Shami quickly looked towards the corner, where the quietly placed human skeleton slowly turned its skull, its hollow eyes staring straight at him.
After three seconds of eye contact, a skeletal right hand was raised, waving at him.
"Long ti no see, Lord Shami! At first, I wasn’t sure, until so familiar Demonic Qi appeared on you."
"Bone Fra?!"
Shami widened his eyes, looking at the skeleton before him.
No wonder he felt this skeleton looked so familiar when he entered the office.
He didn’t expect it to be an old acquaintance.
Nowadays, isn’t this neat and petite skeleton exactly the Bone Fra that left the village to train on the continent?
"How co you’re here?"
Shami looked at Bone Fra incredulously.
"I’m now the dedicated skeletal decoration of this office."
Bone Fra replied earnestly.
"You said you were going out to train, but it turns out you were looking for a job, Bone Fra?"
"Not at all! There’s too much tumultuous content inside."
Bone Fra sighed, turned around, and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Lord Shami, I’ll tell you slowly when there’s ti. By the way, why are you here? Director Rooney went to have lunch and will be back in about ten minutes."
"Rooney?"
"Yes, the freshman director at Saint Karno School. Also the owner of this office."
Bone Fra explained.
Shami nodded in understanding and stated his purpose for coming here.
"My goodness, our faction is thriving! Did the Dragon Race join us? Does this formation imply an invasion of Saint Karno School? Good thing I’ve been lurking here for so long!"
"Feels like you ca here due to so irreversible factors, right?"
Shami glanced at Bone Fra.
Bone Fra wanted to argue.
But Shami was already laughing.
Since Bone Fra has been staying here for a long ti, he must know so important things.
"Bone Fra, since you’re the skeleton decoration of this office, you must be very familiar with everything here."
"To the extent of knowing it thoroughly! No one knows this office better than ."
Bone Fra was full of confidence.
Shami pointed to the safe under the office cabinet.
"Then you know what to do, right? I need tomorrow’s exam papers. What’s the password?"
"Please wait! Let handle it, Lord Shami, the hand of a skeleton leaves no traces."
"Not bad, not bad."
Shami praised Bone Fra’s caution.
"You’ve made great progress being outside these days."
Bone Fra moved to the office cabinet, crouched down, and poked the password screen with his finger, successfully opening the safe.
In the center of the safe, lay the papers for tomorrow’s exam.
Shami instructed Bone Fra to pick up the papers and use the Recording Crystal to record all the content on the papers.
"Wait, why are there only half of the questions?"
Halfway through the recording, Shami noticed sothing was wrong; the exam paper only had questions worth 50 points!
Where’s the remaining 50 points?
"Oh, the other half Rooney hasn’t decided yet, he usually finalizes them an hour before the exam."
"That’s so random!"
Shami couldn’t help but remark.
Bone Fra put the exam papers back in the safe, expertly tidying up any items that had been disturbed in the office.
"Lord Shami, do you still need anything? If you do, I’ll find a way to contact you later."
Shami shook his head.
"No, it’s too late. The examinees enter the room an hour before the exam, and that’s when Rooney decides the remaining questions. So an hour before the exam, even the examiner doesn’t know what’s on the test! Is this what they call a ’Luck Exam’? Impressive indeed."
Placing the Recording Crystal into the Demon King Ring, Shami had accomplished his purpose of coming here.
"However, with these 50 points, at least Elze won’t have to hand in a blank sheet."
Shami sighed with relief.
Anyway, his mission was completed.
Let’s leave the rest to luck.
At this mont, footsteps were heard outside the door, growing closer and closer.
"Lord Shami, Director Rooney is coming back! Quick, return to your original state!"
Bone Fra hurriedly returned to the corner, dropped its head, let its arms hang at its sides, reverting to the appearance of a normal human skeleton.
"What do you an ’return’? It’s not Toy Story ti!"
Shami quickly gathered his Magic Power, intending to use the Teleportation Gate to leave.
But it was too late; the opening and closing of a Teleportation Gate require so ti, and even if he could leave successfully, the disappearance of the Teleportation Gate would also take so ti.
A half-dissipated Teleportation Gate would surely arouse suspicion.
Damn, to be caught in a dangerous situation at the last mont!
——
Rooney was in a particularly good mood today; the lunch he had today was delicious, especially that stone-grilled steak. The steak cooked on volcanic rock not only tasted exquisite but also bore imprints from the volcanic stone slab, looking like a delicacy from the depths of a volcano.
This imdiately reminded him of the kind of questions he wanted to set for tomorrow.
Why not test everyone on their knowledge about volcanoes and grilling at?
Thinking this way, Rooney walked into his office, discovering a black-haired young man standing in the reception area of the office, glancing at the walls.
"Who are you?"
Rooney looked at this unfamiliar face, and at the sa ti, the unfamiliar face looked at him.
Shami saw the owner of the office.
It was a short but robust man with a thick brown beard and bushy eyebrows.
Shami smiled nervously.
"Hello, are you Director Rooney? I’m here to apply for a special skills teacher position—"
Shami’s glance swept to the side of the bookshelf, quickly making up a fake na based on the spine of the books.
"Surna Edogawa."
A demon king isn’t just a magic brute; sotis you earn your keep using your brain.
In the urgent situation just now, Shami’s eyes caught useful content from various posters and newspapers hanging on the office walls.
[Signboard Announcent]
[Saint Karno School Recruitnt Information]
[...]
Saint Karno School was recruiting special skills teachers, with the interview location being Rooney’s office.
Shami imdiately grasped this information and made use of it.
Using this information to create a plausible reason for being present was completely reasonable.
"Oh, I see. Sorry, I was having lunch just now. But today isn’t the interview day, huh."
Rooney stroked his beard and sat in his office chair.
"Is it? Looks like I made a mistake."
Shami glanced at the poster again, and then looked at Rooney, who was now unsuspecting.
"Mr. Edogawa looks quite young. Since you’re here for the position, you must have seen our recruitnt details."
Shami nodded.
He already had so understanding from the poster earlier.
Rooney looked at Shami.
"Then may I ask, what are your special skills, Mr. Edogawa?"
Shami was silent.
Special skills?
Being a villager, but secretly a demon king, does being able to resurrect various demons count?
Or maybe drawing magic arrays and tattooing spells on demon envoy girls count?
But how could he say such things?
Matters related to demons must remain undisclosed.
"Director Rooney, does having one special skill qualify one to beco a special skills teacher?"
"Hmm. But we also need to see our specific assessnt. So special skills aren’t applicable in our school."
Rooney smiled.
"If you’ve decided, you can co to our school for an interview at the scheduled ti."
Shami stood up, giving a side glance at Bone Fra who was secretly watching him behind Rooney.
"Sorry for bothering you today then."
"Goodbye."
Shami successfully left Saint Karno School.
Inside the office.
Rooney sat quietly in the chair, scanning his office with his eyes like an x-ray.
Although willing to believe the black-haired young man ca for the interview, professional instinct still compelled him to observe his surroundings.
Everything in the office fell under the scrutiny of his calm eyes.
All docunts were intact, with no obvious signs of having been tampered with.
Only then did Rooney leisurely hum a little tune.
In the corner.
Having returned to its normal form, Bone Fra remained motionless.
During the conversation with Shami earlier, knowing the office and Rooney well, Bone Fra had tidied up everything that needed tidying.
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