THE DRAGON DEVOURING ART

Chapter 5

Lucifer stepped into room number 201.

The moment he entered the room, he heard his roommates' loud voices.

Each dorm room had three occupants, and the order in which they were arranged was random.

So, aside from Lucifer, two others were inside the dorm room.

“I'm definitely destroying you in this ga-” the voice of the first youth, who was of a similar age to Lucifer, 16, was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

They were startled and couldn't help but widen their eyes upon seeing Lucifer step in.

“Lucifer? Storm said you had died in the dungeon previously. How are you still alive?”

‘Storm!’ Lucifer clenched his fist at the mention of Storm's name. Restraining his aura, he ignored the two and entered his room, which was at the far end on the left side.

“What a trash. I can't believe I was even slightly worried about him for a moment…” the youth sneered, clearly angered at being ignored.

The other boy beside him, with orange hair and dark brown eyes, shrugged.

“You were the one acting all caring. Honestly, there is no need to feel sympathy for such a… creature.”

“Forget about him, let's continue with our game.” The youth shrugged off the irritating feeling that Lucifer brought to their dorm room and turned his gaze to the display screen in front of him.

Soon, the two resumed their battle.

…

In his room, Lucifer lay on his bed with an indifferent expression.

With the enhancement that his new Primordial Dragon bloodline brought him, his five senses had been enhanced slightly above their previous limits.

Due to this, he could clearly hear the words that the youths were saying to each other.

He didn't let it bother him as he closed his eyes to sleep.

[Time left until mission completion: 62 hours.]

Lucifer glanced at the system notification as he drifted off to sleep.

‘I don't have much time left…’

…

The night was peaceful, and soon, morning came.

In Class 3A, Lucifer's class, the place was far from calm as the news of his return spread amongst his classmates.

“Have you heard? That trash actually returned from the Black Dungeon. Could it be that Amira and Storm were lying?”

“He possesses an F-grade talent, and besides, it's a useless one. How could he possibly have survived if there truly was any danger?”

Another youth from the side, with a confused expression, interjected, “Where is this news spreading from? Perhaps it's wrong?”

At his words, he was quickly interrupted by a few other students. “This was confirmed by his roommates. Why would they lie about something like that? Besides, aren't classes about to start? Missing classes is a big offense, so he definitely has to reveal himself.”

Everyone was slightly curious about the authenticity of the news being shared.

Time passed slowly, and soon, everyone had already gathered in the class, including Amira and Storm.

Hearing the words that Lucifer was actually alive, both couldn't help but panic.

Amira glanced at Storm with nervousness in her eyes.

Storm just shook his head, signaling for her to be calm.

‘If he is alive, I just have to kill him again…’ Based on his thoughts, he did nothing wrong.

‘I was just killing someone who had his eyes set on my girlfriend. It is something that should naturally be done…’ he grinned evilly at the thought.

Just as everyone was wondering where Lucifer was, and there was only one minute before the commencement of classes, the door flew open and a youth stepped in.

Everyone's gaze was attracted to the youth the moment he walked in.

After all, only one person hadn't yet entered for class.

Just as they guessed, it was Lucifer.

Storm showed a look of disbelief, and so did Amira. However, he was quick to calm down.

Having resolved himself to kill Lucifer again, he just needed to find the time to handle everything perfectly.

“Trash!”

The moment Lucifer stepped into the classroom, a loud voice broke through the silence of the students.

“Take this cup and go and fetch me some water. I am thirsty. You must be back before the teacher steps in for class, or…” the slightly chubby youth, with a few lackeys surrounding him, sneered and drew a line across his neck.

He guessed that Lucifer understood what he meant, as this wasn't the first time he was doing it.

The cup landed squarely on Lucifer's face, creating a light bruise. Slight blood began trickling down from the injured spot.

Seeing this, another youth from the classroom couldn't help but sneer.

“How weak. Even a cup can cause you to bleed, damn!”

Lucifer clenched his fist, enduring all this. A faint pressure began leaking out from him as his dark pupils began emitting a slightly golden hue, shrinking rapidly as though turning into slits.

Just then, the door swung open once more.

“Everyone should settle down for class,” an instructor stepped in.

She was a lady with dark purple hair and a sexy, athletic build. Her dark blue eyes lingered on Lucifer for a moment, noticing the cup on the ground.

“Find somewhere to sit down for class,” she commanded, then turned her attention to the holographic display behind her.

Lucifer cast a sidelong glance at her, then at the remaining students.

Amira seemed hesitant to meet his gaze, meanwhile Storm flashed him the same friendly, casual smile he always gave him.

The fat bully from before, James, clicked his tongue, seeing that the teacher was already in class.

He mouthed a few words which Lucifer could understand.

“Meet me after school at the regular place…”

‘Nothing has changed!’ Lucifer clenched his fist tightly till his knuckles turned white.

‘I have gained so much strength, but still nothing has changed!’ The thought was unnerving.

Struggling to calm himself, Lucifer could hardly suppress the erratic killing intent surging through him as he slowly sat down.

Teacher Vera, who was about to begin teaching, felt her heart skip a beat as though a predatory beast slumbering in the abyss was staring at her, waiting for one slight thing to happen before it completely snapped her neck.

‘This… what the hell is this feeling?’