I am no longer human!

Chapter 9 Entrance Ceremony

The next day.

Babylonian Academy, the school auditorium.

This is a giant auditorium that can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people. The dome is tens of meters high, and the space is so large that people can't help but hold their breath as soon as they step inside.

Thousands of crystals for lighting are densely hung on the dome, and every five meters along the walls there is a cluster of blazing torches, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day, while adding a touch of golden dreaminess.

In the center of the auditorium, a deep red carpet hundreds of meters long was laid out, at the end of which was a high platform with dozens of steps, making one wonder if someone might fall off.

Above the platform was a huge flag—painted with a lifelike door, every line clearly visible, revealing a crack in the doorway, as if it were about to open.

Damien stepped inside, then silently retreated.

He rubbed his eyes and stepped inside again.

This time, instead of retreating, they fell into a long silence.

It wasn't because this auditorium was countless times more luxurious than the one at his old school, Shuiheng High School; after all, he had already witnessed the awe-inspiring grandeur of the Star Hall and was already accustomed to its grandeur.

Rather, it's because... this magnificent, giant auditorium is already filled with "people," densely packed, most of whom are beginning to take on human form.

Horned, dark red-skinned, ferocious, bull-headed, three-eyed, faceless... all sorts of strange creatures, almost every historical record of a demon can be found here.

They were practically ready to eat people!

Without a doubt, these will be Damian's future "classmates".

"I must have been insane to think that studying in hell was a good thing..."

The black-haired boy muttered to himself, his shoulders even trembling slightly involuntarily.

He felt that once his fact that he was human was exposed, this place might immediately turn into a huge buffet.

So...should we run away?

Damian hesitated for a moment, glancing at his magnificent white suit, the Stolas phone in his pocket, and the spatial ring on his right index finger...

In this world, the hardest thing to bear is gratitude.

People who lack love often value every act of kindness immensely, even risking their lives to repay it.

do not care!

Damian gritted his teeth and strode into the hall. Although his legs were trembling, his steps were nothing short of swift.

...

Tapping.

In the auditorium, many people weaved through the gaps between the seats.

Therefore, Damian walked very carefully, afraid of accidentally bumping into a classmate and incurring school violence.

After all, it's a devilish school deep in hell; you can imagine that nobody would care about it.

However, to Damian's surprise, even though he had been careful enough, the devilish classmates he encountered were much more cautious than he was.

Some people stopped to the side when they saw him approaching, some even bowed respectfully, and some simply changed direction or took another route to avoid clashing with him...

Are all the students at this college so polite?

Damian glanced at the two muscular, towering demons not far away, who looked like they could compete in the Kowloon Coffin Pulling Competition. They were arguing loudly because their broad shoulders were touching, and it looked like they were about to start fighting. But then he realized that things weren't as simple as he thought.

Seemingly noticing that someone was spying on them, the two muscular men glared angrily in the direction the gaze came from.

The moment they saw Damian's appearance, their angry eyes instantly cleared.

"Hahaha..."

The two men gave Damian a sheepish grin, put their arms around each other's shoulders, and quickly left, giving the impression of fleeing in disarray.

Thank goodness, they were almost subjected to school bullying and faced an incredibly miserable life.

...

Damian finally found an empty seat and sat down.

The moment he sat down, the demons around him seemed to be on the same wavelength, and moved outwards several seats at the same time, creating an "empty space" in the originally crowded seating area.

Huh?!

Is isolation a more serious form of isolation than school violence?

Damian's right hand, which was resting on his lap, clenched unconsciously.

Although his new classmates look a little unusual, he still hopes to make friends with them and attend classes together, but it seems unlikely that will happen anytime soon...

"May I sit here?"

Just as Damian was hanging his head, lost in deep despair, a melodious female voice rang out.

"sure."

He answered instinctively, but froze the moment he looked up and saw the person approaching.

She was a tall, beautiful girl with delicate features, full red lips, and a head of deep purple wavy hair that fell over her bare collarbone.

She wore only a black strapless top on her upper body and purple hot pants on her lower body, exposing large areas of her snow-white skin while also outlining her stunningly hot curves.

For Damian, who had never been near a woman before, this sexy body was so impactful that he almost immediately lowered his head again.

At the same time, an idea involuntarily popped into his mind.

Are there any other humans in this school besides him?

No, Damian noticed after carefully recalling the scene he had seen earlier that the girl had two small horns on her head, which meant that she was a devil just like everyone else around her.

He hadn't noticed because his attention was completely focused on the girl's exposed areas...

Am I actually a lecher?

Damian fell into deep self-doubt.

...

the other side.

As soon as Veronica sat down, seeing that Damian wasn't looking at her, she immediately began to carefully observe her classmate.

His handsome and extraordinary human form, with no trace of demonic features on his face, undoubtedly demonstrates the nobility of his demonic lineage.

The gorgeous dress she wore, made of ice silkworm silk, moonlight spider silk, and various other precious materials, along with the latest demon god phone hidden in her pocket and the space ring on her finger, all spoke volumes about her immense wealth and powerful background.

Veronica was almost certain that this unfamiliar classmate was definitely from a demon family, and was one of the most favored members of the family.

That aligns perfectly with her goals.

Veronica thought to herself.

Unlike those devils who entered Babylonian Academy with dreams of defying fate, Veronica was already quite content with her destiny.

She was born into an extremely wealthy demon family, and because of her outstanding human form, she was considered to have excellent demon blood. As a result, she stood out from her many brothers and sisters and received the most favor from her father, getting almost anything she wanted.

However, rights are often accompanied by responsibilities. Since she has enjoyed the good things provided by the family, she also needs to shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the family.

Her family, currently a newly established family with only a few hundred years of history, possesses enormous wealth and influence, but what it lacks most is the noble and ancient bloodline of the demon god.

Therefore, following her father's orders, Veronica came to the best academy in the Ring of Pride, Babylon, a place teeming with outstanding devils, with only one purpose—"to borrow a seed."

Find the best devil in this academy, and then give him a good pounding!

And her virgin body, which perfectly matches the desires of a higher devil, is the best weapon.

The first target has now emerged.

Seemingly remembering something, the female devil licked her sexy red lips, and a hint of excitement and...desire flashed in her beautiful violet eyes.

...

"Hey bro~"

Damian, who was immersed in self-doubt, was awakened by a voice as sweet as mead.

"Hello, student, what can I do for you?"

Seeing that it was the girl beside him who spoke, he asked politely.

They actually used the formal "you" to address me?!

That's far too polite to the devil!

But his polite demeanor only strengthened Veronica's suspicion that he came from a demon family.

After all, the lower-level demons don't understand these things; they only know how to shout and use their fists. Only the ancient demon nobles know how to be polite and courteous, and then... plunder their opponents cleanly without shedding a drop of blood.

Although both involve plunder, nobles valued dignity.

"Hey sir, I'm from out of town and I don't know almost anyone here, so I'm a little scared... Can we be friends?"

The girl looked pitiful, her clear, violet-like eyes filled with a faint mist, making one want to hold her in their arms and comfort her.

Making friends...with me?!

Damian was suddenly struck by a jolt, and even felt a surge of emotion that brought tears to his eyes.

This is the first time someone has taken the initiative to want to be friends with him.

He wanted to agree immediately, but reason made him hesitate.

After all, what this beautiful yet delicate female devil just said revealed one thing: she was very afraid... As for what she was afraid of, she was probably just as afraid of school bullying as he was.

After all, compared to those other strong demons, this girl did look far too petite.

Therefore, Damian felt that the beautiful girl in front of him was willing to be friends with him because she hoped that he could protect her. However, as a human, he could barely protect himself, so how could he have the spare strength to protect the girl?

Damian hesitated.

Meanwhile, seeing that the black-haired boy in front of her remained silent, Veronica assumed that he didn't like her.

Seriously? You wouldn't even accept a job as my little brother when I'm so beautiful and sexy?!

The line of men who want to date me could stretch from the Ring of Pride to the Ring of Lust!

This is such a disgrace!

While angry, Veronica also felt a pang of grievance, and the tears she had been pretending to squeeze out gradually began to flow genuinely.

"Sure, sure, I'd love to be your friend!"

The girl in front of him seemed to be on the verge of tears, and Damian, without thinking, hurriedly and hastily agreed.

"Thank you. My name is Veronica, you can just call me Little Veronica." Veronica then stopped crying and smiled.

"May I ask how I should address you?"

"Damian," the black-haired boy said seriously.

He cherished the name Alicia had given him.

Damian...who would name their child that?!

Upon hearing the name, Veronica's first thought was that Damian was joking with her, but looking at the serious expression on the young man's handsome face, she felt it didn't seem so.

Wow, his parents must have a lot of childlike wonder.

"Hehe, that's a very nice name. I'll call you Brother Damian from now on~"

Finally, Veronica answered with a smile, the word "brother" escaping from her full red lips, soft and languid, almost melting one's bones.

"Okay." Damian nodded subconsciously, but then realized something was off.

Isn't this title a bit too intimate? Or are all female demons in hell this uninhibited?

"Hmph, hypocrite."

Just then, a cold snort came from not far away.

Veronica's smile froze, and she glared angrily in the direction the voice came from.

That was a "hole" that appeared two rows away from them, far away from the surrounding demons.

In the center of the hollow, sat a "person".

It was a blue-haired boy sitting upright in a chair, also dressed in a gorgeous suit.

He clasped his hands on his knees, his ten fingers long and pale, and wore a sapphire ring on the index finger of his left hand.

The boy had medium-length, ice-blue hair that was meticulously styled. His face was sharply defined, with handsome features, thin lips, and a cold expression.

Those grey-blue eyes looked down, revealing a condescending indifference and aloofness, as if the surrounding noise and commotion were shut out by that sharp gaze.

The demons around him would occasionally catch a glimpse of him, but would immediately look away in fear.

The same goes for Veronica.

With just one glance, she realized that the other party was someone she absolutely could not afford to offend, so she made a hasty retreat.

It's just a sarcastic remark, it's nothing, as long as my dear brother Damian doesn't think she's being hypocritical~

As for Damian...

"Lonely and aloof"—this was the first word that flashed through Damian's mind when he saw the blue-haired boy.

The other party accused me of being hypocritical. Was it because I acted too intimately with Veronica that I provoked their hostility?

After all, Veronica is indeed a very beautiful girl, so it's normal for people to be jealous of her.

Thinking about this, Damian felt uneasy. After all, he didn't want to create a powerful enemy for no reason, especially since he clearly had no ulterior motives towards Veronica...

After hesitating for a moment, Damian's lips gradually turned up, and he gave the blue-haired boy a bright and unreserved smile.

The smile on that face, which had become exceptionally handsome after taking the life potion, was incredibly charming. Several female demons sitting nearby were momentarily stunned, and even Veronica was speechless.

The blue-haired boy sitting upright showed a hint of surprise in his gray-blue eyes when he saw Damian smile at him.

After hesitating for a moment, the blue-haired boy also showed a stiff smile on his cold and handsome face towards Damian.

Arrogant by nature, he looked down on the woman who wanted to climb the social ladder and whose acting was terrible, and even took the initiative to mock her.

However, when faced with goodwill from people of the same social class, he would naturally reciprocate with goodwill to avoid making enemies unnecessarily.

Otherwise, it would not be arrogance, but blatant stupidity.

Julian didn't think he was that kind of fool.