Dekan's Treason in Progress

Fifth floor of the Demon Hospital, at the entrance to the director's office.

The atmosphere became quite tense at one point.

At this moment, all three demons fell silent.

But their expressions clearly revealed their feelings.

Finally, under Dekan's slightly mocking gaze and the Gray-haired Demon's increasingly impatient expression, Dean Anushka chose to follow the Gray-haired Demon's wishes, suppressing his surging emotions and gradually regaining his composure.

"Once you've recovered, I have no right to interfere with you seeing any doctor at the hospital."

Even though Anushka hated Dekan even more now, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and look at the Gray-haired Demon, saying this to her.

If she continues to act unreasonably, she will only further diminish the Gray-haired Demon's goodwill.

"Of course I know."

The Gray-haired Demon nodded in reply.

She will wait until her strength is fully restored before moving on to other levels.

After all, hospitals are not absolutely safe.

Before that, she would stay on the two safest floors above.

All the problems have been resolved.

The Gray-haired Demon soon realized that it seemed the doctor had been holding his wrist the whole time.

Even though I don't dislike him.

But she had never been touched for such a long time before.

Seemingly noticing the Gray-haired Demon's gaze and confirming her attitude.

"Dean, my hand is a little numb. Could you please let go of my hand?"

Dekan smiled elegantly at Anushka and said...

To Anushka, it seemed as if Dekan was declaring his victory!

You should have been the one to let go of your dirty hands first!!

Anushka wanted to shout it out in anger.

But all they could do was swallow their bitterness and keep it inside.

Watching Dekan treat the Gray-haired Demon as if he owned him.

Without any hesitation.

At this moment, the Gray-haired Demon, whose aura was weak, showed no intention of breaking free.

Anushka's expression was full of resentment, as if he were about to grind his teeth to dust, but he finally released Dekan's wrist first.

She was very unwilling; why did the legion commander become that red-haired bastard? It was something she kept nagging at.

I am very sorry to have offended you.

Dekan then released the Gray-haired Demon's hand, took a step back, and bowed to her in apology.

"It's alright."

The Gray-haired Demon withdrew his small hand and answered expressionlessly.

Dekan then turned and left without lingering.

He felt that Anushka's gaze was somewhat piercing, even from behind him.

If looks could kill, he would probably be dead several times over by now.

At the entrance to the dean's office, only the Gray-haired Demon with a calm expression and Anushka, whose hands trembled and veins bulged on his forehead, remained.

After the Gray-haired Demon entered the dean's office, Anushka followed him in and closed the door.

Before the Gray-haired Demon could express his intention to see the dean, Annu Godka spoke up anxiously.

"You must be wary of that Red-haired Demon. He's actually a doctor who just arrived today. Although his identity and credentials are flawless,... given his behavior just now, don't you suspect he might be a major traitor to the Demon Realm?"

Anushka spoke with a mixture of resentment, apprehension, and worry.

In the Demon Realm today, there is no demon who doesn't know the name of that "great traitor" --

Delois of Calamity.

The harm caused to the Demon Realm by a single demon was already enough to give Royal Capital a headache.

It's not that he's particularly strong.

Rather, his actions are impossible to guard against, his whereabouts are mysterious and he is omnipresent.

Each appearance of theirs has a fatal impact on the war between the Demon Realm and the Holy Kingdom.

No demon could understand Delois's motives and reasons for turning against humanity.

It can only be called a complete freak.

Upon hearing Anushka's words, the Gray-haired Demon fell silent.

It wasn't that I was thinking about anything, but rather that some heavy memories were stirred up again.

"You should know better than anyone how dangerous Delois is, right?"

Anushka added another sentence.

She knew that her legion commander hated Delois more than any demon.

We shouldn't let our guard down like that!

However.

The Gray-haired Demon shook his head.

"It wasn't him. If it were him, I would definitely recognize his distinctive eyes; he wouldn't look me in the eye."

"That's what the Gray-haired Demon said."

But upon hearing that name, she clenched her fists.

"No matter how he disguises himself, he can't fool me as long as he's still a demon."

Dekan was walking down the fifth-floor stairwell, heading to find Eve, who had vanished in fright.

Suddenly, I heard my Master's thoughts echoing in my mind.

Why are you so interested in that Gray-haired Demon?

Based on the Master's understanding of Dekan.

Dekan likely harbors deep resentment towards the evil races, and he often maintains a distance from women.

Even if he wanted to mess with the dean's mentality, he wouldn't likely choose to actively approach a female demon.

Unless.

The other person was someone he desperately wanted to kill.

Or... someone who makes Dekan feel close to her.

"How could that be? I admit she's pretty, but not enough to make me interested in her."

Dekan gave a perfunctory reply.

"..."

The Master fell silent for a moment upon hearing this, still sensing that something was amiss.

Moreover, she had noticed this before.

Although Dekan's motivation was to mess with the Dean's mentality, Dekan's attention was always focused on the Gray-haired Demon.

They seemed to be carefully observing the other person.

This doesn't seem like Dekan at all about being uninterested in the Gray-haired Demon...

Suddenly, the Master thought of a possibility and asked in surprise:

"You... are you doubting that she is actually me?"

The Gray-haired Demon from before had disheveled hair and her face was wrapped in bandages, so only her lips, teeth, and half of her profile were visible.

However, her blue pupils were clearly different from the golden demon eyes possessed by her Master.

That practically negates the idea that she is the Master.

After all, neither Dekan nor his Master knew what his Master looked like when he was alive.

The only decisive clue is to find a demon with the Master's unique golden demonic eyes.

But.

There was a strong sense of déjà vu about the Gray-haired Demon from before.

Gray hair, blue eyes, and a bandage on his head.

Whose perspective is this?

It was clearly when Dekan first met Tata at the black market shop in the Randir Kingdom.

The distinctive features of the Tata!

If asked who in the present world is most likely the reincarnation of the Master.

It's undoubtedly Tata.

So, the Gray-haired Demon from before.

Even if the decisive characteristics are different.

Dekan should have had some suspicions that she was Talomati!

"..."

This time, it was Dekan's turn to remain silent.

It seems he can't keep up the stubbornness any longer.

After all, his Master wasn't stupid, and his Master knew he wasn't stupid either.

The Master quickly became angry:

"Hey! Were you planning to pretend you didn't notice anything, then catch her, kill her, and then say 'I didn't know anything'?"

The Master understood Dekan too well, and suddenly found himself both angry and amused.

When this guy does something illogical, it just means he's looking for fun.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't know anything about this."

Dekan asked, puzzled.

Although his acting was very convincing.

But at this point, the more they acted, the more it seemed like they were blatantly treating their Master like a fool.

"You're pretending..."

The Master almost cursed.

But she doesn't swear much.

"Master, please hear me out first."

Dekan quickly switched to a sincere tone and said.

Since his Master had seen through him, he stopped pretending and asked his Master in his mind:

"By the way, do you think it's possible that she is you?"

Master saw the Gray-haired Demon the whole time, so perhaps he can recall something.

"I don't know... I can't remember what I looked like when I was alive... Even after seeing her, I couldn't recall anything..."

The Master murmured, and upon hearing Dekan's question, he fell into a confused deep thought, momentarily forgetting that he was still angry.

"If she really is Talomati, I must say, Master, you are very beautiful."

Dekan's words suddenly turned into those of a scumbag.

"Yeah?"

The Master was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and responded stiffly.

"She's guaranteed to be a stunningly beautiful woman."

"..."

The Master seemed to be overwhelmed by Dekan's continuous praise.

I thought he would make fun of me.

I never expected him to be so fond of... this appearance that resembles mine.

"It's so good to be young."

Dekan suddenly exclaimed.

"What did you say?"

The Master seemed to have instantly switched to hunting mode.

The moment Dekan uttered his last words, the nature of everything changed.

That bastard really can't speak human language!

"It's nothing, I was just talking about myself."

You can pull or stretch them.

Master seems to have completely forgotten Dekan's initial suspicion of betraying his master and ancestors.

They shifted their anger to the issue of age.

"I have to explain this to you. Demons are a type of long-lived race similar to elves. The demons you just saw may look young, but they are actually hundreds or even thousands of years old."

The Master felt a surge of anger, but getting angry now would make her seem like she was in a hurry.

So he chose to calmly and earnestly teach Dekan.

"Yes, yes, beautiful young Master."

Dekan pretended to have heard everything, and then asked before his Master could get angry:

Is it possible that Talomati and Delois knew each other all along?

Because of Dekan's feeling.

If the Gray-haired Demon is indeed Talomati himself, then initially telling him to stop seems to indicate that he mistook him for Delois.

Although at this point, Dekan was indeed playing the role of Delois.

But perhaps there is a crucial difference between the Delois he knew and the Talomati knew.

Therefore, Talomati did not recognize his identity.

Dekan originally thought that, in real history, in the current timeline, Delois and Talomati had never met.

However, judging from the information just now, perhaps Delois and Talomati were already acquainted.

Since Delois has chosen to approach Talomati as the target of peace talks.

So, does that mean they actually have a good relationship?

"The thought of getting to know someone like you makes me feel resistant. I could never get along with someone with your personality."

The Master only responded in his heart.

"... Do you really think that last sentence is convincing? Who are you talking to right now?"

"Hehe."

Unable to ascertain whether the relationship between Delois and Talomati was good or bad at this time, Dekan did not choose to rashly reveal his identity to Talomati in the Shadow World.

The safest approach is to continue taking control of the hospital according to plan.

I'll have a "good" talk with Talomati then.

"Master, let's make a bet, okay? I really think Delois and Talomati have a pretty good relationship."

"What are we betting on?"

"Same as always. If they have a terrible relationship, you win and get all the meals for a month. If they have a good relationship, I win and you have to listen to me this time."

"Make a deal."

"We'll find out the specific answer once we capture and interrogate Talomati."

Dekan acted very businesslike, and even couldn't help but chuckle twice.

"Is it really okay for you to say that to my face?"

Master felt something was off.

"Don't you think it's more exciting?"

Dekan made no attempt to hide his anticipation.

"Your food is gone, gone forever..."

While mentally arguing with his Master, Dekan walked to the stairwell.

Finally, Eve was spotted. She was holding onto the handrail of the grand staircase, her legs trembling, as she struggled to take one step at a time.

They seemed afraid that the dean would get angry and kill Dekan, and then she would be the next one to be killed.

The moment Eve saw Dekan, she seemed to be quite frightened again and collapsed onto the stairs.

"Oh, why are you so scared?"

Seeing Eve sitting on the steps, startled, Dekan mocked mercilessly.

"What are you thinking?"

After Eve recognized Dekan, she seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief, but she was still so frightened that her eyes welled up with tears.

She knew Dekan was terrifying.

But now she just felt that this demon was not just ordinary madness.

Submitting an application can cause a huge uproar, yet he manages to calmly escape unscathed after offending the Great Demon Clan and angering the Dean.

It seemed to be no less powerful than, and perhaps even surpassed, that of an eighth-tier demon.

"Use your clever little brain to guess, but there's no prize even if you guess right."

After saying that, Dekan ignored Eve, put his hands in the pockets of his black coat, and walked past her downstairs.

Eve quickly braced herself on her knees to stand up and jogged to follow Dekan.

Now that they've become bound to this mad and Terror demon.

Now it seems...

The only way to stay safe is to follow him and honestly do his work.

She thought for a moment, then lowered her voice and said:

"I can't guess, but I know you're definitely going to do something very unusual..."

When a demon possesses both the desire and the audacity to commit thievery, along with bizarre abilities and a peculiar thought process, then some truly terrifying actions are bound to follow.

"I've always acted with composure and steadiness; you only think that way because you don't know me yet."

Dekan said without turning his head.

He couldn't help but miss his companions.

Teaming up with these newly acquainted teammates still lacks synergy.

Perhaps this is the generation gap between humans and demons.

Is it abnormal to simply transform a hospital into a fully automated Gold Coin factory?