Bab 117: Pure Death Energy

Lucifer was quietly sitting in the teacher's hall and drinking her instant coffee.

"This tastes like shit."

*Crash.*

She threw it on the marble floor and the 'Best Teacher in the World' mug broke into a thousand pieces. She then turned to glare at the teachers around her who were sweating cold.

"You all... excuses of a teacher, didn't know that the site you chose for the Survival Assessment was undergoing investigation?"

Her voice was calm but frigid as if it contained absolute authority, everyone around her shuddered and their heart burnt.

The teacher's hall was big, it was grandiose. It was a pastel room where the soul could relax. However at this moment, the soul of every teacher present was in utter chaos.

Lucifer ignored their timid expressions and instead held her hand forward.

A butler in a black suit and old grey hair, along with silver spectacles that has a chain attached to them extended his hand forward, he was the personal butler of Lucifer, Sebas.