032 Dekan’s Fishing Law Enforcement
As long as the price is right, even demons can sell their souls for you.
Of course, if the deception is skillful, that’s another matter. Maybe no price is needed at all.
—Dekan.
Dekan’s gaze made the Music Teacher’s scalp tingle.
“I, I will fully assist you, Master.”
The Music Teacher knew he had no room for bargaining.
Dekan nodded in satisfaction and said:
“The focus of our operation this time is a prime suspect—Miss Olive.
She has been secretly imprisoning humans in the laboratory for abuse and is suspected of repeatedly violating school rules.
If you have any information about her, please assist us in our investigation.
If there are such inspections in the future, I will, within my capabilities, give you some advance notice.”
After hearing Dekan’s words, the Music Teacher’s mind was already in turmoil.
They investigated so thoroughly, didn’t they?
Perhaps they were fully aware of his past violations; they just lacked an opportunity to catch him in the act!
From this perspective, it seems they weren’t especially targeting him. It appeared the main target is still Olive, the big fish.
To find Olive’s weak spot, the other party was even willing to offer him an assurance.
The Music Teacher took a deep breath and said, “Please don’t let anyone know it was me who said this.”
“Of course, please rest assured, I always keep my mouth shut.”
“Teacher Olive indeed has violated the rules. She frequently disregards the rules and abducts passing demons into her laboratory.
Attractive demons might be spared, but the unattractive ones are tortured and then killed.
Also, she is a sadist with masochistic tendencies.
Compared to killing, she enjoys pursuing extreme thrills even more.”
The Music Teacher slowly said.
Dekan: “How do you know?”
Music Teacher: “I was abducted by her.”
“…”
Dekan was silent for a moment.
This Music Teacher was indeed much better-looking than the demon teachers he had seen before.
Dekan: “Do you have any other information?”
Music Teacher: “That part has to do with what happened between her and me in the Demon Laboratory one day…”
“Shh—you’d better stop there for a moment.”
Dekan quickly interrupted, knowing he was still live-streaming.
He then temporarily disabled the broadcasting function of the “Shadow World Battle Program.”
“Go ahead and explain.”
…
“So demons like to play this way, huh.”
Dekan silently criticized in his head.
But he didn’t dare to mock the demons too much in his thoughts, fearing his Master would detect his inner voice.
Even though his Master never deigned to be with her own kind and had already declared she would remain asleep, she was always shrewd.
Dekan had been bullied by her countless times when he first started.
Dekan patted the Music Teacher on the shoulder: “Thanks for your cooperation; my promise to you will always be valid.”
The Music Teacher quickly nodded his head and showed gratitude.
“By the way,”
Dekan suddenly remembered something, startling the Music Teacher.
“Could you deliver this instrument to the principal’s office entrance? It’s a bit old and affects teaching quality; I’ll have the principal replace it with a new one for you.”
Dekan pointed to the piano.
“No problem! Thank you!”
The Music Teacher agreed straightforwardly.
As long as it wasn’t bad, and this was even good, he was all for it.
He then courteously sent Dekan out of the music classroom and promised to deliver the piano to the principal’s office entrance as soon as possible.
Cornelia was watching the demon teacher seeing Dekan off with a flattering manner from not far outside the music classroom.
She felt like she had a lot to criticize, but she didn’t know where to start.
However, when she thought of her good teammate Dekan, she felt it wasn’t so strange.
Soon Dekan reunited with Cornelia and led her toward the next destination.
“Cornelia, we can meet Miss Olive now. I discovered the reason these demons are so easy to deal with is precisely because they follow their desires and nature too much, making their weaknesses overly apparent. Miss Olive appears to be the most chaotic and difficult; in reality… she might just be the easiest to handle.”
“Alright, what should I do?”
“This time your role is crucial…”
The two quietly plotted as they walked, occasionally using their unique language.
They followed the map’s markings and soon reached close to the Demon Laboratory.
Two more turns would lead them to the Demon Laboratory’s corridor.
“Cornelia, you stay here.”
Dekan stopped.
Since he was aware that Miss Olive might directly capture nearby students around the Demon Laboratory, staying here should be a relatively safe distance.
“Okay.”
Cornelia nodded.
Once again, just like before entering the music classroom, Dekan would attempt to confront the enemy, while Cornelia waited outside.
…
In the viewing room of Hewenlit Academy.
Many upperclassmen had also gathered to watch Dekan and Cornelia’s quest.
“Is their path leading them directly to the final room?”
Previously, the broadcaster had recorded the map drawn by Dekan and placed it in the corner of the screen to enhance the viewing experience for all participants.
“No, they shouldn’t have all the intelligence gathered yet!”
Some upperclassmen lamented, holding their heads.
Although Dekan’s methods for ordinary rooms were always unconventional, in exploration-type Shadow Worlds, the final room was an entirely different concept.
Underestimating it would result in severe penalties and lead to failure.
“Hasn’t he already gathered enough intelligence?”
A lowerclassman asked in confusion.
However, nearby upperclassmen all shook their heads.
“Miss Olive may not play by the rules and possesses formidable combat skills.”
“Which means whether solving or simply breaking through the Demon Laboratory will be challenging.”
“Considering feasibility, for a fourth tier challenger to have any chance of defeating Miss Olive, there’s only one solution left.”
“It is to use the principal to deal with her.”
“So, the missing piece of intelligence should have to do with the principal’s patterns of appearance around the school. After mastering the timing, lure Miss Olive into breaking the rules, and let the principal eliminate her.”
Many upperclassmen explained patiently.
This made the new students realize the truth.
“But, have these two actually followed the normal path at all?”
“…”
An anonymous question made all the students fall silent.
Gradually, their concerns shifted from Dekan to Miss Olive.
…
Dekan arrived at the entrance of the Demon Laboratory and took a deep breath.
To say which room was the slightest bit dangerous after coming into the fourth tier Shadow World, it was undoubtedly this Demon Laboratory.
Of course, the danger he was referring to wasn’t the conventional danger.
Rather—it’s that, if he took the wrong step, his live-streaming career could be permanently sealed off.
After all, his appearance was probably appealing to Olive, and his current race probably granted some charm bonuses.
