Chapter 3: As early as a thousand years ago, someone came to this barren land
A hellish demon lord's territory, an old antique, two notebooks, and a pile of reference books that would take who knows how long to finish reading...
The above is all that Luo Yan gained in the principal’s office.
Although the appointment letter has not been officially issued yet, judging from Professor Ivan's tone, it seems that there is no suspense about this matter anymore.
in other words.
If nothing unexpected happens, I will have an accident soon.
After thanking the respected principal, Luo Yan left the office with a pile of things and a sad face.
He thought that his bad luck for the day had run out and nothing bad would happen again until the end of the day, but an accident happened when he was going downstairs.
Because his vision was blocked by the books, he couldn't see the road clearly and bumped into Miss Lilith who was coming out of the teacher's office.
A diamond-level succubus can be knocked to the ground by a bronze-level necromancer.
There is no joke in hell that is colder than this.
“It hurts, it hurts…”
Miss Lilith slumped on the ground, her crisscrossed black stockings barely covering the hem of her tight skirt. Her frail appearance, severely injured, made it impossible to tell that she actually possessed speed and strength that was no less than Professor Ernos.
The short silver hair fell on her slender shoulders, and the rimless glasses happened to fall on the half-open neckline. Every detail was just like a textbook - wait, when was the button on the neckline unbuttoned? !
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Luo Yan was confused and apologized subconsciously. Then he picked up the book back into his arms in fear and trepidation, for fear of offending this plague god, and he didn't dare to meet her eyes.
However, unfortunately, this guy was obviously coming for him. He jumped up, grabbed two books in his right hand, and slammed him against the wall with his left arm.
"Student Luo Yan, there is no word 'sorry' in hell. Do you think that a simple 'sorry' can compensate the teacher for his loss? Or do you think this is what you call 'manly'? Shouldn't you help dear Professor Lilith back to the dormitory and massage her injured feet?"
jailer?
This seems like an attractive proposition.
However, he had just turned eighteen and did not want to be downgraded from a protected animal to a skeleton soldier.
"Do you look like you need any help now..." Luo Yan said with a tense expression on his face, staring at the wall dented by the elbow.
"Well……"
Realizing that she had used too much force, it was now Professor Lilith's turn to lose control of her expression.
Especially noting the sharp gaze from the top of the tower, the professor with questionable teaching ethics finally felt embarrassed to bully his student and returned the book to him.
Tsk tsk tsk.
But unexpectedly, this little guy was quite lucky and actually won the favor of the demigod-level old monster on the top of the tower.
perhaps……
You can make some additional investments yourself.
Over the years, the Demon King Academy has sent a lot of talents to the government of Hell and the court of the Demon God, but the sent Demon Kings basically became consumables that could not survive for more than a few years, so that the students are all trying their best to squeeze into the position of civil servants.
She has no shortage of connections in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but the "Demon King" issue is not just hers, it's the weak link of the entire Demon King Academy!
There are some good things that are not available in the underground world and can only be obtained from human territory. And as we all know, only the Demon King has his own territory near the surface... Even if in everyone's eyes, that thing is just a hot piece of fire crystal.
Come to think of it, she had always wanted a maid with pointy ears as a pet.
Lilith licked her lips, and her deep pupils suddenly showed some profound meaning.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'm actually here to give you something."
elder sister……
This old monster is really bold.
Luo Yan silently complained in his heart, but saw the slender jade fingers drawing in the air.
A pink crack appeared in the dark space, and then a bronze ring fell out from it and hit the pile of books in his hands.
The top of the ring was inlaid with a deep red gem, and the captivating glow was like the pupil of a succubus.
Looking at the things thrown on the pile of books, Luo Yan was suddenly startled and his breathing became rapid.
"Gold-level magic ring?!"
As a necromancer, he can hardly use any magic due to his short MP slot.
It was for this reason that he once tried to take a different approach and consider using scrolls or magic items instead of chanting spells.
Unfortunately, in order to make a gold-level scroll or magic tool, one needs at least platinum-level strength.
He is just a bronze-level person who talks big. Making a bunch of black iron-level magic scrolls cannot be said to be useless, but they are basically useless.
As for the magic device that can be used multiple times, or even replace the magic wand as a medium for casting spells? The cost is ten or twenty times that of the magic scroll! And with his living expenses, he needs to be frugal just to survive.
Seeing Luo Yan's flushed face and rapid breathing, Lilith felt both proud and annoyed, and flicked his nose with her index finger.
"That's right, clever little cutie. Its name is 'Soul Drain'. When you go to the distant frontier, the gold-level magic props will be enough for you to hold your ground."
"If anyone dares to bully you, use the token my sister gave you to suck the guy clean off hiss."
Lilith made a sound in someone's ear and decided not to tease the human boy anymore. She lazily returned to her office.
Just as Luo Yan judged, this guy was here to scam her. With his strength, even if he ran down from the top floor, he couldn't knock down the diamond-level succubus, let alone hurt her.
However, considering the gold ring, he still showed a bit of respect to Professor Lilith.
Moreover, this lady actually knew about the recommendation letter that Principal Ivan sent to her so quickly.
The strength in every sense should not be underestimated...
With this in mind, Luo Yan walked to Professor Ernos's door and deliberately stayed there for a while, but saw that the door had not been opened for a long time, so he left in disappointment...
…
The dormitory of Demon King Academy is not far from the West Tower. It is a huge five-story building.
Of course, from a human perspective, this old mansion looks like a haunted house.
The statue at the door of the dormitory is a gargoyle, the maid who cleans the dormitory is a low-level demon, the landscape planted in the pot is a carnivorous plant, and the vines climbing on the wall are carnivorous vines... although they all seem to have not yet developed to the point where they can eat humans.
In addition, the oil paintings hanging on one side of the corridor are all moving, just like the newspapers in Shanghai.
However, they are much more powerful than the newspapers in Shanghai. Their range of activities is not limited to picture frames, but they occasionally appear on bathroom mirrors.
Just as he washed his face, Luo Yan saw a woman in white with her eyes gouged out standing behind him.
"Good evening, Lady Susanna."
It is said that she was a human prophet who was hanged by her loyal lord after her eyes were gouged out because she predicted the death of a king.
Later, during a war between Hell and Humanity, she reawakened as a banshee and successfully killed the lord who hanged her and the king to whom the lord served.
In a sense, her prediction did come true.
Later, she was nearly killed by the holy light of a priest of the Church of Saint Sith during a battle.
Now that only a remnant of her soul is left, she is not even as good as an ordinary ghost and cannot wander around. She can only sit on the wheelchair built for her by the principal - which is the oil painting and mirror in the dormitory building of Demon King Academy.
Luo Yan was not used to it at first, but he got used to it after a while and even greeted these ghosts.
The middle-aged woman paused for a long time, then sighed and said.
"For me, morning is when the sun rises and the moon sets..."
"But there is no sun in hell, right?" Luo Yan wiped the water off his face and said casually.
The woman in the mirror was silent for a long time, and scarlet blood gradually flowed out of the eye sockets where her eyeballs had been dug out.
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It looked scary, but it was still a little worse than Professor Ernos's terrifying look. Luo Yan could only give her 50 points at most.
However, this Lady Susanna did not mean to scare him, but seemed to be really missing something.
"Ah...I really want to see it again."
She sighed sadly, like a puff of smoke, floating away from the mirror in the men's bathroom...
…
There is no day and night cycle in hell, and most demons have no habit of sleeping at night. Some sleep for several days, and some simply don't sleep at all.
The undead, it is said, can never sleep.
However, thanks to the persistence of old stubborn people like Principal Ivan Kruger from the surface, the first generation of demons somehow installed a huge purple crystal ceiling above the Demon City, using the heat energy of the underground lava to drive the magic circle in the ceiling, simulating the light of the purple moon to simulate the rotation of day and night.
It is said that the ceiling was stolen from the dwarfs' castle, and the dwarves are still upset about it to this day.
Now the moonlight outside the window has gone out, and for the devil it is night in the day.
The day and night here are exactly the opposite of those on the surface.
Luo Yan sat by the window, thinking over and over again, and decided to write a letter to his godfather and adoptive father, Mr. Jeffrey, explaining today's situation and that he was about to go to a very dangerous demon territory where even the core had been destroyed and there was no name.
As for the part about the succubus, he omitted it.
Although he was grateful for Lady Lilith's help, Reverend Geoffrey Mount hated succubi.
I really want to know what happened to him when he was young.
"…Dear Mr. Jeffrey, I greet you again. This is what happened to me today."
"Besides, my living expenses are all gone..."
There is no such concept as work-study in hell, nor is there a place where college students can distribute flyers, deliver takeout, or pick up parcels.
While it is possible to work for a professor, it is generally not a good idea for humans.
The law is the law.
God knows what kind of accidents will happen if you stay in the same room with a diamond-level demon for a long time.
Luo Yan didn't want to ask for money, but there was no other way. He couldn't commit himself to Ms. Lilith.
As for Professor Ernos? He had never thought about it.
After writing the letter, Luo Yan folded the envelope, rolled it up and stuffed it into a thumb-sized copper tube, then reached out and pressed the bell on the windowsill.
"jingle--"
A dark night bat as big as a teddy dog soon landed on the windowsill, stared at him with its dark rat eyes, and kicked forward with its right foot in a cool manner.
Luo Yan inserted the copper tube into the leather sheath on its right foot.
"Send it to the temple at No. 104, Nightmare on Elm Street, in the west district of Magic City... to Reverend Jeffrey Mount."
The bat squeaked to show that it understood, and then shot off into the gray sky like an arrow.
Luo Yan watched it disappear before he left the window and returned to the oak table beside the bed.
Looking at the full pile of books, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I didn't expect that these three years of college life would end so soon..."
A bronze-level demon king.
I hope the brave warrior who comes to defeat him won't laugh...
In order to avoid a dead end, Luo Yan pulled himself together and picked up the Isaac IV notebook on the table and the "Hell Language" translation that Professor Ivan had written for the notebook many years ago.
Although he didn't think that he could figure out the secret that Professor Irving had been studying for decades without being able to crack in just ten days or half a month, knowing some history would always help him to infiltrate - or integrate into the local society.
With the mentality of cramming for an exam, he opened two books at the same time, ready to study them carefully while comparing the translations.
However, when he saw the first line of the original text of Isaac IV's diary, he was stunned for a moment.
[On December 12, 77th year of the Ossian calendar, my two elder brothers were killed by assassins sent by each other, and my father was so angry that he vomited blood and died on the front line. I became the king of the Kingdom of Ryan inexplicably while lying on the Duchess's bed. My servants thought the kingdom was doomed, and coincidentally, I thought so too.]
[It has been 24 years since I came to this world. I never thought that such an outrageous thing would happen to me. Compared with running a huge kingdom, I still prefer to do what a time traveler should do, such as flirting with the duchess who covets me, such as researching perfumes and soaps to cover up the stench...]
[Forget it, there's no point in worrying about it. But if I mess up someday, at least I have to let people know that the fall of the Lion Kingdom wasn't because it had a king with lots of romantic relationships, but because everyone here has problems, all kinds of problems... So I decided to start writing a diary.
[Ah… Because it will be troublesome if these natives can understand me, I will write it in my native language for now. This way, when I decide to publish this diary someday, it will be convenient for me to refine the details, hehe.]
"……Chinese character?"
etc--
The so-called ciphertext is actually Chinese?! Luo Yan came to his senses and stood up abruptly, and the chair behind him fell to the ground with a bang.
“What the hell—!”
Fellow countryman?!——
(Thanks to "Tang Sumu," for the leader reward!!!! The first leader, hehehe!)
(End of this chapter)