Chapter 3 As early as a thousand years ago, someone came to this barren land
A demon king's territory with hell difficulty, an old antique, two notebooks and a stack of reference books that took an unknown amount of time to read...
The above is all Luo Yan gained in the principal's office.
Although the appointment letter has not yet been officially issued, judging from Professor Ivan's tone, there seems to be no suspense about this matter.
In other words.
If nothing happens, I will soon have an accident.
Thanks to the respected principal, Luo Yan left the office with a lot of things in his arms and a frown on his face.
He thought that today's bad luck had been used up and nothing would happen again until the end of the day, but he still had an accident when he went downstairs.
Because his sight was blocked by the book, he couldn't see the road clearly, and bumped into Miss Lilith who was coming out of the teacher's office.
A diamond-level succubus can be knocked to the ground by a bronze-level necromancer.
There shouldn't be a colder joke in hell than this.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Miss Lilith collapsed on the ground, her criss-crossed black stockings barely blocking the hem of her hip-covering skirt. With her weak and seriously injured look, it was completely impossible to tell that this guy actually had speed and strength that was not inferior to Professor Ernos.
Silver short ear-length hair hangs down on slender shoulders, and the rimless glasses accidentally fell on the semi-open neckline. Every detail is like a textbook - wait, when was the button on the collar unbuttoned? !
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Luo Yan was confused and apologized subconsciously, then picked up the book in his arms with fear, for fear of offending this god of plague, and he did not dare to meet her eyes.
However, as luck would have it, this guy was clearly coming for him. He jumped up, grabbed two books with his right hand and held them in his hand, and pushed him against the wall with his left arm.
"Luo Yan, there is no word "sorry" in hell. Do you think a word of apology can compensate the teacher for his losses? Or do you think this is what you call "a little bit more manly"? Shouldn't you help my dear Professor Lilith back to the dormitory and rub her injured feet?"
Jailer?
This seems to be an attractive proposition.
However, he has just turned eighteen and does not want to be downgraded from protecting animals to a skeleton soldier.
"Do you think you need help now..." Luo Yan stared at the dented wall where the elbow had hit him, and said with a tense expression on his face.
"Uh..."
realized that he had used too much force, and this time it was Professor Lilith's turn to lose her composure.
Especially noticed the sharp gaze from the top of the tower. In the end, this professor with poor moral standards was too embarrassed to bully his student and returned the book in his hand to him.
Tut tut tut.
But I didn’t expect that this little guy was lucky enough to win the favor of the old demigod monster at the top of the tower.
Perhaps...
I can make some additional investments.
Over the years, the Demon King Academy has sent many talents to the government of hell and the court of the demon god. However, the demon kings sent have basically become consumables that cannot survive for a few years, so that the students are eager to squeeze into the position of civil servants.
She does not lack connections in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but the "Demon King" is not just her shortcoming, it is the shortcoming of the entire Demon King Academy!
There are some good things that are not available in the underground world and can only be obtained from human lands. As we all know, only the Demon King has his own territory near the surface...even if in everyone's eyes, that thing is just a hot piece of flame crystal.
Speaking of which, she has always wanted a maid with pointed ears as a pet.
Lilith licked her lips, and her deep pupils were suddenly filled with meaning.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, sister is actually here... to give you something."
Sister...
This old monster is really brave.
Luo Yan complained silently in his heart, but saw the slender jade finger making a stroke in the air.
A pink gap opened in the dark space, and then a bronze ring fell out of it, hitting the pile of books in his hand.
The top of the ring is inlaid with a crimson gemstone, and its breathtaking light is like the pupil of a succubus.
Looking at the things thrown on the stack of books, Luo Yan was suddenly startled and his breathing became rapid.
"Gold level magic ring?!"
Since the MP gauge is too short, as a necromancer he can hardly use a few magics.
It is precisely because of this that he once tried to take a different approach, thinking about using scrolls or magic props instead of chanting spells.
However, unfortunately, if you want to make gold-level scrolls or magic tools, you need at least platinum-level strength.
He is just a tough talker of bronze. Although it cannot be said that there is no use for making a bunch of black iron-level magic scrolls, it is basically only one egg left.
As for the magic weapon that can be used multiple times, or even replace the wand as a spell-casting medium? The cost is ten times or twenty times more than the magic scroll!
As for his living expenses, he already needs to plan carefully just to live.
Looking at Luo Yan's face turned red and his breathing rapid, Lilith was both proud and annoyed, and flicked the tip of his nose with her index finger.
"That's right, this smart little cutie, its name is "Soul Drain". When you go to the distant frontier, the gold-level magic items will be enough for you to survive the scene."
"If anyone dares to bully you, use the token your sister gave you to suck that guy away with a hiss."
With a whisper in someone's ear, Lilith decided not to tease this human guy anymore and lazily returned to her office.
Just as Luo Yan judged, this guy came here by chance. With his strength, even if he ran down from the top floor, he would not be able to knock down the diamond-level succubus, let alone injure her.
But for the sake of the gold-level ring, he still looked in awe of Professor Lilith for a moment.
Furthermore, this lady actually found out about the letter of recommendation that Principal Ivan sent for her so quickly.
Strength in every sense cannot be underestimated...
With this thought in mind, Luo Yan walked to Professor Enos's door and deliberately stayed for a while, but saw that the door was not opened for a long time, so he left in disappointment...
...
The dormitory of Demon King Academy is not far from the west tower. It is a huge five-story house.
Of course, based on human aesthetics, this elderly mansion looks like a haunted house.
The statue at the door of the dormitory is a gargoyle, the cleaning maid is a low-level demon, the landscape planted in the potted plant is a piranha, and the vines climbing on the wall are man-eating vines... although they don't seem to have developed enough to eat humans.
In addition, the oil paintings hanging on the side of the corridor are all movable, just like the newspapers in Shanghai.
However, they are much more powerful than the newspapers in Shanghai. Their scope of activities is not limited to picture frames. They occasionally appear on the bathroom mirror.
Just after washing his face, Luo Yan saw a woman in white standing behind him with her eyes gouged out. logdielves in the story: It is said that she was a human prophet who was gouged out her eyes and hanged by a loyal lord because she predicted the death of a certain king .
Later, during a war between hell and humans, she reawakened as a banshee and successfully killed the lord who hanged her and the king to whom the lord was loyal during the war.
In a sense, her prophecy did come true.
Later, in a battle, she was beaten with holy light by the priest of St. Sith Church and was almost knocked out of her mind.
With only a trace of her soul left, she is not even as good as an ordinary ghost, and cannot wander around. She can only sit on the wheelchair built for her by the principal - which is the oil painting and mirror in the dormitory of Demon King Academy.
Luo Yan was quite uncomfortable with it at first, but over time he got used to it and even said hello to these ghosts.
The mature woman paused for a long time, then sighed and said.
"For me, morning is when the sun rises and the moon sets..."
"But there is no sun in hell, right?" Luo Yan wiped the water from his face and said casually.
The woman in the mirror was silent for a long time, and scarlet blood gradually flowed out of the eye sockets where her eyes had been gouged out.
It looked scary, but it was still a little worse than Professor Enos's fearful vision. Luo Yan could give her 50 points at most.
However, this Lady Susanna did not mean to scare him, but she really seemed to be missing something.
"Ah... I really want to take a look again."
She sighed sadly, like a puff of smoke, drifting away from the mirror in the men's bathroom...
...
Hell does not have a rotation of day and night, and most demons have no habit of sleeping at night. Some sleep for several days, and some do not sleep at all.
As for the undead, it is said that they can not sleep at all.
However, thanks to the persistence of Principal Alvin Kruger and other die-hards from the surface, the first-generation Demon God finally installed a huge amethyst ceiling above the Demon City, using the thermal energy of the underground lava to drive the magic array in the ceiling, simulating the light of the purple moon to simulate the day and night cycle.
This suspended ceiling is said to have been stolen from the dwarf's castle, and the dwarves are still worried about it to this day.
At present, the moonlight outside the window has gone out, and for the devil, it is the night of the day.
The day and night here are exactly opposite to those on the surface.
Luo Yan sat by the window. After much thought, he wrote a letter to his godfather and adoptive father, Mr. Jeffrey, explaining today's situation and that he was about to go to an extremely dangerous demon kingdom that had even its core destroyed and had no name.
As for the succubus part, he hid it.
Although he is grateful for Ms. Lilith's help, Priest Jeffrey Mount hates succubi.
I really want to know what happened to him when he was young.
"...Dear Mr. Jeffrey, I would like to greet you again. The above is what happened to me today."
"In addition, my living expenses are all over..."
There is no concept of work-study program in hell, and there is no place where college students can distribute flyers, deliver food, or pick up couriers.
Although it is possible to work for a professor, this is often not a good idea for humans.
The law is the law.
Having been in the same room with a diamond-level demon for a long time, God knows what will happen.
Luo Yan didn't want to ask for money, but he had no choice but to commit himself to Ms. Lilith.
As for Professor Enos?
He had never thought about it.
After writing the letter, Luo Yan folded the envelope, rolled it up and stuffed it into a copper tube the size of a thumb, and then reached out and pressed the bell on the window sill.
A night bat as big as a teddy dog quickly landed on the window sill, staring at him with its dark mouse eyes, and kicked his right foot forward gracefully.
Luo Yan inserted the copper pipe into the leather sheath of its right foot.
"Send it to the temple at No. 104, Nightmare Alley in the West District of the Demon City...for Priest Jeffrey Mount."
The bat squeaked to express its understanding, and then it shot towards the gray sky like an arrow from a string.
Luo Yan watched it disappear, then left the window and returned to the oak table next to the bed.
Looking at the pile full of books, he couldn't help but sigh.
「没想到这三年的大学时光，这么快就要结束了……」
青铜级的魔王。
I hope that the brave men who come to attack him will not laugh...
In order to avoid a wasted outcome, Luo Yan regained his energy and picked up the notebook of Isaac IV and the "Hell Language" translation that Professor Irwin wrote for this notebook many years ago.
Although he did not think that the secret that Professor Irvine had been studying for decades and had not been cracked could be understood by him in only ten days and a half, understanding some history would always be helpful for him to penetrate - or integrate into the local society.
With a temporary mood, he opened two books at the same time, preparing to compare the translations and ponder them carefully.
However, when he saw the first line of the original text of Isaac IV's diary, he was instantly stunned on the spot.
【On December 12, 77 AD, my two brothers were killed by assassins sent from each other. My father was so angry at the front that he vomited blood and died of his injuries. Lying on the bed of the Duchess, I somehow became the king of the Kingdom of Lane. My servant thought that the kingdom was over, and coincidentally, I thought so too. 】
【It has been 24 years since I came into this world. I never thought that such an outrageous thing would happen to me. Rather than running a huge kingdom, I still prefer to do things that a time traveler should do, such as flirting with the duchess who covets me, such as researching perfumes and soaps that cover up the stinky smell...]
【Forget it, there is no use worrying, but if I mess up one day, at least let people know that the destruction of the Kingdom of Lane was not because it had a king who was full of love affairs, but because everyone here had problems, all kinds of problems... So I decided to start writing a diary.
【Ah...because it will be troublesome for these natives to understand, I will write it in my native language for the time being. In this way, when I decide to publish this diary someday in the future, it will also be convenient for me to refine the details, Jie Jie Jie. 】
· "...Chinese characters?"
· Wait a minute——
· Is the so-called cipher text actually Chinese? !
After Luo Yan came back to his senses, he stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him hit the ground with a clang.
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Fellow countryman? !
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(Thanks to the leader of "Tang Sumu," for the reward!!! The first leader, hehehe!)
(End of this chapter)