Enlightenment Class One was in unprecedented chaos.

Though it had long been stated that the "After-School Dark Lord and Me" club only recruited Enlightenment Class students, every club needed an advisor.

By tradition, advisors were appointed directly from third-year students or teachers.

Thus, senior students applying for the position nearly broke down the classroom door.

"Hold on... one at a time... okay... okay?"

Alice had started bold and confident, like a natural leader. But under the hungry gazes of the seniors, her tone dwindled to a timid plea.

Tsundere attribute evolution—yandere attribute.

"Choose me, Golden Sorceress! I’m a fourth-year! I have rich club management experience! And I’m great with money!"

"Get lost! Pick me! We’re both girls—I’ll share all the boys’ little secrets, big sister~"

"Step aside! An advisor needs free time to dedicate fully! Golden Sorceress, I’d abandon Battle Qi training for you!..."

"Hmm..." Tiny Alice was cornered against the wall. On the other side, Alpha fared no better.

"Delinquent Black Reaper! One glance from you kills me; another brings me back. Let me die and revive for you endlessly!"

"Reaper, take me with your scythe!"

"Reaper! Take me away! Package me up!"

"...".

"M... master... save Alpha..."

Alpha’s teary eyes only fired up the crowd’s cheers.

Then, a big shot entered Enlightenment Class One—Bolong.

"Shut the hell up, all of you!"

Bolong’s earth-shattering roar silenced the room instantly. A few grumbling stragglers turned, then nearly pissed themselves seeing him.

"Director Bolong, to what do we owe the honor?"

Saori leaned dashingly against the window. Her duty was only to ensure Enlightenment Class safety. Today, she’d exceptionally allowed the club to recruit advisors. Member recruitment was postponed.

Though Saori wanted the role herself, her busy schedule made it impossible.

She’d planned to ask her close friend Cecile, but couldn’t find her lately.

Dilu deserved mention too. He’d wanted to step up for his sister’s club but was swamped with multiple duties.

The younger students had scattered like birds. Only a few brave ones watched from afar. Red-faced seniors now dominated the room.

"Where’s Sima Liangjie?"

Bolong scanned the classroom with slit-like eyes.

His words sparked a trace of panic in the quiet crowd.

"Sima Liangjie? That delinquent Silver Demon King?"

"Right, he skipped the lecture hall too, didn’t he?"

"He’s missing the advisor recruitment now?"

"Where’d he go?"

"Kids wander off—it’s normal, right?"

"Not normal!"

Bolong cut off a senior’s remark sharply.

"Director Bolong, Liangjie excels in class. I granted him privileges to choose his lessons."

Saori explained calmly.

"Teacher Saori, you’ve made a grave mistake!"

"I’m all ears."

"Mercenary Guild witnesses saw a silver-haired boy calling himself ‘this great me’!"

Bolong hid part of the truth.

"Oh?" Saori smiled. "Director Bolong, have you heard of the ‘Delinquent Trio’?"

"Of course. Some fool’s been hyping it up—even rumors reached the Imperial Capital. Ridiculous. Dark Lords, Sorceresses, Reapers? Childish scare tactics..."

"Then," Saori crossed her legs elegantly, "it might be an imposter."

"What do you mean?"

Bolong’s slit eyes widened.

"Imitation." Saori snapped her fingers. "The delinquent Silver Demon King with his ‘this great me’ catchphrase is now copied by Imperial Capital kids. You couldn’t miss that, could you, Director?"

She stressed "that" heavily—it was pure scheming!

"I... naturally know that..."

Bolong stammered.

A faint giggle rippled through the room.

"What’s so funny!"

Bolong snapped.

Saori smiled slightly. "Director, even you caught his habit. How can the kids resist?"

Bolong froze like a john caught in a raid.

Saori pressed on.

"Director Bolong, what kind of school is Kempfa?"

"Obvious! Reno Continent knows Kempfa is a royal boarding academy. Even King Zhanma IX’s son obeys its rules!"

"So no one enters or leaves freely?"

"Y... yes. So what?"

"Then, how are Kempfa’s walls?"

"Ten meters high. Forged from purest steel crystal. Fifty centimeters thick..."

"Plus, the whole academy is shielded by a powerful magic barrier. Using Battle Qi near the walls alerts the Magic College instantly..."

"...".

"Or do you think someone could smash steel crystal walls with brute force—and that someone’s a boy under ten?"

"This..."

"Director Bolong, one question."

Bolong swallowed hard. "S... say it."

Saori flashed a bewitching smile. Seniors swooned; even Alpha and Alice stared hotly.

That was mature charm—her reddish-brown skin was utterly irresistible.

"Director, in your prime, without Battle Qi, how high could you jump? You may run up."

"W... with height, maybe three meters..."

"Perfect. How, then, did Sima Liangjie leave campus undetected?"

"...".

Bolong’s face flushed purple. Under everyone’s eyes, he swept his sleeve and stormed off.

Once Bolong vanished, cheers erupted again.

Yes, the advisor recruitment blazed on...

Imperial Capital...

At a waystation entrance, a silver-haired boy rode a burly old man inside.

It was our Sima Luan Tong and the Apsen Giant.

This time, the Iceflower Evil God Dragon had learned: he tilted his head slightly at the doorway.

Bang!

He still smashed into the other frame...

[Damn... which idiot designed this rotten frame... When this great me finds out, I’ll beat them senseless!]

Liangjie cursed inwardly, scanning the waystation. Only a dozen glowing arrays lit sparse figures chatting in shadows.

No staff worked here. On Reno Continent, waystations were mere transit points.

Their transport was—the teleportation array.

That’s why few lingered. Visitors came only to teleport.

"This great me checks... Poison Fog Swamp. Nearest city’s Krom City..."

Our Sima Luan Tong hadn’t idled. Between Battle Qi training, he’d studied Reno Continent maps thoroughly.

"This one! Hurry, old man! No dawdling! This great me’s time is precious!"

"Ooh~"

Apsen grunted, thudding toward a purple array...

"Tch. Purple? What a waste!"

Liangjie grumbled, reluctantly pulling a purple orb from his pocket. He jammed it into the slot.

The array flared purple light. Magic circles spun.

"Go!"

Sima Luan Tong waved imperiously. Apsen stepped into the glow.

Our Sima Luan Tong remained oblivious...

This time, it became a forever farewell...?

The Delinquent Trio would lose one color—that delinquent silver.