I am no longer human!

Chapter 14 Descendants of the Lustful Monarch

In the last row.

A short, dark-haired little devil with two short horns and a tail, whose appearance was not particularly good but rather cute, was quietly hiding at the very edge of the auditorium.

"She was chosen by Lady Alicia right from the start? That's amazing..."

She gazed at the handsome, dark-haired young man in the distance, dressed in a magnificent gown, looking like a god. Then she looked at her own simple clothes, and a faint hint of inferiority flashed in her amber eyes.

But this inferiority complex was soon replaced by perseverance.

Even if she was born into the lowest of the low, even if she had seven or eight younger siblings to support, even if she was just lucky enough to get into Babylon Academy by being the top student in her grade at a terrible school...

No matter what, she will always do her best to move forward, never retreat, never bow her head, and never give up.

Even if the price is the collapse of both her body and soul, she will not regret it in the slightest.

One day, she will stand at the highest point of hell and look down on the countless versions of herself who have striven so hard.

Seemingly drawn by this burning conviction, a feather landed in the palm of the black-haired imp, under the incredulous gazes of the surrounding demons.

It was also a seat in the last row.

A petite, red-haired girl, who looked like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old middle school student, was fast asleep on two chairs, with a trace of drool hanging from the corner of her mouth. She seemed completely out of place with the noise around her.

A black feather landed on her as she slept, and then the red-haired girl convulsed and sat up as if she had been electrocuted.

"Hey, is the entrance ceremony over?"

The red-haired girl stared blankly at the black feather in her hand, while the demons around her who noticed the scene wore expressions of utter disbelief.

This guy... actually dared to sleep when Lady Alicia Lucifer appeared, and even got favored?

That's so unreasonable!

On the middle row of seats.

A giant stood silently. He simply stood there, and the demons around him seemed to instinctively make way for him like the tide meeting a reef.

His skin was slightly bronze-colored, and his face had many healed scars, yet his heroic features were still evident, with high brow bones and a square, powerful jaw.

His eyes were silver-gray, a beautiful pupil color, but his gaze seemed somewhat empty.

What is most striking are the two large horns on his forehead pointing straight to the sky. Although there are many fine scratches and cracks on the horn, it does not look dilapidated at all. Instead, it adds to the imposing aura of blood and fire.

He was already nearly two meters tall, and his simple dark robe was stretched taut, as if it might burst at any moment. One could only imagine how amazing the muscles under the clothes must be.

Even though he heard the noisy discussions of the demons around him, he didn't turn his head to look; he just stood silently like an iron tower.

A black feather landed on the giant man's fan-like hand, amidst the astonished yet seemingly natural gazes of the demons.

Now, all seven black-feathered creatures have found their owners.

...

Upon seeing this scene, Sean, the magician standing on the platform, knew it was time for him to get to work.

As the director of the admissions office, he had already memorized the names and appearances of all the new students without missing a single one.

"Damian, step forward," he cleared his throat and announced.

These words immediately caused the auditorium, which had just calmed down, to become noisy again.

"Hey, are you kidding me? The first person really is named Damian!"

"Tsk tsk, our great hero of hell, Damian, is hilarious."

"What were his parents thinking, naming him like that? Were they children's authors?"

"Isn't that the point? We don't recall ever hearing anything about the number one person before; it's like they just appeared out of nowhere!"

...

Facing the probing gazes of countless demons in the auditorium, Damian's legs trembled slightly with nervousness. Knowing that he must not back down at this moment, he suddenly left his seat and strode towards the stage under Veronica's admiring gaze.

Step, step, step.

The shoes made a crisp sound with each step on the wooden steps leading to the platform.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Damian walked up to the magician Sean.

"Xia... Damian, you've really changed a lot!"

Looking at the tall, handsome, black-haired youth in front of him, whose appearance was drastically different from when he was at Shuiheng High School, Sean's face was full of satisfaction.

That's great. The more outstanding Damian is, the more likely he is to be torn to pieces by the headmaster for stepping into the office with his left foot first.

"Yes, it's all thanks to you!" Damian said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with barely concealed resentment.

Although his situation in Hell was not bad, it is an undeniable fact that this bastard magician tricked him into Hell and that it is almost impossible for him to return to the human world.

"Hahaha, I'm honored!"

Seemingly sensing the resentment in the boy's tone, Sean couldn't help but clutch his stomach and burst into laughter.

For magicians, the greatest joy is to prank people, and even Sean, a high-ranking devil, is no exception.

This scene took on a different meaning when viewed by the other demon students.

"The first person seems to know Lord Sean..."

"It's more than just knowing each other; judging from your tone, you're definitely close friends!"

"The number one guy is not only incredibly talented, but he also has a powerful background. I've decided, I absolutely have to become his underling!"

"Let's go together."

...

"Julian Andreanfoe, step forward," Sean continued reading.

Tapping.

A blue-haired boy, dressed in a gorgeous suit and with a cold expression, stepped onto the stairs.

"Andre Anfo... he is a descendant of the seventy-two demon gods!"

"No wonder she was chosen by Lady Alicia, she was born with a head start!"

"To be honest, it's incredibly lucky that we can go to school with this young master. Only Babylon Academy has the ability to make us barely qualified to be classmates with him."

After Julian arrived on the platform, he nodded slightly to the black-haired boy, who immediately responded with a smile.

...

"Devilo Asmontis, come forward," Sean said.

The moment the name was uttered, it caused a huge uproar.

"Asmodeus...that's the name of the monarch of lust!" someone exclaimed in shock.

For demons, the Seven Lords of Hell are often beings that only exist in myths and epics. Although the Lord of Lust is weaker than the Lord of Pride, he is still a being that surpasses the vast majority of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods.

"As expected of the Babylonian Academy, even the descendants of the seven monarchs come here to study."

"But why don't the descendants of the lustful monarch stay in the Ring of Lust, instead of traveling all the way to the Ring of Pride?"

"I can tell from your voice that you absolutely failed history. The rule of the Asmodeus family in the Ring of Lust was overthrown long ago. Are you just waiting to be arrested by the Demon Security Bureau if you stay in the Ring of Lust?"

...

Ignoring the demons' chatter, the female demon, veiled in black, strode gracefully toward the platform.

Under the glow of the dome lights, her body beneath the thin black veil revealed breathtaking curves—rounded shoulders, a slender waist, full hips, and long legs... every part of her was like a sculpture of the goddess Aegis, meticulously crafted by a sculptor.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

The sound of swallowing echoed throughout the auditorium.