There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

"He is mine, a good teacher and helpful friend."

Although Durkan seemed a little reluctant to talk to Fahiril, he still seemed unable to resist the wave of memories, talking to himself with a choked voice.

"Then I'll choose him. He is the perfect transformation material! He will definitely be able to withstand all my forbidden items! No matter how painful it is, I'm afraid he won't break!"

Fahilier said with a joking smile.

As if laughing at the stupidity of the gray-haired imp.

This made Durkan's pupils shrink sharply, and then he clenched his fists and said with gritted teeth:

"mean......"

"Don't worry, I will definitely remodel him. When you see him again, he may not be what he is now. If I guessed correctly, he must be very important to you, right? Hahaha I hope you can order your prisoners to shoot with all their strength later, okay?"

Fahilier did not hide his bad taste at all.

It was as if he had found an excellent object of torture.

He couldn't wait to see the expression on this little succubus.

When she sees her good teacher and helpful friend being brutally reformed and mind-controlled, and then ruthlessly depriving her of everything, it must be extraordinarily exciting!

"Do you need to buy prisoners?"

Fahiril asked with a playful smile again.

"unnecessary."

Durkan replied coldly.

"Then who among them do you let go?"

Fahiril looked at the two prisoners in Durkan with disdain. No matter how talented they were, their ranks were really low.

Durkan looked at Cornelia and said seriously: "Please."

Cornelia nodded.

"Ah."

Fahilier sneered, as if he had already won the battle.

He also thought that the jailer's hole card was a pear-haired youth whose number was unknown for the time being.

Unexpectedly, she fell in love with a reckless red-haired girl.

Under the pressure of rank, she has no chance of winning.

"Then the duel will start in an hour, during which you can use the operating table and tools here as you like."

After finishing speaking, Fahiril opened the life support cabin he had identified, took out the doll inside, put it on the operating table, and pushed it into his own exclusive laboratory.

......

Seeing Fahilier will not come out of the laboratory for a while.

"The stars blink and the moon draws question marks, the devil drags its long tail, and the vampire builds a bridge?"

Durkan hummed a little song from his hometown and brought Morion and Cornelia to the portal.

You can order takeout here.

One hour is enough for the three of them to have a good rubbing meal to restore their strength.

"By the way, who was in the life support cabin just now?"

Morion looked at Durkan and asked with some doubts.

Morion also noticed the presence of Croix on this floor.

But he found that Durkan pretended not to see the life support module where Croix was.

Instead, he devoted all his acting skills to another life support cabin, as a smoke bomb to confuse Fahilier.

However, Durkan's acting skills just now are too real.

The feeling of reuniting with old friends after a long absence is really like Durkan's sincerity.

So Morion always felt that Durkan really knew the unlucky guy in the life support cabin.

"I didn't expect to see him here either... This must be a special fate given to us by God..."

Durkan sighed.

"Um......"

Cornelia also echoed.

Like she knew the guy too.

Morion: "???"

This made Morion even more puzzled.

There is always a feeling of being isolated.

However, Morion quickly figured it out, pointed with his finger, and hesitated to speak.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to sympathize with the warden or the unlucky guy who was dragged to reform by the warden.

Seeing that Morion understood, Durkan didn't explain much.

He just looked at the direction of the laboratory where the cruel transformation operation was going on.

The clear and translucent eyes were full of anticipation.

"Mr. Bacher, I didn't expect that one day we would really see each other...Are you my patron saint?"

254 Durkan is raising a monster

"Meow! Shut up, that's not called teacher-student friendship at all, meow!"

Teacher Mao quickly stretched out his claws in front of Dekan, stopping Dekan from insulting the word "teacher".

"Um……"

Durkan was silent for a moment.

He looked at Teacher Mao, frowning more and more, as if thinking of a very important question.

Finally he asked:

"Talking about Teacher Mao, there is a question that I have been wondering for a long time. What kind of teacher are you teaching?"

"Meow meow meow!!"

Teacher Mao was furious on the spot when he heard Dekan's words.

It seems that his authority has been questioned.

However, it found that Cornelia and Morion looked at it with the same puzzled eyes.

It seems that they have also been curious for a long time.

It's just that I didn't find a chance to ask the exit.

Teacher Mao wanted to argue, but seemed unable to speak out.

"Mr. Cat? Are you okay?"

The look of holding his breath made Durkan a little worried that it was going to be red and warm.

"You don't need to be so clear about cats and cats! Anyway, I'm Mr. Cat! Meow! Rua!"

Teacher Cat waved his front paws, gestured wildly in front of Durkan for a while, and then jumped into Morion's shadow in a fit of anger.

The three looked at each other and shook their heads.

But while they were chatting, a supplementary collection of goods from the third floor also appeared at the entrance of the portal.

"What did you order?"

Morion asked with some doubts.

He also didn't see Durkan ordering food, and Durkan just completed the payment at the speed of light.

But next to the portal on the third floor, like a kitchen window, a meal appears every once in a while.

"Makai Omakase, it should be pretty good."

Durkan recalled that in the cooking classroom of Devil Academy, Mr. Bachel also provided him and Cornelia with chef-style cooking.

Now that the memory was brought back, he couldn't help but experience it again.

"Nostalgic, Baqier is really good both in cooking and in himself!"

Cornelia also nodded, couldn't help but shook the air with her right hand, and then waved.

She remembered hitting many targets with the hammer.

But it still has to be Batchel who has the best touch.

The Q bullet can't be broken.

"..."

Morion consciously took two meals, leaving space for the two who were chatting about memories, and then walked to the other side.

"...Did I miss a chapter?"

Morion heard Durkan and Cornelia talking about something he couldn't understand, and asked the cat teacher in the shadow with some doubts.

Teacher Cat poked his head out from the shadow and replied:

"Meow meow, if you divide the volumes according to the "Deke Story" I wrote, you are probably a character who only appeared in the third volume. I don’t know that the content of the first two volumes is normal, but unfortunately, I only appeared in the second volume , the video of the first volume of Shadow World was deleted too much by the school..."

……

"Breakfast, half of life."

Standing on the side of the arena, Durkan sighed, not knowing whether it was reminiscing about the meal just now, or recalling the meal in his memory.

In less than an hour, the three of them enjoyed their breakfast quite leisurely.

Then they came to the central area of ​​the sixth floor and waited for Fahilier.