Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Nightfall draped over Purgatory Corridor Academy, the tranquil school building occasionally disrupted by the sound of the wind breaking the silence.

After Lanci took over as principal, it only took him one hour to delegate the follow-up work of the upheaval.

The officers of the Demon King's Special Operations Search Team were all sent away, but Lanci entrusted them with the task of helping to repair the damaged school buildings.

The school leaders of Purgatory Corridor Academy, though curious about the exceptionally friendly new principal, didn't ask much due to the lateness of the hour, and went off to rest as instructed.

The hands of the clock were nearly pointing to four in the morning.

Lively conversation filled the corridor outside the top floor principal's office.

"This school really hasn't changed at all, Deputy Principal is exactly the same."

The heavy oak door was pushed open, and a group of people, chatting and laughing, entered.

Leading them was a tall male Phantom Demon, with a nostalgic smile at the corner of his mouth.

"The moment you spoke, Deputy Principal seemed to recognize you, but wasn't sure; after all, last time you were the fake principal, now you're the real deal."

Huebelle, like a secretary, stayed by Lanci's side.

Lanci's principal style was too distinctive.

She saw a number of demons among the group of teachers, impressions from the first time in the Shadow World still fresh.

Upon entering the principal's office, the air instantly grew warmer.

Dim yellow light reflected on the dark brown wooden floor, the Demon World rock coal in the marble fireplace quietly burning with crackling sounds.

"Yes, everything here feels familiar and comforting, as if time has flowed backwards to the days of old."

Lanci approached the broad mahogany desk, his fingers lightly brushing its surface, feeling the rustic texture.

"This principal's office is really nice, just like in my dreams."

Talia, leading Siegler into the principal's office, immediately went over to the window.

She found the little round table and armchairs by the window quite nice, and the night sky of the Demon World outside even more dazzling and starry than the human world's.

To tell the truth, she quite wanted this room.

She remembered when making cards with Lanci in Huadu, being influenced by the magic power released in the final stage of "Calila's Shadow Weave Record," and falling into a dream where she saw a similar principal's office.

"Calila, I won't get lost."

Siegler, still being held on to, spoke to Calila.

She thought if one didn't just break through walls to cross it, Purgatory Corridor Academy was like a nightmare.

Following the Saint Heir through the corridors, she suddenly couldn't see him anymore.

This time, to prevent getting lost, Calila personally held her hand tightly and led her into the principal's office.

Only then did Calila feel at ease.

Although Siegler greatly appreciated Calila's meticulous care, she still felt a bit like she was being treated as a child, and it made her slightly bashful.

"Oh, okay."

Talia let go of her hand.

She was just too worried about Siegler suddenly disappearing in the corridors.

Unlike Lanci, the big-hearted father, she was a very responsible mother.

"Why is there a swimming pool in the principal's office? I like it."

The moment Siegler was let go, she dashed to the far end, gazing at the water.

In the principal's office, the water in the pool glowed with a gentle blue light under the illumination, resembling pure sapphire.

"I told you this principal's office was revamped to suit all ages."

Lanci commented with pride.

...

Talia and Siegler both looked towards Lanci simultaneously.

They both felt he was a bit insufferable.

During the silent moments in the principal's office.

A knock came at the door.

"Mr. McCarthy, I've already arranged your luggage in the school, and the rooms are in the rest area, close to the corridor of the Demon King's Restaurant. If you need guidance later, please contact me anytime."

Lisandra knocked on the door, saluting Lanci.

"Thank you, Lisandra."

Lanci expressed his gratitude.

Before Lanci could take the room card from Lisandra's hand, he stopped in his tracks.

This was because Huebelle was already eager to speak with Lisandra.

Their relationship had been good back in Demon King Castle Necaris.

Lanci didn't sit back down in his office chair but instead leaned on the sofa in the principal's office resting area.

It wasn't office hours now; he didn't need to work, and neither did Lisandra need to maintain a work demeanor. Now, they were friends.

"Lisandra, thank you!"

Huebelle took Lisandra's hand, speaking to her sincerely.

She couldn't imagine how much danger Lisandra had been through these past days to support her from within and without, and she might have even been sought out personally by the Blasphemy Lord tonight.

With such a close friend, Huebelle felt the urge to stay in this era.

"Princess, I'm relieved that you're safe."

Lisandra sighed with relief.

Even hidden in the safest principal's office in Purgatory Corridor Academy, one could still feel the tremors from Hell's Territory outside; she was terribly afraid.

It was good that McCarthy had come back, meaning McCarthy had won again.

Nevertheless.

What truly surprised Lisandra was seeing that Supreme Phantom Demon female who presided over the Demon World.

"Lord Calila..."

Lisandra looked towards the vaguely beautiful figure by the principal's office window, her emotions churning, unsure of what to say.

"Cough, ah, yes, I have returned, child."

Talia, being regarded with such respect by the Demon Race, felt a little uncomfortable for a moment, regained her dignified composure, and turned to answer.