The King of Fairies is now a Demon Lord

Everyone was laughing, who would not laugh at such a comical scene?!

Even the teachers present were not able to hold it in. The person they looked up to had a fake beard, in fact once upon a time they were thinking of growing a beard, following the footsteps of Bumblebore but now they would rather not have a beard.

"SILENCE!" The old man screamed at the top of his voice.

His face was deeply flustered as he started to speak in the mic.

"You all have failed my test, all of you! Your internal marks will be graded zero. The test was to see if you all will laugh and everyone one of you laughed."

He shook his head in pity.

Rael stared at him, rolling his eyes, while everyone present was brooding on the fact that their internal marks will be zero for the month which meant they won't get and school points from the school.

'Just how much can he bullshit? I am sure nobody here buys it.'

He turned around to look at the people nearby him and was stunned by them all.

"These dumbos actually believe him?!"

He shook his head in pity and started to pay attention to the old man who was now explaining many other things.

"All first years and second years will be provided with a certain amount of money to buy all your commodities. All of it will be sponsored by the school as you have lost your belongings.

You will have to also buy everything needed for the Survival Assessment along with the belongings.

After you are done we will send all first years and second years to different schools because we can't accommodate you all. You all will go directly for the assessment from the respective school as for the third years (The third year buildings haven't been destroyed), you all will stay here until further notice."

The old man ended his explanation and turned around to run away from the student's eyes. He had already embarrassed himself enough.

"Coward! The beard was weak." Rael scoffed as he also turned away, ready to leave.

As he was leaving, he found someone standing in front of him like an immovable pillar.

He observed the brown-haired woman, she was Lucifer who had reverted back to her teacher disguise, even Rael hadn't seen her true form except for Puck.

"Where had you been?" She asked strictly.

"Huh? What do you mean?.. I have been here all along?" Rael retorted, he had indeed been there since the beginning.

"I didn't feel your signature energy when I teleported everyone," Lucifer said as she crossed her arms making her assets look larger.

"Haha.... oh that... I was actually in the third year's territory with my third-year friends..."

She raised her eyebrows, she knew that he didn't have any friends excluding his roommates, he hadn't even bothered to interact with everyone in his dorm.

"Oh is that so? Mind telling me one of them?" She said sarcastically.

"Okay forget about what I said earlier... I was in a café, eating a ham sandwich and drinking coffee alone, thinking of making a farm and maybe communicating with the animals.." Rael spoke not daring to look at her in the eye.

Lucy stared at him in disbelief before giggling. She pulled him by the ear and held his two cheeks with her hands.

"I have never seen such a gullible guy like you.... why don't you come to my place later, come with your belongings, you can stay over for the time being... your dorm is destroyed anyway plus you will be a bit less lonely won't you?"

She said the last line winking, before running away with a huge blush on her face.

He stared at her running figure in a daze before smiling wryly. He shrugged his shoulders and sighed.

"So troublesome."

~

Later that day I was heading to various shops to buy all the commodities that were needed.

I couldn't help but think of Lucifer, I am sure that both of us have already started to develop feelings for each other.

Shaking my head I focused on buying what I needed.

As I finished buying all the stuff, I stored them all by using basic space magic.

While walking towards the school I met up with some first years from my class.

They were in a hurry and seemed jolly talking to each other.

"Where are you all going?" I asked one of the three classmates.

The first classmate called Sutorohoberry shrugged, "I don't know it seems that some third years have called all first-years to gather near the basement.

"Huh? Why is that?" I frowned.

"We don't know I think they are trying to show us a performance." A guy named Sushi answered.

I nodded and started to follow the group. Upon reaching the basement, I saw a very gruesome scene revealing in front of me.

In front of me, Boaz was hung to a cross, with nails pinned to his limbs, it was a scene relatable to what happened to Jesus.

The third-year were snickering while mocking Boaz. Surprisingly, Ruth was also there and he was pinned down.

A third-year kicked Ruth's face as he looked at him with disgust.

"You dared to try and save your brother!"

He glared at Ruth as he ordered his men.

"Cut all his body parts and then let it regrow and repeat the same process like a loop."

He smiled evilly as he turned around to look at Boaz.

"Now that charming face that you have.... how dare you to steal the heart of my fiance."

He punched Boaz's face again and again until it was disfigured.

Boaz hadn't even tried to seduce the fiance of the Glutomny Prince. It was just he caught her attention unknowingly, he didn't know that she had a fiance and that too a prince of gluttony, both of them fell in love with each other later on.

Everything was going well until the gluttony prince came to know about the matter.

He was a possessive fatso who looked at women as his playthings, he was enraged when he found out someone had taken his toy-fiance away.

All this happen two years ago and from that day he decided to make it a tradition to beat up Boaz on a certain day. He would show it to all the first years so that it would be engraved in their mind to never go against him.

Kill two birds with one stone.

I was a bit shocked and surprised when I saw Ruth, the brother of Boaz standing up for him. From what I had heard and thought was that Ruth hated Boaz.

Ruth could never hate Boaz no matter what, despite all his tries to do so. Blood will always be thicker than water.

Slight anger erupted in my heart as I stared at the gluttony brat.

Should I make the fiance and Boaz fuck in front of him before finishing him off?

Shifting my gaze from the gluttony prince named Putato, I stared at the crucified guy, Boaz.

Pitiful and Pathetic.

That's all I could muster.

"Everyone... I will be distributing these stones to you all... you have to throw it on the man in front." Putato said while grinning evilly at Boaz.

The senior students came and started to distribute the stones.

I inspected the stones and frowned deeply.

This bastard was giving Mythril stones! Although it was impure Mythril, it was still Mythril!

My soul got erased and sent to nothingness to be devoured due to the Pure Mythril Statue based on me!!

Normal and Impure Mythril have anti-mana properties which can cripple mana veins and even mana capacity.

That is what was happening to Boaz, slowly his body and mana were deteriorating.

"So who would like to go first?" Putato asked with an amused smile.

Nobody dared to step forward, it was too indemon and if anyone stepped forward then he or she would attract attention becoming an instant target.

"What no one?" The prince asked shouting feeling angry by every passing second.

Seeing that no one was stepping forward, I stepped forward.

This was a chance.

It was an opportunity.

"Hoh?" What's your name pretty boy?" Bukkad asked annoyed.

"Irakiel," I answered nonchalantly.

"Hahaha, at least you have a spine! Very well let us see you doing your best. I will gift you whatever you desire for being the only one to step forward." Putato proudly announced.

"You have my thanks..... fatso..." I spoke with disdain and muttering the word loud enough for everyone to hear.

Clutching the stone in my palm, it started to bleed because of holding it too hard.

I then threw the Mythril stone in the direction of Putato.

*Splash!*

Blood splattered upon the floor dyeing it with the color red.