Demon Prince Goes To The Academy Wiki Novels & Stories

He knew his own abilities. “What do we have here? A battle ground is no place for a child. Are you looking for your doll, little ‘girl’?" The high ranked demon mocked and taunted Damon. “I am the prince of hell and I am here for your head," Damon said pointing his sword at the direction of the demon's face. The demon made mocking laughter: “I am sorry 'princess' but you do look like a girl. Are you sure you ain't one?" The demon kept mocking Damon based on his beautiful physical appearance.

Roman was seen at the academy often, he wasn't a student there though, but as the Demon prince, he was supposed to maintain the relationship between the human kingdom, magical beings, and the demonic territories. It meant he had access to every room, every council, every institution without needing an invitation. His presence at the academy was called a diplomatic gesture. He attended galas, funded research, sat in on lectures when it suited him. The academy benefited from his patronage. The noble houses tolerated him because crossing him was expensive. He always maintained a warm expression to every student he met, smiling his way through. Outside the academy walls, the world was still peac

“Report to the barracks before I write you up for misconduct and failure to listen to your supervisor.” “You are not my supervisor. You're not even a Hunter!” Theo retorts, face red as he tries to side-step his mother. Thankfully, Elaine is there, rolling her eyes before she grabs Theo by the ear and tugs him down so she can look into her son's eyes. “You're right. Lennox is no Hunter. He is a Demon Prince, the heir to the power that created us all. Now you will go to the barracks and do as you’re told,” Elaine murmurs, her voice calm and collected.

Lin then calmed him down and he decided to speak. Unnamed demon: I joined Nirvana Academy because it's the closest to my home and it gives the best opportunities to Low tier class demons as well. And I heard the top students from each tier can get a chance to at least enter the castle and maybe have 'his' blessing. Ban: His blessing? Lord Anex: An audience with the king. Even though I am pretty sure that 'king' is just an imposter. There is no way he would do that. Unnamed Demon: Actually. My sister also got one. An audience with the king. However just after getting one, she quitted this academy and joined yours. When I asked her why, she told me, ''There was no King.''

Other than that, you just have to pray and hope that Remoire never leaves the clouds awake. Something here bothers me. Mammon, being the second strongest demon prince, should have been enough to keep Remoire from entering the academy. There’s no way that Mammon, Leviathan, Belzeebub, or Gorshe couldn’t stop the raging demon thunderbird wrecking havoc outside. I want to bring them all in front of me and demand what they are doing. However, it just occurred to me that despite the damages in the academy, there were no casualties. Come to think about it, they were whispering about something last night. Something about a plan to draw a demon in.

The next morning, Theodore and Gad took their breakfast and set out for the academy. The academy was a five minutes walk from the palace. They could have simply teleported there but Theodore didn't know how to teleport yet so they had to walk. "What class do we have first?" Theodore asked Gad. "History of demons." Gad said wearily, he hated this class because it was boring. "Really? I can't wait" Theodore said excitedly. "You are the only demon I have met who is excited about this class. It's just a repetition of things we all know."

The entire academy would see that I’m not Reeve, but a she-wolf who infiltrated an Alpha academy. My eyes locked onto Headmaster Horgus. He returned my gaze briefly before calmly looking away at the other students. So that’s how it is. The council and the Headmaster were doing this on purpose. They wanted to investigate me—without making it obvious. Bastards! “You look pale, Weak Prince,” Welden sneered as he deliberately slammed his shoulder into mine while passing toward the front row. He grinned widely, baring his fangs. “Afraid you’ll freeze to death tomorrow? Or afraid we’ll all see how pathetic and scrawny you look without that oversized cloak of yours?”

“The Council's assembly is at dusk, and I have no patience for the parlor tricks of a rogue hag. Nicole Martins is a warrior of my house. His fate belongs to the crown, and the crown alone. I decide his fate, I do not believe in the trick of the goddess or sorceress. Inform Prof.Halden to come prepared." He turned his back to the class, his shoulder heavily brushing against mine as he leaned in, his lips grazing the shell of my ear for a fraction of a second before the double doors of the lecture hall flew open. "Meet me at the office after the final bell at the close of the day, Princess," his voice whispered, not out loud, but directly inside the hollow of my mind through the mind bond. "T

“Also, do not add your blood to this. You don’t know what type of demon you might pull in and trust me you don’t want it to be a higher demon like one of the seven princes of hell.” “Who?” “The seven princes of hell. They’re the ones that holds the deadly sin to humans. There is Lucifer, Azazel, Dagon, Ramiel, Leviathan, Belphegor, and the worse of all is Asmodeus. He’s known for as the prince of lust, but also now the demon king of hell after he took over his father’s thrown.” “I very much doubt that I’ll be able to summon one of them even with my blood.” “It’s time Bianca, and I’m going to need to leave. You do understand everything you need to do?”

Aren’t you ashamed? Ignoring his subconscious, he brings his mind to the present and realizes that he is somehow on the other side of the gate. Only then does it dawn on him. The demon prince took advantage of that second-long lapse in concentration to push him towards the gate, which swung open to admit him and shut almost immediately. Just wait, you-you-you lad! I’ll get you for this. And that’s a promise! He stares daggers at Travis, but the demon prince ignores him, whistling one of the lost tunes of Lucifer. He heads towards the ghoul’s outer enclosure, fantasizing about the various ways he’d torture his charge.