?”

I closed my eyes and began to utilize various traits. Since they were demons, this body would surely remember something.

It was a natural progression. After all, this body had spent much more time in the demon world.

“Hoo.”

I took a deep breath and embraced the ominous energy. The mana-mixed energies began to convey various pieces of information to me.

It wasn’t long before I could identify them. They were the Ulphen, figures I had yet to encounter.

It was certain. They possessed human bodies but with the tails and ears of wolves. Among those who dwell in the demon realm, they would be the most brutal.

Soon enough, I had completely adapted to that ominous aura. These beings were motionless, sitting quietly on the upper floors of the building.

As if they were beckoning me to come up.

Without making a sound, yet unafraid, I began to ascend the building’s stairs. It wasn’t long before I could face them, having turned an entire floor into their council chamber.

“Hmm.”

A Ulphen woman, dressed in a suit, was smoking on the lobby sofa. As expected, she was a demon.

My body welcomed them, but my mind despised them. I furrowed my brow.

I approached her. Other Ulphen in suits surrounded me in a circle.

I was the first to speak.

“What business do you have at the academy?”

“…”

She sighed deeply and then snuffed out her cigarette on the ground.

Up close, I could clearly see who she was. She was Dex, the Ulphen’s action leader.

“I won’t ask twice.”

At that, she let out a snicker, but her eyes were sharply fixed on me.

“I’ve come to meet you. Zekiel, the sin of pride.”

“I’m no longer the sin of pride.”

“Well then, let’s say the sin of pride never existed.”

Her voice was annoyingly high-pitched, like a little girl taunting someone.

Already inhaling magical energy, my temper was becoming sharper. I was about to unleash Thanatos for battle, but then I remembered the students trembling in the bathroom and stopped myself.

“I heard you made a weapon for Regita?”

She pulled out a new cigarette and lit it. I quietly listened to her.

The simple thought was to confirm her business and then kill her. She continued speaking.

“The Ulphen could use a decent weapon these days. It would be nice if you could make one for our boss.”

“No.”

“No?”

She drew on her cigarette with a long, deep inhale. Her lung capacity was so immense that the cigarette burned down in that single breath.

“Those who refuse our demands, they all end up dead.”

She then drew a pistol from within her coat.

No, it wasn’t just a simple weapon, despite its appearance as a handgun. It was a kind of armament that contained demonic bullets.

“So, Zekiel, you’re going to die too~”

He said so, aiming the handgun at me. At the tip of the barrel, a sinister red mana began to gather.

But that was precisely it. I began to release my mana with all my might.

Then, the mana gathering at the tip of his barrel started to be perfectly controlled. I immediately scattered it and began to gather it in front of me instead.

I don’t need a gun. I can simply shoot out demonic bullets by refining my own magical power.

“What are you doing… Die, Zekiel.”

The moment he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A demonic bullet did shoot out. But it was one that I had fired. Blood spurted from his shoulder with a pop.

“Ugh!”

With an expression of disbelief, he sprang up from the sofa.

“This son of a—!”

This time, not only him but also the others around him drew their handguns all at once.

However, the magical power of this space was already under my control. The demonic bullets they fired at me instead coalesced in mid-air, becoming my splendid weapons.

“What… What’s this?”

A dumbfounded reaction came from the other side.

It wasn’t an easy task for me. My life force was being consumed crazily, but thanks to them making this place similar to the space of the demon world, I absorbed those powers.

“Shoot! Keep shooting until that bastard dies!”

They didn’t seem to like the situation, continuing to shoot, and I absorbed them without a single error, turning them into my demonic bullets.

Finally, when I had created a dozen bullets. Defeat was written on their faces.

Only now did they seem to realize that they couldn’t stand against me with mere demonic bullets.

I aimed the dozen bullets at them, one for each. Targeting their foreheads.

“Pitiful things.”

I fired the bullets.

With a pop, the bullets embedded themselves without a single miss. I watched them all fall simultaneously, reciting,

“It’s not the weapons that are the problem. Even with good weapons, this would be the outcome.”

For the one who seemed to be the leader, the one who had been smoking earlier, I deliberately adjusted so the bullet would hit his stomach. They all died instantly, but he alone was groaning on the floor, clutching his belly.

“Beg for your life, you piece of trash.”

“Uh… Ugh…”

They looked up at me with eyes full of disbelief, groaning in pain. Yet, I pressed down on the belly they were clutching with my boot.

“Ugh… Aaaahhh!!!!”

They cried out in agony.

I lifted my foot and spoke again.

“Release the barrier. Now.”

I looked down emotionlessly at their face, stricken with terror.