In the Demon Realm, the Land of Inferno.
After a night of flying and bumpy travel, the Inspection Department's guard corps riding demon realm dragons finally arrived at their destination at midnight—
The Inferno Corridor Academy.
It could be considered one of the top schools in the demon realm. At the same time, the Land of Inferno where it was located also housed the Nine-Layered Prison of the Demon Realm, which struck fear into the hearts of all demon races.
After passing through the checks at the academy's perimeter, the area ahead became a no-entry zone for foreign magical beasts.
The demon corps' dragons circled in the air, finally landing steadily on an open area.
The demon officers jumped down from the dragons one after another. They checked the surrounding environment, and after confirming there was no danger, a figure finally walked down slowly from the stairs laid down by the dragon.
His gait was unhurried, that noble aura seeming to be the ruler of the deep night.
The grand avenue before them stretched out like a bridge, paved with dark gray stone bricks, like a giant snake guiding the way. Following it would lead directly to the entrance of the Inferno Corridor Academy.
The starlight in the night sky intertwined with the red glow unique to the inferno, reflecting off each other, adding a touch of fantasy to this dark environment.
Led by the guard corps officers, they moved forward along the avenue. The scorching air from the Land of Inferno seemed to make the atmosphere particularly heavy. Looking far ahead, the huge main gate of the academy finally opened slowly, as if warmly welcoming the arrival of the Blood Clan envoy.
This Blood Clan envoy made no attempt to conceal his unique magical fluctuations. His crimson eyes seemed to contain a profound and mysterious power called truth. He walked along the avenue with ease, his elegant noble attire dark and exquisite, his demeanor cold yet solemn.
As they approached the meeting with the school officials, the officer responsible for assisting this Blood Clan inspection, who was following closely behind the Blood Clan envoy, finally dared to confirm the Blood Clan's attitude first.
He lowered his voice and asked:
"Baron Sanchez, do you need us to take the initiative in terms of force first?"
Before they set out, the upper echelons of the Guard Department had instructed them not to mind the school's obstruction and to prioritize the Blood Clan's satisfaction.
Of course, the instructions from above were very flexible, and whether they needed to be executed specifically depended on the attitude of this Blood Clan envoy.
"No need, but if I find humans and they try to gloss over it or refuse to admit guilt, you know what to do," Baron Sanchez of the Blood Clan answered simply.
"Understood," the officer behind him comprehended Sanchez's meaning and responded confidently.
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Sanchez chuckled and nodded slightly.
Although the demon race's attitude now was to avoid confrontation with the Blood Clan.
Being too overbearing towards the demon race would make the Blood Clan seem unreasonable, perhaps giving the demon race an opportunity to turn the tables.
As long as they found the humans hiding in the school, with evidence at hand, the demon race would have nothing to say.
At that time, if the school still dared to resist, it would be adding error upon error, and the Blood Clan would have ways to use this to pressure the Demon King for more benefits.
The reason Baron Sanchez was so confident was that neither the Demon Realm Inspection Department, the Education Department, nor the Inferno Academy knew exactly how precisely his ability could catch humans.
Even though he himself was only of the fifth rank.
But he possessed a unique innate ability—
[Blood Truth Eyes], which could see through all disguises and perceive the most essential state of all targets' souls.
As long as they entered Sanchez's perceptual range, all magical and physical disguises were meaningless.
Even though the empire's transformation surgery could now make humans indistinguishable from demons, the soul would not change. Demons and humans, as different species, had fundamental differences from birth.
In front of Sanchez.
Any disguise attempting to deceive him with a fluke mentality.
Would only seem extremely foolish, even the academy's high-level officials, or even the principal, couldn't fool him.
...
Blood Clan Envoy Baron Sanchez and his accompanying officers walked for a while on the grand bridge.
At the end of the stone-paved avenue, they saw the waiting delegation from the demon academy.
A delegation composed of all the academy's top officials was here to welcome this esteemed guest.
The academy's top officials stood together solemnly and seriously, however, in their eyes, one could see that they were not very enthusiastic about this ceremony.
Although these were some superficial and somewhat reluctant courtesies, they had finally completed the formalities.
A Blood Clan envoy was small, but behind him was the Blood Clan that ruled the entire southern continent. Even the demon race did not wish to make enemies of those Blood Clan members who naturally possessed terrifying powers and immortal bodies.
"Envoy of the Blood Clan, Baron Sanchez, welcome to the Inferno Corridor Academy."
The acting principal of the demon academy, who was welcoming the Blood Clan envoy, smiled at the approaching Blood Clan envoy, her posture elegant as she bowed slightly. Behind her stood the vice principal and other academy leaders.
Baron Sanchez's crimson pupils flickered, as if given life, falling upon the academy principal and locking onto her, as if to see through her soul and essence beyond the surface. His gaze also enveloped the other academy leaders, subjecting them to scrutiny.
Even though it was unlikely that humans could infiltrate the demon academy's teaching staff, let alone reach high positions, out of absolute caution, it was still necessary to check.
Soon, his eyes returned to normal.
The result was that there were no issues.
This group of demon academy teachers were all without problem.
Although the principal was extremely, extremely weak.
But without a doubt, she was a genuine upper-class demon, noble and mysterious.
"Is Baron Sanchez suspecting that I might be a human in disguise?" the acting principal, dressed in a dark red gown, raised her hand to brush her gray hair, asking the Blood Clan envoy meaningfully.
The Blood Clan Envoy Baron Sanchez was slightly stunned for a moment by the female demon addressing him.
Just hearing her gentle voice made him feel somewhat enchanted, as if the gray-haired demon before him with bright eyes was the embodiment of charm and beauty.
Then Sanchez quickly reined in his Blood Clan power, no longer staring at her.
"Not at all, you must be from a prestigious family in the demon realm, a noble upper-class demon," Baron Sanchez bowed slightly and said.
"For the sake of work, I must be cautious. If there has been any offense, please forgive me."
"..."
The gray-haired demon smiled without speaking, her eyes like rippling lake surfaces. The corners of her mouth changed slightly, gradually taking on a hint of cunning satisfaction.
She was not Lanqi.
But rather the Great Love Poet, who was in sync with Lanqi's intentions and was now playing a duet with Lanqi sitting in the principal's office, coming out to welcome the Blood Clan envoy!