North of Protos Royal Magic Academy.
Inside the residence of Gloria, the Third-Year Student Tenth Seat, the scene playing on the Magic Screen had gone from chaos to madness, then to horror and finally silence. Everything had taken a turn for the worse far too quickly.
The entire classroom had already become an infernal execution ground covered in shocking bloodstains.
Aside from the students on the ground, sealed by the barrier and waiting in a near-death state to be recovered and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, the completely corrupted Corpse Shredding Grim Reaper had already chased after the others.
It would not stop until it had properly educated all these scum of the empire.
Meanwhile, the Magical Beasts in the classroom were wildly excited by their victory. They seemed to have rediscovered their ancestors' bloodthirsty nature and hunting instincts from the Demon Realm, gnashing their teeth and licking the blood from their mouths.
The only relatively peaceful place left was the innermost part of the classroom, where Lanchi stood with his clothes spotless and a calm smile on his face, while Zestira leaned against the black Great Fox, still shaken out of her wits.
Gloria's Direct subordinate trembled with her lips slightly parted.
She had no idea what this person had done. She only felt a chill in her chest.
This Holy Son seemed to possess a demonic quality capable of controlling people's hearts.
From her perspective, that group of students had charged in recklessly as if they were insane, and then the teacher had suddenly gone mad as well.
It seemed that wherever he was, people became abnormal.
"I see..."
Sigrid said thoughtfully.
"Did you figure out what happened?"
Gloria slowly recovered from her daze and ventured to ask.
She knew very well that the esteemed Ba