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Ranchi's words were like stepping on a taboo. Students in the front row gradually turned their heads and silently looked at Ranchi.

"What evidence do you have"

Although it was just a low murmur from Lance, it was heard with unusual acuity.

Those who question the evidentiary value of such images are likely to have some degree of pacifist sentiment. At this juncture, such questioning is not permissible.

Gloria looked at this arrogant domineering Holy Son and instantly realized she had spoken out of turn.

In this classroom, he has no status. Other students wouldn't treat him with the same consideration as she does, a fellow student who knows about his resurrection and is a member of the Reincarnation sect.

Although the Annihilation Son had achieved the highest level at Protoss Royal Academy through his own strength, he never used his identity as the Annihilation Son to intimidate others. He relied solely on his overwhelming power to deter anyone from challenging him.

And it is quite obvious that this Overlord Saint Son currently does not possess such an aura of intimidation.

Those fellows lack the desire to follow and burn with a self-crazed life. They are more like demons disguised as something else, driven by external forces. They have no true demonic beliefs, and such demons could never be chosen for the Demon Lord Army's special assassination force.

Lanche had a kind of calm indifference, as if he were attending an open lecture from the back row.

Facing the stares and questions with composure, he simply answered as an outsider would.

Looking southward to the Southern Continent, he is also a quite authoritative magic educator among the demons. And his hypothesis isn't impossible, after all, during the Blood Moon Calamity era, the imperial testing grounds of the Honing Empire also developed technology that could transform humans into demons and infiltrate the Demon Realm.

This classroom seems to lack an atmosphere of academic discussion.

>More of it was fueled by a kind of ideology and emotion. When people heard what Lynch had to say, many felt like they were struck by a spark.

"What do you know about demonkind Do you think your fantasies can overturn the conclusions reached by established demonology researchers"

> "What you see now are these demon races, they are all domesticated fake demons, long gone the ferocity of the past. Pureblood demons are not something that can be understood by your superficial imagination. You should go and learn about the true demons during the Holy War a hundred years ago."

"As the Protoss Empire, we have always possessed the most advanced detection technology. If they were disguised demons, wouldn't our detection be able to tell Are you questioning the perfection of the Protoss Empire's centuries-old magic and systems I suggest you read more before speaking."

"Why are you getting so worked up Whether or not what he said is true, it's just a hypothetical. Aren't you even allowed to consider hypotheticals"

The back row quickly became the target of everyone's attention. Some people defended Lance, or perhaps this classroom had always had two different attitudes. All it took was one person to start something and things escalated like this.

"Everyone, there's no need to argue about this in class. On the monthly assessment day, there will be a demon research exam where you can all compete and see who is right or wrong."

At the back of the table, Xi closed his eyes and clutched his head, seemingly tortured by the current situation.

Mr. Xi, your stance makes me very uncomfortable.

A blonde noblewoman sneered and said to Siddo arrogantly.

At this time, making light of the situation from the result standpoint is undoubtedly helping the weaker side.

Or, compared to the right-wing who favor warfare and the exclusion of demons, the conservative left has never had a platform or the right to speak.

"Anfei, I just think that as an academic, I need to look at and analyze things objectively, rather than interpret them based on my own subjective feelings."

Seido sighed and spread his hands helplessly.

But it didn't work, the classroom became more and more chaotic.

Some upperclassmen in the classroom didn't take Professor Xi Duo seriously at all.

This is just an elective course for math credits, and Xi Duo wasn't exactly a powerhouse either. He was pathetically weak in combat.

"Students, at least the demon race understands classroom discipline. You keep saying you look down on demons, yet you don't even possess the basic student etiquette that they do. Don't you think you are being a little too self-righteous"

Lance's voice was very calm.

Amidst the constant clamor and commotion, she remained as steady as ripples on water. Yet, even with her limited words, her content once again drew the attention of many students, their eyes filled with hostility and resentment.

"You, a demon-raised dog, dare to speak"

The golden-haired noblewoman narrowed her eyes and questioned Lance without any courtesy.

It seems he had seen through it all along; he was a follower of Zestilha.

"A follower of the demon race"

"No wonder."

The classroom instantly became even more chaotic. Lance, like he had activated a ridicule skill, attracted all the attention and fire towards himself.

Gloria's men stationed nearby all frowned.

This is especially true for Lanchi, who has a malicious blonde noblewoman named Amphis Campbell. Coming from the incredibly wealthy Campbell family, she's also quite good among the second-year students.

But the rule in this school is that the stronger you are, the more power you have.

If Lancy possessed the terrifying strength of a former Celestial Maiden, Anphis would certainly be too frightened to utter a word.

Gloria still doesn't understand why the Heavenly Church would choose a weakling.

"You are already problematic enough for being a follower of demons, and now with these words, it's completely evident that you have severe pro-demon tendencies!"

The golden-haired noble lady, Anpheas, still hadn't let go of her intentions towards Ranchi. She was determined to remove Zethira, the demon lord's servant, today.

If Lance dared to argue with her another word, she'd find a way to nail him for something.

Wilfordianism is indeed quite useful, especially for nobles who stand on the side of順應大勢.

As the tension reached a breaking point, others thought Seto on stage was about to crack.

Sid simply sat down, pulled out a bag of chips from his briefcase, and munched on them while watching their argument.

However, Ranchi merely smiled faintly.

He stared intently at the other person.

"Are you Anpheis, student I'm starting to suspect you are a pacifist trying to sow discord within the Empire. Do you know what percentage of soldiers in the Imperial army are mixed-race At this critical juncture, you're inciting conflict between nobles and non-humans, exacerbating tensions and creating chaos. What is your true intention What purpose do these words serve Is there a hidden connection between your family and the Aestherlan Kingdom"

Lanche pointed to Anpheis and asked, seeming like a noble figure deeply concerned about the current state of the Empire.

"…"

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Suddenly, the surrounding area fell silent.

"I..."

Anphee's throat trembled, but she couldn't speak, as if dried up. Lanqi's string of questions left her flustered.

The entire spacious history classroom fell silent for a moment. Many students hung their heads, their faces as dark as charcoal.

Miss Anphees was merely trying to put a hat on Lance, but Lance retaliated by almost putting her entire family on the list of suspects.

"Wait, he wouldn't be that Locke Mackey, the ruthless one who even dared to report to the Annihilation Branch, would he"

Someone suddenly discovered the problem.

The maidservant of a demon noblewoman from the preparatory course...

It seems like there's only one.

The person who anonymously reported the Revival Church last week.

This guy is pure fearless, the kind who's not afraid of death at all. He even has a strange air about him. Even the Annihilation branch hasn't retaliated against him.

All the students who had once attacked Lance immediately ducked their heads, afraid of being noticed. No one dared compare their family's background to the terrifying fanatics of the Extinction Branch, those with a touch of madness.

「……」

Looking at the atmosphere in the classroom that had quickly shifted from chaotic to harmonious, Gloria, a soldier under his direct command, fell silent.

Although the Overlord Saint Son impressed the Protoss Royal Academy students, his approach differed greatly from the Annihilation Saint Son—the Annihilation Saint Son took the student route, while the Overlord Saint Son took the headmaster route.

But in terms of the outcome, he did indeed make other students afraid to mess with him.

This guy seems to be a version son.

It's like Wilford himself has arrived.

(The End)

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