The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"Please... spare me... it was my fault..."

In the end, she could only accept the facts, as if she had abandoned all her self-respect, and began to beg for mercy in an exceptionally weak voice.

Dekan nodded in satisfaction.

But he wasn't satisfied with Amos's pleas for mercy; rather, he found her pleading particularly adorable, much like Professor Bachel from the Demon Academy's cooking class.

Finally, Dekan couldn't help but ask:

"Judging from your race and appearance, do you know a demon named Bachcher?"

"What? You know my uncle?"

Amos felt as if he had found a glimmer of hope.

She had just struggled to lift her head and noticed that the devilish doctor's eyes softened dramatically the moment he mentioned Bachcher's name.

Judging from this, it's clear that he has a close relationship with Uncle Bachcher!

Maybe I can still be saved!

"Oh my, so she's Professor Bachcher's niece. What a coincidence! No wonder she looks so much like him."

Dekan's smile grew even warmer, like a spring breeze.

"Can you please let me go?! For Uncle Batchell's sake!"

Amos forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace as he pleaded with Dekan.

She felt that hope was getting closer and closer.

The reason this terrible, demonic doctor hasn't killed her yet, but instead chooses to talk to her, is perhaps because he's mindful of his past relationship with Bachcher!

"Hmph, even the way you beg me is just like Professor Bachel."

Dekan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his gradually changing smile sent a chill down Amos's spine.

Bachcher, what is his appearance?

Could it be that you, who seem to have such a deep relationship with Uncle Batchell, have actually done far more cruel things to him?

Amos felt his heart growing colder, as if he were falling halfway into an ice cave.

Suddenly, a truly terrifying question came to mind.

That is--

The demonic doctor in front of them addressed Bachcher as "teacher".

Amos knew.

Bachcher was a very tragic demon.

Not only in the Demon Academy, but also in the Demon Realm Prison, the situation was equally miserable.

When she saw Bachcher's body, she could hardly imagine what he had gone through.

Bachcher's downfall began when he encountered two students at the Demon Academy whom he shouldn't have provoked.

One of them later became a great traitor who struck fear into the hearts of the entire demon realm.

So this guy in front of me, who claims to be Bachcher's student and even tortured Bachcher...

Amos suddenly seemed to have figured something out, his eyes widening like saucers.

"You are German...!!!"

"Shh, it would be impolite to say that again."

Dekan put his index finger to his lips, immediately casting a silencing spell on Amos, and whispered.

He couldn't let Eve know his identity for the time being.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to scare this overly timid demon into losing control of his bladder.

Although Decan didn't know why Amos recognized him as Delois based on this.

But based on Amos's reaction, Dekan probably had his own guesses.

At first.

Everything I experienced in the original shadow world, "Tales of Demon Academy".

It is very likely in real history.

It was also personally accomplished by Delois.

"Waaaaah!!"

Amos struggled desperately to make a sound, but it was as if his throat was about to fall out, and he could only whimper.

She knew that she might already be doomed.

If the information that "Delois infiltrated the Demon Realm Hospital" is not passed out, not only her, but the entire Ninth Army will be doomed!

"You're really something else. You're clearly a major scourge officer in the Ninth Army, yet now you're thinking of helping the Ninth Army."

Dekan seemed to see something rather ironic and couldn't help but sigh,

"It seems my ideological education has been very effective."

"Waaaaah!!!"

Amos struggled, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.

She wasn't doing this for the Ninth Army at all.

But if the Ninth Army falls, she will truly have no hope of escaping from this guy's clutches!

Delois the Calamity!

None of the people he targeted ever met a good end!

He is utterly insane and wicked, the absolute demon among demons!

Whenever Amos recalls Bachcher's miserable state, he cannot imagine that a student could have done such a thing.

If Deloitte was so brutal even during his student days, and so many years have passed since then, Amos cannot imagine how terrifying Deloitte would be if he were still alive.

Now, this legendary demon from the demon realm has actually found himself in front of him!

By the time she realized she had offended Deloitte, it was already too late.

"Actually, I only intended to cure you."

Dekan said with a smile.

"...Ugh!"

Amos wanted to speak, but he couldn't get the words out.

What kind of medical treatment are you?!

The stranger Deloitte's words were, the more terrifying she found them.

"But unfortunately, you know too much."

After saying this, Dekan scattered highly poisonous nails on the floor of the operating room.

He then stood up from his chair, walked around the poisonous spikes on the ground, and kicked the listless Amos as he approached her.

Amos rolled around on the poisonous spikes a few more times.

Even though she had a resistance to the poison, she couldn't bear the pain from the bleeding.

Immediately, Amos, whose body was covered in spikes, let out an even more piercing wail, which seemed to pierce through the operating room door and be heard by all the doctors and patients in the anesthesiology department.

Dekan nodded in satisfaction, lay down on the operating table, and leisurely held the back of his head with his hands.

He seemed to regard this place as his recliner.

They ignored the fact that the patient was lying on the ground, trying his best to shout but unable to make a sound.

Eve looked at this absurd doctor-patient relationship.

It feels like there's something wrong with everything.

But I don't know where to begin.

All I can say is that the Demon Realm is extraordinary.

315 The Merit of Dekan: Diving into Hell Express

"Fate is truly wondrous, the Batchell family..."

Dekan lay on his side on the operating table, propping his chin up with one hand, looking down at Amos on the ground.

In his eyes, Amos's appearance at this moment seemed to overlap with Bachcher's figure.

"The whole family were loyal martyrs."

"Um!"

Amos was struggling in agony on the ground.

Although I heard that "Drois" had started using slang.

But she felt there was still a sliver of hope.

That is, there is ultimately a time limit for anesthesia surgery.

Although the restriction that doctors cannot harm patients is lifted once the surgery begins.

However, doctors are not allowed to maim or kill patients!

In other words, she's at least not dead now!

Furthermore, given his extremely high resistance to poison, it was impossible for him to be successfully anesthetized by any drug.

If the surgery's maximum time limit is reached, the doctor will deem the mission a failure.

She will be rescued then!

She never dreamed that one day she would begin to hope that the devils of the Ninth Army would come to save her.

What should have been a great disgrace seemed to be something she could completely forget when facing Deloitte.