Dekan's Most Heart-Stirring Demon Always Is

On the second floor of the Demon Realm Hospital, in the wide corridor of the anesthesiology department, the eyes of the surrounding medical staff and patients were unconsciously drawn to Dekan's figure.

They were all convinced that the newly arrived the Dean was going to risk his life to face the most vicious and dangerous patients.

Even though most medical staff didn't believe the Dean could handle Amos, this ruthless devil.

But they respected Dekan's courage.

Dekan walked to the door of the operating room where Amos was located and listened briefly to the situation inside.

Only weak breathing could be heard.

It seems the previous doctor had been poisoned.

"Eve, I'll only teach you how to handle manic patients once."

Dekan spoke as if he were teaching a student.

Eve nodded.

Although she is very scared now.

But being teammates with Dekan gives her a strange sense of security.

Dekan then used his authority to urgently unlock the operating room door.

"Bump!"

He kicked open the operating room door without any hesitation.

A pungent smell of medicine mixed with the stench of blood wafted over, and the situation inside the operating room was immediately revealed to Dekan and Eve.

Beside the somewhat shattered wall lay a demonic doctor, unconscious and on the verge of death. One of his arms was missing, leaving a gruesome wound from which blood continued to flow.

There was another nurse beside this demonic doctor, trembling with unfocused eyes, seemingly on the verge of madness.

In the middle of the operating room, on the operating table lay a female military officer with some scales on her neck.

She was dressed neatly, but she was holding a severed arm in her hand. She had just taken a bite, as if savoring a snack, and her mouth was covered in blood.

Colonel Amos, whose entire demeanor was as venomous as a viper, lay on the operating table with an air of contentment, as if enjoying a leisurely afternoon.

"Uh-huh?"

I heard the door being kicked open.

Amos frowned, propped himself up in confusion, and looked toward the door.

The dimly lit operating room was as bright as if it had been bathed in the light of sunrise.

A doctor and a nurse stood in the direction of the light, the flickering light making the doctor's figure slightly indistinct.

An unspeakable sadness flickered across the doctor's face, as if he couldn't bear to witness the cruel outcome in the operating room.

"You could have come a few hours later!"

Colonel Amos's lips, marked by a trace of blood, curled into an unusually incongruous smile of elegance.

He seemed like just a customer enjoying a delicious meal at a restaurant.

Meanwhile, the nurse, who had been in a very unstable mental state in the operating room, finally saw a glimmer of hope and frantically ran towards the open operating room door.

"Hehe."

However, accompanied by Amos's cold, chuckled laugh, she actually reached into her chest Severe Injury herself!

Then her neck suddenly stretched out, her skin tore open as easily as a package, and the eerie green scales joined together, as if she had reverted to her monster form.

Amos's eerie long neck, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey, sneered as she locked onto the nurse who was just starting out.

Her head grew enormous, and with a gaping maw, it swallowed the nurse like lightning.

One bite!

The nurse was swallowed whole by Colonel Amos!

Completely powerless to resist.

Colonel Amos then also devoured the unconscious doctor, denying other doctors a chance to save him.

"Crunch, crunch."

Colonel Amos chewed a few times with a look of enjoyment, then swallowed her meal whole.

After a series of incredibly pleasurable swallows, she seemed to reach the pinnacle of pleasure, her eyes uncontrollably rolling upwards slightly, accompanied by a strange laugh as she pulled her neck back in.

At the same time, the wound on her chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Alas!!"

Witnessing all this, Eve instinctively closed her eyes, tears welling in her eyes as she made a shameful sound, trembling behind Dekan.

She wasn't simply experiencing a blank of fear.

It was precisely because she instantly understood why Amos could act so recklessly in that operating room that she felt Terror.

Generally speaking, even after anesthesia has begun, a patient can seize a crucial opportunity to feign losing control Severe Injury the doctor.

We can no longer pursue the doctor.

However, there is an emergency protocol in the operating room.

If a patient's vital signs become critical and the doctor is deemed to have made a mistake or failed to act, the patient can try all self-rescue measures as the highest priority, and will not be held accountable by the hospital.

Amos likely possesses the racial trait of being able to restore its own condition and even strengthen itself by devouring living beings.

Therefore, if she swallows the doctor to save herself at this time, she will be exempt from punishment.

Amos didn't just want to be a deserter; he was exploiting the system to easily enjoy high-quality demons that he couldn't even hunt at will during peacetime!

Once the anesthesia begins, this place will become Amos's feast, and the doctors and nurses will become her meal!

Furthermore, it's clear that Amos has a very perverse sense of humor.

She is not content with eating immediately, but rather lets her prey live, yet be destined to die, fully releasing the aroma of despair, using fear as an appetizer before eating properly.

The moment the surgery is initiated with the Demon Bracelet, the doctor and nurse's fate is essentially sealed!

Even after surgery is initiated, doctors can still "treat" the patient.

But how could a doctor possibly defeat Amos in a head-on fight?

Even if Dekan is incredibly powerful, Eve doesn't believe that a fifth-tier demon can directly confront a demon colonel whose strength is close to that of an eighth-tier demon.

Eve just wanted to leave the operating room.

However.

[Successfully performed anesthesia surgery on Colonel Amos, rewarded with 150 Strategic Demon Point]

[If anesthesia fails, leading to surgical failure or patient death, 1500 Demon Point will be deducted.]

[The assistant is Nurse Eve, who will either share 5% of the rewards or bear 5% of the penalties.]

[You have taken over the failed task from another doctor. Please begin the surgery within 5 minutes.]

Eve also sensed the notification from the Demon Bracelet at the same time.

All is over...

We can only pin our hopes on Dekan...

Can he, who was so composed before, really maintain that calm demeanor now...?

Eve tried to open her eyes, wanting to observe Dekan's condition.

It was clear that Dekan was indeed no longer calm.

But something's not right...

At this moment, Dekan was resting his chin on his hand, observing Amos with great interest.

In this way, I felt no fear whatsoever.

I even felt that he... was very attracted to me?

Their eyes seemed to be shining.

It's like the expression on a human's face when they see the cutest little animal in the world, their heart almost melting.

Moreover, there was an overwhelming sense of excitement mixed with barely concealed joy, as if some beautiful memory had been stirred up.

"Are you... are you alright?"

Eve murmured behind Dekan.

If this guy isn't scared, then so be it.

Why do you look like you're seriously ill?

He's even more of a devil Amos.

"A certain problem... It's been a long time since I've encountered a devil that captivates me so much..."

Dekan seemed still somewhat dazed, muttering to himself as if he had just been pulled back to his senses from a particular memory.

Dekan already felt that Amos's racial features looked somewhat familiar, especially the scales on her neck.

Dekan tends to have a favorable impression of demons that resemble this race.

He hadn't seen this race since the Cooking Classroom at the Demon Academy.

Having witnessed Colonel Amos's predatory actions firsthand, Dekan was absolutely certain.

This is the cutest demon in the world he's ever wanted to see.

"Hmph! You still have time to beg for mercy, I'll prepare some exciting little games for you later."

Amos seemed to be mocking Dekan and Eve's foolishness.

To dare to rashly intrude into her domain.

Where did that momentum of kicking the door open go?

Amos was very pleased with the nurse's expression.

The doctor seemed to have been terrified and was somewhat mentally unstable.

The medical staff who witnessed everything outside the door were also filled with fear and anger; they knew that Dekan and Eve were doomed.

But they had no other options.

Next, it will be their turn, because this kind of task requires a doctor to take over.

Hopefully, this the Dean physician can hold on a little longer for them, until they can go home...

Inside the operating room, Dekan's expression gradually returned to calm.

The next second.

Dekan walked to the operating room door, gently closed it, and then locked it from the inside.

When he turned around, a sinister smile appeared on his face, as if he could no longer suppress his truest feelings.

This ambiguous laugh sent a chill down Amos's spine.

Why does it make it seem like this guy is the criminal...?

But she quickly realized that this guy was just bluffing.

Once the surgery begins, how could any doctor threaten her?

But when Eve saw Dekan's obviously ominous expression, she felt surprisingly relieved.

It's as if you're trapped in darkness, but your teammates are something even darker and more indescribable. It's hard to say whether you or the enemy is in greater danger.

Dekan snapped his fingers lightly.

Eve, understanding immediately, trotted to a corner and brought Dekan a chair to set up.

Dekan then sat calmly in the chair, facing Amos on the operating table.

"What do you mean?"

Amos frowned.

She seems to have figured it out a bit.

You can tell from his aura that this doctor is the kind of genius doctor who is used to being arrogant. Even when he is about to die, he will still act arrogantly.

Amos then chuckled coldly twice, staring at Dekan as he said:

"Compared to your current state, it will be quite interesting to savor your pitiful and pathetic appearance when you beg for mercy later."

"..."

Dekan sat quietly in his chair, his expression indifferent, and said nothing.

But the corners of her mouth still trembled slightly.

He also realized that if he laughed at that moment, he would look like a deranged killer.

This is not suitable for him.

You must demonstrate your medical ethics and professional conduct.

Amos chuckled twice at Dekan's uninteresting reaction and lay down on the operating table.

It seems the countdown to the forced commencement of surgery is about to end.

Even if the doctor's attack restrictions on the patient are lifted during surgery, what means could possibly affect her?

It doesn't make any sense either.

Because they attacked at the same time, the doctor couldn't possibly be faster than her!

Then.

Dekan pulled a thick, black-covered notebook from his pocket, then opened it and laid it open in his hand.

"Name: Amos; Race: Demon; Gender: Hermaphrodite..."

Dekan wrote in the book, referring to the information provided by the hospital.

However, the final step—infusing mana—was not completed.

Once we summon the [Ruined Poet] and the [Dirge Mermaid] and activate the effect of [Dekan Gospel], this farce will be over.

Dekan checked the time; there were still a few minutes left.

Suddenly, I felt a little bored.

After thinking for a moment, he turned around and looked at Eve, asking:

"In this situation, which do you think is more suitable for dealing with the enemy: poison magic, mental magic, or curse magic?"

"The only way to win is through poison magic..."

Eve naturally understood what Dekan meant.

All three are commonly used magic types by Succubus.

Mental magic is often unpredictable and has a very short duration of effect; its effectiveness is also greatly reduced when facing enemies stronger than oneself.

Curse magic is more likely to weaken the enemy's negative status. Unless you have an extremely powerful curse and meet certain conditions, it is almost impossible to subdue an enemy who is much stronger than yourself with a curse.

Therefore, only poison magic possesses infinite possibilities.

"But against Amos, choosing to use poison magic could very well result in immediate defeat and death."

Dekan sighed and said.

It was as if he were teaching Eve.

"When she first entered the operating room, her clothes were intact, indicating that she did not use self-harm to gain the opportunity to attack the doctor. Therefore, it can only be that the doctor first administered anesthesia to her, and then she retaliated."

That was all Dekan said, but he believed Eve understood.

"She has an extremely high tolerance to toxins, which is why she dares to carry out her plans so recklessly in the anesthesiology department!"

Eve muttered to herself, as if suddenly realizing something.

If one truly has the chance to fight Amos, but mistakenly chooses to use poison magic, then all hope will be lost!

But then he frowned.

As a dragon demon, shouldn't you be good at head-on confrontations and offensive spells?

Why does he seem like an expert in underhanded tricks and magic?

Amos frowned as he watched Dekan and Eve begin a lesson on the spot, much like a teacher and student.

Isn't that a bit too dismissive of her?

Is she a small animal used by professors in the lab as an example in their lectures?

"Heh, as expected of the Dean physician, you're absolutely right. I do have a poison resistance that surpasses that of ordinary demons, but so what?"

Amos said with a cold expression.

"Nothing much, just killing time."

Dekan answered calmly.

He then ignored Amos and began instructing Eve, Eve nodded frequently, seemingly having gained much insight.

"You... I promise I'll make sure you die in the most cruel... the most desperate way..."

Amos was finally angered by Dekan and Eve's insults.

He muttered to himself with an extremely Terror expression.

At the same time, we are also looking forward to the end of the countdown.

She decided not to wait for the doctor to anesthetize her, but instead to mutilate herself by tearing, biting, and swallowing the doctor's limbs!

Time passed second by second.

Finally, Amos awaited the moment when the surgery would be forcibly initiated.

Just as she was about to repeat her old trick and stab herself in the chest with her hand...

Suddenly, black mist emanated from Amos's body, and the operating room was filled with black fog and surging waves, as if it had fallen into an abyss.

Amos, who hadn't yet succeeded in self-harming, suddenly fell from the operating table to the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

The pain felt like it was tearing her soul apart!

Dekan watched the effect with satisfaction.

Sure enough, the Magic Card he made were all incredibly cool.

Although the [Dekan Gospel] is generally used as a long-range countermeasure weapon.

However, once this equipment can be used at close range and its rather special activation conditions are met (true name, race, gender), it can stack the combined pain amplification of [Ruined Poet] and [Dirge Mermaid] by 20 times. Even if Dekan uses the normal strength of the [Dekan Gospel] curse, the 20 times pain will be enough to make the enemy unable to bear it!

"Ouch!!! What did you do, you bastard?!"

Amos howled in agony.

She didn't understand the principle.

But she knew that the doctor must have used an extremely bizarre curse!

"Hmph."

Dekan moved his chair so that he was facing Amos was lying on the ground.

He rested his chin on his hands, fingers interlaced, and looked at Colonel Amos with a hint of mockery in his expression.

This familiar feeling.

What a wonderful experience.

Everything is back.

"The Demon Realm is full of extraordinary things..."

Dekan couldn't help but sigh softly.

His meaning was quite clear.

Amos is not qualified to ask questions.

Next came his one-sided interrogation.

Dekan had a question he'd wanted to ask for a long time, but even watching Amos struggle like this, Dekan never tired of it.

So I couldn't help but quietly enjoy it for a while longer.

Amos glared at Dekan, her eyes filled with bloodlust as she tried with all her might to find an opportunity to Dekan. However, the constant pain accompanying the curse was pushing her to the brink of collapse.

"Please... spare me... it was my fault..."

In the end, she could only accept the facts, as if she had abandoned all her self-respect, and began to beg for mercy in an exceptionally weak voice.

Dekan nodded in satisfaction.

But he wasn't satisfied with Amos's pleas for mercy; rather, he found her pleading manner exceptionally cute, much like Professor Batchel from the Demon Academy's Cooking Classroom.

Finally, Dekan couldn't help but ask:

"Judging by your race and appearance, do you know a demon named Batchel?"

"What? You know my uncle?"

Amos felt as if he had found a glimmer of hope.

She had just struggled to lift her head and noticed that the devilish doctor's eyes softened dramatically the moment he mentioned Batchel's name.

Judging from this, it's clear that she has a close relationship with Uncle Batchel!

Perhaps there's still hope for me!

"Oh my, so she's Professor Batchel's niece. What a coincidence! No wonder she looks so much like her."

Dekan's smile grew even warmer, like a spring breeze.

"Can you please let me go?! For Uncle Batchel's sake!"

Amos forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as he pleaded with Dekan.

She felt hope was getting closer.

The reason this terrible, demonic doctor hasn't killed her yet, but instead chooses to talk to her, is perhaps because he's mindful of his past relationship with Batchel!

"Hmph, even the way you beg me is just like Professor Batchel."

Dekan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his gradually changing smile sent a chill down Amos's spine.

Batchel, what does he look like?

Could it be that you, who seem to have such a deep relationship with Uncle Batchel, actually did far more cruel things to him?

Amos felt his heart growing colder, as if he were falling halfway into an ice cave.

Suddenly, a truly terrifying question came to mind.

That is--

The demonic doctor before them addressed Batchel as "teacher."

Amos knew.

Batchel was a truly tragic monster.

It wasn't just at the Demon Academy; the Demon Realm Prison was just as miserable.

When she saw Batchel's corpse, she could hardly imagine what he had gone through.

Batchel's downfall began when he encountered two students at the Demon Academy whom he shouldn't have provoked.

One of them later became a great traitor who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Demon Realm.

So this guy in front of me, who claims to be Batchel's student and even tortured Batchel...

Amos suddenly seemed to have figured something out, his eyes widening like saucers.

"You are German...!!!"

"Shh, that would be impolite."

Dekan put his index finger to his lips, immediately casting a Gag spell on Amos, and whispered.

He couldn't let Eve know his identity for the time being.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to scare this overly timid demon into losing control of his bladder.

Although Dekan didn't know why Amos recognized him as Delois based on this.

But based on Amos's reaction, Dekan probably had his own guesses.

At first.

Everything I experienced in the original Shadow World [Demon Academy Tales].

This is very likely in real history.

It was also personally accomplished by Delois.

"Waaaaah!!"

Amos struggled desperately to make a sound, but it was as if his throat was about to fall out, and he could only whimper.

She knew she was probably doomed.

If the information that "Delois infiltrated the Demon Realm Hospital" is not passed out, not only her, but the entire Ninth Army will be doomed!

"You're really something else. You're clearly a major scourge on the Ninth Army, yet now you're thinking of helping Ninth Army."

Dekan seemed to see something rather ironic and couldn't help but sigh,

"It seems my ideological education has been very effective."

"Waaaaah!!!"

Amos struggled, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

She wasn't doing this for the Ninth Army at all.

But if the Ninth Army falls, she will truly have no hope of escaping this guy's clutches!

Delois of Calamity!

None of the people he targeted ever met a good end!

He is utterly insane and wicked, the absolute demon among demons!!!

Whenever Amos recalls Batchel's miserable state, he cannot imagine that a student could have done such a thing.

If Delois was so brutal even during his student days, Amos couldn't imagine how terrifying Delois would be if he were still alive today, after so many years.

Now, this legendary demon from the Demon Realm has actually found its way to him!

By the time she realized she had offended Delois, it was already too late.

"Actually, I only intended to cure you."

Dekan said with a smile.

"... Ugh!"

Amos wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a word.

What kind of medical treatment are you?!

The stranger Delois's words were, the more terrifying she felt.

"But unfortunately, you know too much."

After saying this, Dekan scattered Venomous Ground Spikes on the floor of the operating room.

He then stood up from his chair, walked around the Venomous Ground Spikes on the ground, and kicked the listless Amos as he approached her.

Amos rolled a few more times on the Venomous Ground Spikes.

Even though she had a resistance to poison, she couldn't bear the pain from the bleeding.

Immediately, Amos, whose body was covered in spikes, let out an even more piercing wail, which seemed to pierce through the operating room door and be heard by all the doctors and patients in the anesthesiology department.

Dekan nodded in satisfaction, lay down on the operating table, and leisurely clasped his hands behind his head.

He seemed to regard this place as his recliner.

They ignored the fact that the patient was lying on the ground, trying his best to shout but unable to make a sound.

Eve looked at this absurd doctor-patient relationship.

It feels like there's something wrong with everything.

But I don't know where to begin.

All I can say is that the Demon Realm is extraordinary.