Chapter: 19

Marakim turned back and spoke quietly, and Lord Chun Yujong got up from his throne.

“To all who have entered the academy, you will be the future of our cult.”

And unlike Marakim who shouted, the Lord spoke softly. However, his voice was crystal clear in the ears of the thousand boys and girls. It was proof of Chun Yujong’s sheer power.

“I welcome you in joining the academy. I hope you train and play your part in our cult.”

And that was it. Chun Yujong turned and Great Guardian Marakim spoke to him.

“That was a wonderful speech.”

The Lord then walked off the stage with Marakim guiding him. It was so short that it made the students fall silent, but soon they shouted and chanted.

“FOR THE DEMONIC CULT!”

Chun Yeowun wasn’t sure how he felt. He had never seen his father for fifteen years, but he met his eyes with him for the first time. The Lord had found Chun Yeowun standing in the farthest part of the training ground as soon as he got up on the stage, but his gaze was so cold.

‘I don’t care anyway.’

He didn’t appear when his mother, Lady Hwa, died. There was no disappointment when he didn’t care in the first place. That’s when people fell silent as Fire King Hameng stood up on the stage.

“With his speech, we will begin now.”

-Mumble mumble...

“Stand straight!”

Hameng’s voice pierced through the air and the students shut up.

“I’ll keep it simple. Listen up.”

Hameng began to explain the system of the Demonic Academy.

“The academy will last for four years and six stages.”

Everyone knew the academy lasted for four years. But there were some who had teachers or parents who did not attend academy, so they began to focus on the tests on each of the six stages.

“You can take the six stages in steps, and you can take it only once.”

Students began to mumble about only getting one shot at each stage. One failure meant that they would be cast out.

“You seem to get it pretty quickly. If you do not pass, you will be expelled right away.”

There was only one chance to rise up. That’s when a handsome boy standing in the front row raised his hand.

“I have a question.”

It was the boy with number 2 on his tag. In second place for the throne, it was Chun Kungwun of the Sword Clan. Hameng was in the middle of his speech, but Kungwun confidently interrupted him. However-

“Who said you could ask questions?”

“What?”

Chun Kungwun’s handsome face grimaced. He had been treated with respect from everyone around him because he was a prince, but it was shocking to be treated with hostility.

“Oh? So you have a problem with my attitude? ‘Prince’? You want to be expelled even before the competition?”

Left Guardian Lee Hameng spat angrily. Chun Kungwun was angered, but he couldn’t say anything. He was reminded of what his guard warned him about the other day.