My Demon Professors Are All Gorgeous Girls Chapter 25: The Calm That Cuts Deep

Days passed without an alarm. No tremors. No wraiths. Even the Pillars remained stable.

I hated it.

Because calm ant sothing was being planned in silence. Sothing worse.

Valmira joined in the garden late one evening. She carried her to under one arm, her usual expression unreadable.

"The Codex," she said quietly, "is changing."

I glanced at mine. "How?"

"Mine speaks of... resurrection. A being from before the shards. Sothing buried beneath the realm itself."

A chill ran through . "You think the Demon King was just the start?"

She nodded.

I turned to the horizon. "Then the quiet is a lie. Just like always."

That night, I couldn’t sleep.

I stood on the rooftop, cape whipping inside the wind. The stars above shimred like looking eyes. Behind , Lilith joined in silence.

"You experience it, don’t you?" she said. "The air’s too nevertheless."

"Sothing’s coming."

"Yes," she whispered. "And this ti, even the shard may not be enough."

I looked out over the Academy, where every light still burned, and clenched my fist.

Then we’d find more than light.

We’d forge a fire the world couldn’t extinguish.