The light falling beside Lanchi in the Painting Classroom seemed to grow brighter, as if after a long period of gloom, the sun had finally broken through the clouds.
And Lanchi, a Radiant Demon, now seemed like a true savior, his entire figure dazzling.
Professor Mogut lowered his head slightly, showing Lanchi his respect.
The appearance of the Special Envoy meant that the academy could still be saved.
The entire classroom grew quiet and solemn for that brief moment. The only sound was the second hand of the clock ticking softly.
At last, Lanchi spoke again:
"Take me to see the vice principal. I'll help you deal with the Blood Race Envoy."
"Yes."
Professor Mogut's reply was solemn and dignified.
Then his eyes narrowed slightly as he turned toward Hughberlian.
"And what about her...?"
Professor Mogut felt that Hughberlian knew too much.
Now that the Special Envoy had revealed himself,
the teachers no longer necessarily had to enforce the academy's rules with absolute strictness.
Everything would take second place to helping the academy overcome this crisis involving the Blood Race Envoy.
"The Demon King instructed me that if I discovered any talented students at the school, I could bring them back to the royal city. That's another one of my missions. Don't ask about the details. In short, there's no need to worry. Just treat her as a colleague I'm training."
Lanchi glanced at Hughberlian and spoke indifferently.
"Understood."
Professor Mogut hurriedly nodded, understanding somewhat why the Special Envoy had been undercover for so long.
He also did not dare do anything that might offend this woman.
Whether what Lanchi had said about his "other mission" was true or false, those who understood, understood. It was not something a mere professor should inquire about.
"Please come with me. I'll take