Translated by Demonic Dog
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Chapter 306
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Sion and Hector were shocked.
Of course, Sion was two questions short of a perfect score, and Hector also worked hard to get the score.
As Demona said, like passing was passing.
But even so, my pride was too damaged to accept it and think, ‘Oh, it’s the same passage’!
“Huh? Talk to me. Aren’t we all in the same boat? Huh?”
Despite Demona’s repeated questions, the two remained silent and said nothing.
“Huh? Huh? Where is everyone? Huh?”
Softly ─
Not only Hector’s face but also Sion’s face turned red due to Demona’s tireless provocation.
… … Of course, I wasn’t as embarrassed as usual.
Then Rafia, who really wanted to clean up an invoice this time, stepped forward.
“B-but Demona! Why didn’t you look at Roan’s answer sheet?”
Demona answered proudly.
“Oh, of course I wanted to see it!”
“……Uh, okay.”
It wasn’t an answer I was particularly proud of.
“But even when I looked at Roan, I had no idea what he was saying. I wonder why he used such difficult words. Roan, being able to explain things easily is also a talent.”
Wow──
The atmosphere suddenly cooled.
The friends wanted to shut Demona’s mouth right away, but they couldn’t.
This was because the mood of Roan, who was looking at Demona with a faint smile, was unusual.
The only one who was happy without knowing anything was Demona, who had nothing to see.
‘The dead man’s rotten hands.’
Roan placed a powerful curse spell on Demona’s neck.
“Aaaah!!! W-what?! Hmm, the habits of a warlock—!!!”
‘This bastard is a black dog’s muzzle.’
Since he was about to say something useless, I immediately added a suppresSion spell to block his mouth.
I looked down at Demona, half in the thought that my friends would do the same, and half in pity.
“Tsk, tsk, you covered your eyes and you really didn’t see anything, Ethan?”
“Demona is like that.”
“Ugh….”
The friends no longer paid any attention to Demona, who was shaking under the curse spell.