My Demon Professors Are All Gorgeous Girls Chapter 47: The Trial of Flame

To wield Project Crownless, I had to pass the Trial of Fla—deep beneath the Academy, where fire wasn’t heat, but mory.

Lilith stood at the edge of the pit. "If you fail, you forget everything. Everyone."

I stepped in.

The flas were cold.

They showed every mistake. Every death. Every mont I hesitated. The weight crushed my spine. Burned my lungs.

But through it all—I rembered their faces.

Lilith’s cold smirk. Yuria’s fire. Valmira’s quiet certainty. Seraphina’s pride. Astraea’s stubborn strength.

I stood.

The flas bowed.

I walked out alive.