The magic cards I made are no problem

The challenger looked at the two 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 listen to such a complicated mechanism analysis. Just watch me rectify the devil's chorus and it's over."

"...Do you carry the spectator program?"

"A rookie anchor."

Leaving this sentence behind, Durkan and Cornelia walked away from the infirmary, leaving only the challenger with a bewildered face...

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

"Did they even get the school map?!"

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

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

......

Durkan and Cornelia walked towards the music classroom.

Now the corridor of Devil Academy has completely turned into Durkan and Cornelia's back garden.

However, they were annoyed by a bunch of idle demon students dangling on the road, and the school resumed classes.

Anyway, when I challenge the music classroom later, I have to adjust the state of the school to class.

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

"it is good."

When he was about to reach the music classroom, Durkan took out a demon pass from his pocket and handed it to Cornelia.

This was what they had found from the dead body of the demon teacher in the classroom that Bacher had raided.

The broadcasting room and the infirmary did not have a demon pass, but the teachers in the other two classrooms did have a demon pass.

Originally, the two of them each took one.

Both of them are in Cornelia's hands now, and each one can be kept safe for at least half an hour.

The duration of a music class is only one hour, even if the director is standing beside Cornelia, she will not be in danger waiting outside the door.

"Cornelia, I'm going in."

"Well, be careful."

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

The light instantly filled his field of vision.

This music classroom looks like a classical concert hall.

Different from the dark corridor, the music classroom looks very bright. There are all kinds of lifelike paintings carved on the stone pillars, and the walls seem to be made of pure and flawless white jade.

And right in front of the hall is a circular stage, covered with thick and smooth carpets, with various musical instruments on both sides, and two rows of steps in the center, on which stand twenty demon students.

Looks like the Devil's Choir.

In this classroom, the most conspicuous one was the male demon who stood in front of the demon choir, wearing a black dress and gold-rimmed glasses, looking gentle and a little serious.

"Welcome to the music classroom."

Seemingly aware of Durkan's arrival, the music teacher turned around and said with a calm smile.

Volume 030 Devil Academy Tales: [-] Durkan's Premiere

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

"Let's sing."

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

His behavior made the students of Devil's Choir frown.

Because Durkan is the most arrogant——

He turned the chair upside down, with his back to the choir.

The music teacher was silent for a moment, then said: "...then let's start."

Since this student was so pushy, he wasn't even given the chance to make an opening speech.

Then it is okay not to introduce the rules.

After all, it is voluntary for students.

At that time, the killing mechanism will be triggered, just follow the rules.

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

The instrument looked like a piano and sounded like one, so Durkan took it for granted.

Well, except the tone is a little bit weird.

However, in Durkan's view, piano and timbre have never been the most important.

Durkan is concerned with its structure—

It's perfect for being converted into a grill next to the pool.

......

Amidst the accompaniment, the Devil's Choir also began to sing in unison.

The repertoire style sung by the choir is quite loud and indulging.

Like the crooning of a fallen person, or the sigh of a judge, it has an unspeakable charm, as if it wants to make the listener sink and get lost in it.

In less than 5 minutes, they completed the first singing.

Durkan didn't respond at all until they finished singing.

He didn't mean to applaud at all.

He could only hear his somewhat dissatisfied voice: "Unfortunately, I can't use this chair to turn around for you."

Durkan sighed and stood up.

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

Durkan walked towards the stage while talking.

This made the music teacher and the students of the devil's choir a little startled.

They have never seen such an arrogant person!

It's okay to turn your back on them just now.

Unworthy of turning him around?

Want to teach singing?

What kind of new insult is this?

He is here to seek death!

"Ha ha."

The expressions of many students gradually became ferocious, and they even laughed.

To them, Durkan was already a corpse.

Soon they will show 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 reckless student.

What is really terrifying in this classroom is not the killing mechanism, but this group of demonic students full of twisted psychology.

They will try their best to kill the new students.

"are you ready?"

Seeing that Durkan had already taken the seat of the Devil's Choir, the music teacher asked.

"All right."

Durkan shouted after the group of demon students.

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

The noisy and intoxicating tone flows slowly from the piano and gradually freezes in the air.

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

Just when the piano music is about to enter a good stage.

The devil's choir was just beginning to sing.

“We were no strangers to love~”

Durkan's voice shook the music teacher's hands, and he almost missed the next note.

All the devil students stopped their chorus and stared at him dumbfounded.

Not only the piano sound, but even the devil's choir was overwhelmed by Durkan 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 suspicion.

Let's take a ten thousand step back, let alone why this guy understands their rules.

Why is this guy able to control the school's broadcasting? !

The volume was so loud that it would kill them.

How could it be possible to overwhelm this bastard?

The demon teacher also stopped playing, looking in the direction of the choir with a dark face.

"All 20 of you sang wrongly."

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

Because that's the way the rules are, Demon Choir has been using this mechanic to entrap other Demon students.

Conversely, if the Devil's Choir is cheated, the teacher also needs to approve it as usual.

If the demon teacher disobeyed, he would be the one who died after being discovered by the principal.

All the demon students looked at Durkan in horror.

They have already realized that something is wrong.

"Ahem, let's 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 was played, all the devil students reached a tacit understanding.

They were ready to go early when Durkan made an error.

But Durkan had already predicted the demon student's strategy, so he sang it first.

"It's changed~~"

Durkan raised his head in an intoxicated manner, and sang with a bright smile.

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

"20 of you, wrong for the second time."