But grabbing this opportunity would allow her to escape once again.
No one was better at fleeing than she was, and no one could catch her!
"..."
Blasphemous Lord logast paused, her raised hands trembling as she lowered them, her expression turning to one of disbelief,
"Calila... Calila again... You actually consider other demons as your mother... I’m so jealous I’m going crazy!"
The motherly façade of logast crumbled, replaced by uncontrollable madness.
"I am your only mother, only I would love you this much, love you so much I want to monopolize you, to rge with you!"
She shrieked sharply, her body transforming into a purple scorpion-like shadow swooping toward Princess Huebelle.
"Freak... I don’t have such an aunt."
Princess Huebelle and the gray kitten in her arms both stared fixedly at the Blasphemous Lord.
She needed to seize the mont to escape from the jaws of danger.
Not even a fraction less would do.
Just as the chase between Blasphemous Lord logast and Princess Huebelle reached a critical mont,
an unexpected change suddenly occurred.
Accompanied by a deafening boom, the walls of the Botanical Garden shattered.
Buzz!!
An invisible wave of magic power swept violently through the space of the Botanical Garden.
Ti in the entire Botanical Garden seed to have stopped.
Every figure froze in place like stone sculptures, their actions halted.
The Blasphemous Lord only felt a wave of dizziness.
Strange, why would she feel sleepy at this ti?
This feeling... was it "Fallen Wonderland"?
But why was its effect so weak?
This level of spiritual magic would only cause her a montary distraction if she consciously resisted.
Then the consciousness of Blasphemous Lord sunk into slumber.
Not a second later, she furrowed her brow and ca to her senses, looking toward the collapsed rubble on one side of the classroom.
The next mont, her icy pupils suddenly narrowed.
What appeared before her eyes
was a figure from the Phantom Demon Race.
The pristine white color, the familiar magic power, and the unique spell, undoubtedly reminded Blasphemous Lord logast of a morable demon.
Especially that spell.
It couldn’t be wrong.
"How could you possibly... know Gentle Town?"
She said, trembling.
This new school principal of the Phantom Demon Race, a male demon she quite fancied, actually used Calila’s unique innate magic in front of her.
Blasphemous Lord logast had no ti to care that the princess, who had been so close, had disappeared.
The princess was now in the arms of the new school principal of the Phantom Demon Race.
It seed the princess had also fallen asleep just now and had not yet awakened.
"Because Calila gave it to ."
Lanci’s eyes, firm as rock, stared directly at logast, the profound aning in his erald gaze indescribable.
From a distance, Lanci looked at logast.
Although he was reluctant to use force in school, if this Scorpion Tail Witch posed such a danger to Huebelle, he would perform his duties as principal and eliminate her.
"You’re lying, you’re lying, Calila would never give her pride to anyone!!"
logast stepped back a couple of steps, unable to accept it, and cried out as she clutched her head.
"So you really like Calila that much?"
Lanci murmured, as if he had understood sothing.
A hint of regret, pity, and apology appeared in his eyes.
Unfortunately,
Calila had interest only in him, and not in this Miss Scorpion Tail.
These subtle expressions, logast saw everything clearly.
"No, I don’t accept..."
Sothing broke in her heart, her sclera gradually turning black as she shed Black Erosion Tears,
"I want to hurt you, I want to hinder you, I want to destroy you!!"
Blasphemous Lord logast scread at Lanci.
She no longer cared to figure out what this mysterious Phantom Demon truly was, nor did she want to unveil the mystery shrouding him.
The segnts of her scorpion tail bristled up, fully prepared to kill the Phantom Demon before her.
He deserved to die a thousand deaths!
The regal pressure of the Great Demon Clan perated, causing all the sleeping students and teachers in the Botanical Garden classroom to quake awake, tears streaming as they prostrated on the ground, looking at the furiously enraged Great Demon.
"!"
Princess Huebelle also felt chills down her spine and opened her eyes.
When she ca to her senses, she realized she was being hugged by a familiar figure, while the little gray cat was still asleep.
She looked up in surprise.
On seeing the green pupils of the other, her eyes brimd with tears.
"Lanci... you’ve finally co to rescue ..."
Even though this man had changed his appearance once again, she would never misrecognize that gentle gaze.
"Are you alright?"
Lanci asked, looking down at her.
Ignoring Blasphemous Lord logast.
Because a demon had already told him that logast was her adversary.
Not seeing Huebelle for a long ti had made Lanci quite miss her.
Seeing that Huebelle was still safe, Lanci felt relieved.
"...not really."
She eased her body, feigning that she couldn’t stand properly, and that she was so cold, deliberately leaning on Lanci for support.
"You rest easy, I’m here."
Thus, Lanci did not let go, steadying her.
From afar, Blasphemous Lord logast watched the two demons getting cozy with each other, growing even more intolerable.
"Princess, I’m going to teach you what modesty ans! I will teach you myself!"
In an instant, logast’s figure flickered, accompanied by angry cries, her claws and scorpion tail nearly piercing through Lanci.
However, what Princess Huebelle caught in her eyes in the next mont,
seeing logast’s terrifying stinger coming at them again, silver starlight scattered in the night, a fantastical celestial spirit-like girl had already appeared mid-air.
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