to endure the pain of scraping my throat with a knife, relying only on my own fifth-tier resistance to get through the duration of the poison!Although the three-tier poison on the Huberlian dagger po...Chapter 59: Ranch's Entry into the Job

Until this, the longest 2 minutes in Demon Lord Gif Theater history, finally came to an end. 【I hope readers remember our domain name at this point】

Lanche and Aishi also finally finished their performance.

On stage, everything was calm.

The great love poet, with a sly smile, glanced back at Lance and then contentedly returned to his embrace.

...and below the stage, Hell's Voice had already achieved nuclear fusion, as if it would never stop.

Lancy rose from the piano, walked to the center of the stage, his figure bathed in the spotlight, solitary and aloof. The air still seemed to hold the remnants of the just-concluded breathtaking performance.

In the lingering echoes of music and song, Lanchi slowly raised his hand, then bowed his head deeply to the audience.

This is an artist's bow, filled with sincerity and gratitude.

"Thank you to the students and judges for your recognition."

In response to him, another wave of sound arose.

……

"Cease, Lance... Return now and there may yet be a chance for your life..."

Huberly covered her face with both hands, leaning back against the sturdy chair back, like a ship battered by storms finally reaching harbor.

Her voice was utterly exhausted, her soul as if tormented beyond measure. The length of the performance still left her shaken to the core.

Had she not possessed the experience and preparation to deal with the grand love poets, and guarded her heart beforehand, she too might have fallen into this death cycle and been unable to escape!

while the stage sides.

Originally, the headmaster of music department had a neat and tidy silver hairdo. Now, his hair was disheveled, as if he'd just emerged from a hurricane. His face was pale, bearing witness to a disaster.

The four music instructors and the demon students in the audience were either collapsing in their chairs, twitching uncontrollably or screaming in a high-pitched, terrifying chorus. Their faces were contorted in agony, utterly insane, trapped in a hell they couldn't escape.

Now, in this theater gifted by the Demon King, besides Lance, only the highest-ranking Music Department Head, who possesses the strongest sound magic resistance in the academy, could stand.

"How are you, teacher"

Lanche saw the music department head's appearance and hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"It's fine, I'm okay."

The head of the music department pushed away Lance's hand. His voice trembled slightly, but his attitude was firm and resolute.

As the head of the Music Department, if he couldn't even stand for a single student's performance, he would be utterly humiliated, disgraced before even the great nobles of the Netherworld!

Lanche seemed to see the Music Department Head's determination and nodded.

So, how many music mentors can I get approval from this time

Ranch's gaze shifted to the four music instructors below, now unconscious. He then turned to the Head of Music Department and earnestly inquired,

"..."

The head of the music department gritted his teeth, his eyes flitting between Lance and the four tutors in the audience. He remained silent for a long time, and gradually, his expression became quite complex.

According to the oaths the Four Instructors swore to the Demon Lord before their performance, you are certain to gain their full recognition.

The head of the music department finally admitted it, and handed four credits to Lanchi.

His voice sounded somewhat hoarse, and in his words, there was a kind of helpless acceptance.

No matter what.

The just-concluded performance, which will surely be recorded in the annals of demon world music history, was a spectacular event despite some minor onstage mishaps. Its effectiveness and impact were unparalleled, and it is certain to receive rave reviews from the demon nobility.

It's a bit of a burden on both students and teachers.

"Give me your student ID.

The director continued to speak.

Since he's standing here hosting a major performance for the Demon Realm nobles and made a promise, he's not going to back out.

Lanche, upon hearing this, rummaged in his pocket and quickly found a black metal card, which he handed to the head of the music department.

Then.

The head of the music department has temporarily left the main stage, it is unknown where they have gone through a side door.

More than ten minutes passed.

When the head of the music department reappeared at the theater entrance, in addition to Lynch's original student ID, he was also holding a delicate small nameplate and a silver-white card.

"Your name badge will show that you're a music education staff member, and it works much like your teacher or student ID card. However, its main purpose is to be used for receiving your salary. From now on, you'll be a music department teacher."

The director, as promised, handed out the rewards to Lance. After transforming Lance into a member of their music department, his tone was noticeably more conciliatory than before.

This Ranch, this genius behind the show's effects, might be perfect for their music department.

It's even hard to say how much potential he has to become a great demon.

Lan Qi received the teaching certificate and that black metal nameplate — with a circle of hollow notes on the edge, and a line of golden lettering embedded in the center. On top, it read: "Lan Qi, Music Teacher."

"What teaching assignments do I have"

Holding his teaching certificate in one hand, Lance asked.

The Head of the Music Department didn't speak. He looked at Lance, then back to the Hell scroll on display in the Grand Theatre audience seats.

The meaning is to let Lance savor it himself.

"Starting next semester, you can teach music again. There aren't many students left this semester to ruin for you."

The head of the music department said coldly.

"Uh..."

Lanche couldn't help but feel regret in his heart. Tomorrow morning, he would have to return to the human world.

Like a beautiful dream, before it reaches the most joyful part, you have to wake up and face reality.

If he could stay at this school, he was a little reluctant to return to Icetere Academy.

"Can I now withdraw from school and become a full-time teacher"

Then Lan Qi thought for a moment and asked again.

He remembered that in Bachelier's school rules, students who failed to pay five credits every morning would be directly expelled, and the consequences of being persuaded to leave were also execution.

But in some special circumstances, schools may allow for normal withdrawal.

For example, being requisitioned by an important institution or powerful figure in the Demon Realm is one type.

You can apply at the principal's office, but you don't need to go today. He's out of school these few days. Also, if you want to get a diploma from this academy and pursue better opportunities in the demon world in the future, I suggest you finish your studies. As long as you manage your time well, you can teach music while going to school.

"That's so."

Lance now understands, he is kind of like a PhD student, able to continue his studies while also teaching part-time.

But he also quickly noticed a key point in the head of music department's words——

The principal isn't at school

This piece of unintentionally acquired important information.

Lanche feels there is a high probability that he will be related to [Task objective 2: Investigate the source of danger tonight].

After all, if the headmaster, who holds the highest authority in the academy, is absent, some loopholes might appear in this school!

(End of the chapter)

[ ]led softly, then murmured to himself.Every word you utter now constitutes a felony. Stop, and I will let bygones be bygones.Alaric's voice was hushed, short and cold. He struggled to keep his emotions...