At that moment, the Demon King's Granted Theater, shrouded beneath the demons' shrill cries, concluded its first lesson. The lights onstage gradually dimmed, leaving behind only the trembling black Hellish Sound, which hung over the entire audience like a thick layer of darkness.
The corridor outside the theater.
The long, deep tolling of the ancient bell still pierced the darkness in the depths of the corridors, announcing the arrival of break time.
The sound seemed to possess a mysterious magic. It ignored the hard stone walls, slipped through the pitch-black corridors, swept past the doors and windows of every classroom, and finally echoed throughout the seemingly endless building.
Next, all the demon students in the academy would enjoy their first thirty-minute break.
They could use this time to find a classroom they liked better.
Or, while the classroom corridors were connected to the Functional Area corridors for this half hour, they could head to the Functional Area, spend their surplus Credit Coins, and skip the next two-hour class.
After dragging Bachelle out of the classroom, Hughberlian dumped him onto the carpet in the corridor.
Lanqi, meanwhile, felt as if he had just stepped out of an opera house. He stretched lazily, as though he still had not had his fill.
"Where are we going next?"
Hughberlian asked.
"Are you hungry?"
Lanqi hesitated for a moment before looking at Hughberlian and asking.
"A little."
Hughberlian replied.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt as if the two of them had just finished watching a concert together and were now discussing what to do next.
"Then let's have dinner first, and come back to continue studying afterward."
Lanqi said with a wide grin.
In stark contrast to his utterly miserable state at Iketerite Academy during the day, he was now genuinely happy from