The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy
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The iron bars opened.

Unlike the humans, the half-demon captives were crammed together in one space.

It meant that they were not even valuable as hostages.

But I had no intention of simply condemning them.

After all, they were the ones who had betrayed the Demon Tribe and chosen to be human.

“Now, go ahead and prove yourselves.”

Idea turned around, a smirk on her face.

I could see that this was a plan that, while seemingly cruel at first glance, was actually quite considerate.

‘So that’s why.’

It was because she was worried about internal conflict.

One of the most important things to keep in mind when commanding soldiers.

As you know, the atmosphere in the Sytan was one of ostracizing half-demons.

It seemed like she was trying to resolve this conflict by having the half-demons kill their own kind, thereby demonstrating their identity as members of the Demon Tribe to the regular students.

Furthermore, there was probably also a warning in there, telling the half-demons that they should not hesitate to kill their own kind.

“Do you know how much you guys have made us suffer?!”

One of the half-demon students jumped up and kicked off the ground.

He kicked one of the half-demon captives hard and without mercy.

The resentment contained in the kick.

“…….”

The captive who began to be beaten could only shed tears.

Was it because of guilt toward his kin?

Or was it because he didn’t have the strength to make excuses?

Perhaps it was both.

“Die! Die!”

“Die already!”

Like a pebble thrown into a lake, as one person began to beat him, the other students also began to hit the captives.

Soon after.

The screams of humans began to echo inside Orgon.

The cheers and noise mixed with madness made my insides feel nauseous.

Orgon, which had fallen into chaos in an instant.

The most noticeable person in that chaos was none other than Samuel.

“Devour them.”

Samuel’s shadow transformed grotesquely, taking on a bizarre form.

Thorns as sharp as nails and large fangs like the pillars of a temple.

Gluttony.

Samuel’s shadow gnashed its teeth as it devoured the humans.

It ground every bit of flesh and bone into dust.

The shadow licked up every last drop of blood.

I felt a strange creepiness, but.

‘This is strange.’

It was a scene that felt out of place.

If it were Samuel’s magic, he would have been able to kill the humans cleanly, even without doing something so cruel.

Did Samuel want to tear the humans apart that badly?

Since there was nothing more to see, I looked for Luna and Fron.

“Instructor.”

“Yes, what is it?”

Fron approached Idea and spoke to her.

Fron’s stiff face showed how nervous she was.

“If I use my ability to kill them, will I pass the exam?”

“Hmm, yes.”

“I understand.”

After finishing her conversation with Idea, Fron reached out to a student.

It was the student who had been madly beating the human prisoner.

“Become bound.”

“……!!”

The student stopped moving at the mana that Fron emitted.

And he started moving according to Fron’s instructions.

He had fallen under Fron’s unique talent, Charm.

“Kill one human.”

“……Yes.”

Following Fron’s order, the male student started moving.

Fron found a human who was bound and unable to move.

“Kill that human.”

She didn’t use any special methods.

Fron simply ordered the charmed student to kill the human.

“…….”

A brief but complex mix of emotions flickered across Fron’s eyes.

And the charmed student began to strangle the human.

Fron didn’t kill the human as cruelly as I thought.

It wasn’t a humane method either, but at least it was more bearable than the way the other students were killing the humans.

She just strangled him.

Snap…

The human captive soon suffocated to death.

Watching him, I was able to get a rough idea of Fron’s character.

Fron was younger than I thought.

‘It’s not like she has no hatred for humans, though.’

It must be a clash of values.

Fron was reluctant to kill, but she had to kill humans, so she did it out of necessity.

Idea seemed to have noticed this as well, and she looked like she was contemplating whether or not to give her a passing grade.

Soon, Idea seemed to have come to a conclusion as she shrugged her shoulders.

“Well, you pass. You can fix the soft parts later.”

“……Hmph.”

Fron turned her head away irritably, as if something was bothering her.

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