"Was the school janitor actually the embodiment of the Demon of Judgment?"
Inside the gymnasium, the captain of the Tatu Squad couldn't help exclaiming at the gloomy, terrifying scene before him.
"That's so devious. I can't believe the Demonfolk in the academy are this devious."
"Ahem," someone beside him reminded him. "Captain, we're the Demonfolk in the academy now."
"Uh, clever. I can't believe the Demonfolk in the academy are this clever," the captain quickly corrected himself.
Then he looked toward Ram, who sat beneath the projected magic circle, appearing unfathomably mysterious.
"Are you the Demon of Judgment?"
Ram remembered Jia Xiu's advice: say nothing and act like a master.
He silently handed over a page covered in spellwork.
"Is this our next task?" the captain asked cautiously as he accepted the page.
Ram remained silent. He simply picked up his mop and left the gymnasium.
The moment he left, the red glow filling the gym vanished, and the strange magic circle on the wall disappeared as well.
The Tatu Squad didn't dare so much as breathe.
Only half a minute after Ram had left did the captain finally say, "What an imposing presence. Are the characters in this trial really made this formidable?"
A teammate agreed. "They really are. I didn't sense much magic, he only said one sentence, and he even carried a mop around with him, but he seemed so powerful..."
The page left behind by the "mighty" Ram naturally became the squad's focus of study.
"Hmm... This should be some kind of spell close to an illusion."
The young man responsible for studying spell runes pushed up his thick glasses.
Since there were no materials with a higher refractive index available yet, and the manufacturing techniques weren't advanced enough, high-prescription lenses were incredibly thick.
"It seems