There is no problem with the magic cards I made

The challenger looked at the two people who were about to leave the infirmary without hesitation and asked in a panic.

"No, the gentlemen watching the live broadcast outside don't want to hear such a complicated mechanism analysis. They can just watch me rectify the Demon Chorus."

"...You brought the game viewing program with you?"

"New anchor."

Putting these words aside, Dekan and Cornelia walked away from the infirmary, leaving only the confused challenger behind...

"I haven't told them where the music room is yet..."

"Did they even get the school map?!"

"How come I haven't heard of such a great god..."

The challenger sat in the infirmary and muttered to himself blankly.

...

Dekan and Cornelia walked towards the music classroom.

Now the corridors of the Demon Academy have completely turned into the back garden of Dekan and Cornelia.

However, they were more annoyed with a bunch of idle demon students wandering around on the road, so the school resumed classes.

Anyway, when I challenge the music classroom later, I have to change the school status to class.

"Cornelia, this classroom is more suitable for a solo challenge. Please wait for me at the door."

"good."

As he approached the music room, Dekan took out a Devil's Pass from his pocket and handed it to Cornelia.

This was what they had previously recovered from the body of the demon teacher in the classroom that was raided by Bachel.

The broadcast room and the infirmary did not have devil passes, but the teachers in the other two classrooms did.

Originally, the two of them took one piece each.

Now both of them are in Cornelia's hands, each one can guarantee safety for at least half an hour.

A music class lasts only one hour. Even if the director is standing next to Cornelia, she will not be in danger waiting outside the door.

"Cornelia, I'm going in."

"Well, be safe."

Then Dekan pushed open the door of the music classroom alone and walked in.

Light instantly filled his field of vision.

The music room looks like a classical performance hall.

Different from the dim corridor, the music classroom looks very bright. The stone pillars are carved with various lifelike paintings, and the walls seem to be made of pure and flawless white jade.

There is a circular stage directly in front of the hall. The stage is covered with thick and soft carpets, with various musical instruments placed on both sides. In the center are two rows of steps, with twenty demon students standing on them.

It seems to be the Devil's Choir.

In this classroom, the most eye-catching thing is the male devil standing in front of the devil choir, wearing a black dress and gold-rimmed glasses, who looks elegant and a little serious.

"Welcome to the music room."

Seemingly noticing Dekan's arrival, the music teacher turned back and said with a calm smile.

Volume 1: Tales from the Demon Academy: 030 Dekan’s First Performance

Before the demon teacher could finish his opening remarks, Dekan had already walked to the seat opposite the stage and sat down.

"Let's sing."

He looked like a judge, dragging his chin with one hand and leaning on the chair.

His behavior made the students of the Demon Choir frown.

Because the most arrogant thing about Dekan is——

He turned his chair over so that his back was to the choir.

The music teacher was silent for a moment and said: "...Let's start."

Since this student is so arrogant, he is not even given a chance to make an opening statement.

Then it is okay not to introduce the rules.

After all, it is the students' choice.

When the killing mechanism is triggered, just follow the rules.

The music teacher sneered, turned to look at the choir students, and began to play the large instrument in front of him.

The instrument looked like a piano and sounded like a piano, so Durkan assumed it was a piano.

Well, except for the timbre, which is a little bit strange.

However, in Dekan's view, the tone of the piano has never been the most important thing.

Durkan was concerned with its structure—

It's perfect for converting into a barbecue grill and placing it next to the pool.

...

Amidst the accompaniment, the Devil Choir also began singing in unison.

The choir sang in a rather noisy and indulgent style.

Like the low voice of a fallen person or the sigh of a judge, it carries an unspeakable charm, as if it wants to make the listener fall deeply into it and get lost in it.

In less than five minutes, they finished singing the first time.

Until they finished singing, Dekan didn't react at all.

He had no intention of applauding.

Only his somewhat dissatisfied voice was heard: "Unfortunately, I can't use this chair to turn around for you."

Durkan sighed and stood up.

"This is how the song goes. I will only teach it once. Listen carefully."

Dekan said as he walked towards the stage.

This made both the music teacher and the students of the Demon Choir a little frightened and angry.

They have never seen such an arrogant person!

It was okay if I turned my back to them just now.

Not worthy of letting him turn around?

Want to teach singing?

What kind of new insult is this?

He is here to die!

"hehe."

Many students' expressions gradually became ferocious, and they even laughed.

To them, Dekan was already a corpse.

Soon they will teach Durkan what true despair is.

He was brutally killed in fear and unwillingness.

The music teacher also smiled disdainfully.

He couldn't wait to kill this ignorant student.

The real horror in this classroom is not the killing mechanism, but this group of demon students full of twisted psychology.

They will try their best to kill the new students.

"are you ready?"

Seeing that Dekan had already stood on the Devil's Chorus seat, the music teacher asked.

"alright."

Dekan shouted after the group of demon students.

The music teacher took a deep breath, put his hands on the keys, and pressed them slowly.

The noisy and addictive tone flows slowly from the piano and gradually solidifies in the air.

The sound of the piano gradually began to fall like raindrops, and the reverberation lingered on the stage.

Just when the piano music is about to enter its best state.

When the Demon Chorus also started singing.

"We were no strangers to love~"

Dekan's voice shook the music teacher's hand, and he almost missed the next note.

All the demon students stopped singing and looked at him dumbfounded.

Not only the piano sound, but also the voice of the Devil Choir was drowned out by Dekan alone!

Why?

Because Durkan controls the school radio!

He turned up the volume of the radio in the music classroom to the maximum and used the magic ring as a microphone to sing the song he wanted to sing!

"What are you looking at? You all sang it wrong!"

"???"

The expressions of all the demon students were full of doubts about demon students.

Let’s take a step back and let’s not talk about why this guy knows their rules.

Why can this guy control the school's broadcast? !

The volume was so loud that it would kill them.

How could you possibly cover up this bastard?

The demon teacher also stopped playing and looked in the direction of the choir with his face as dark as a pot.

"All 20 of you sang it wrong."

Although the music teacher didn't want to admit it, he could only announce it like this.

Because the rules are like this, the Demon Choir has been using this mechanism to trap other Demon students.

On the other hand, if the Devil's Choir is cheated, the teacher needs to approve it as usual.

If the demon teacher disobeys the rules, he will be the one who dies when the principal finds out.

All the demon students looked at Dekan in horror.

They had realized something was wrong.

"Ahem, start over."

The music teacher coughed twice and said helplessly.

After giving the students a short preparation time, the piano played again.

This time, as soon as the piano started playing, all the demon students reached a tacit understanding.

They were preparing for a false start when Durkan made a mistake.

But Dekan had already predicted the devil student's strategy and sang ahead of him.

"It's changed~~~"

Dekan raised his head as if he was intoxicated and sang with a bright smile.

His voice was still the only voice in the entire music classroom.

"You 20 are wrong for the second time."