"Huh? You want us to leave?" The tall teenage demon glared at the puny human in front of him.
"Y–" Lucas tried to reply but his words were stuck in his mouth.
"Huh? What did you say?" The tall demon noticed Lucas was trying to say something but he couldn't hear what he was saying, so he leaned down to listen to what Lucas had to say.
However, even after leaning closer to Lucas, the tall demon still couldn't hear what he was saying. "Speak louder, you punk, do you want us to leave or not?"
He glared at the tiny human in front of him again.
Noticing his hard gaze, cold sweat began to form on Lucas' forehead, but he summoned the courage to reply back.
"Y-yes, I want you all to leave my room," Lucas replied with as much confidence as he could muster.
He wasn't sure if the demon in front of him would clobber him to tiny pieces, but he wanted to speak his mind, so he did so before closing his eyes and waiting for the worst.
But Lucas noticed that he hadn't been punched or kicked by the demon yet, so he slowly opened his eyes to find the tall demon in front of him glancing around the room.
"Hmm, it seems the boys have turned your room into a mess. No worries, I'll make sure they tidy up the place before we leave. I give you my word; this room will be squeaky clean before the tournament begins," He patted Lucas' back before turning his attention to his comrades.
He walked further into the room with his arms spread wide, as though he wanted to give them a hug, then he said. "Brothers, time is not on our side, everything has to be ready within the next ten minutes."
Everyone listened to what the tall demon had to say, then they nodded their heads in understanding. Afterward, they returned to what they were doing before the tall demon walked into the room.
It was easy for anyone to see that the tall demon was respected by everyone in the room.
'He has to be the leader of this fan club,' Lucas muttered in his thoughts.
He watched as everyone swiftly did what needed to be done, and the moment they were done, the tall demon teen stood on a stool, surveying everyone in the room.
"Gather around, brothers."
"As you all know, today is the day of the tournament, and we will show everyone in the world who the true number one of the academy is— Princess Lilith!!"
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"Don your battle gears, men!!" The tall demon handed out white shirts emblazoned with the name of their fan club on it.
"What? For real?"
"Yes."
"What's the reward?"
"Two thousand gold coins."
"Two thousand what..."
"Zip it, will you? That's just what all of us will be receiving if we're able to support the princess by cheering for her."
"What do you mean, is there more?"
"Of course, there is more, and it's a lot more."
"Really, what's the reward?"
"We were promised five thousand gold coins each if the succubus princess won the tournament."
"What?"
"I'm serious, man."
"But you guys are over two hundred in number, will the princess really donate that kind of amount just because she wants you all to support her during the tournament."
"Oh, I heard she's not the one donating that huge amount of gold coins."
"Huh? She isn't?"
"Nope."
"Then, who is?"
Lucas' friend grinned, then he leaned towards Lucas' ear to whisper a few words.
"What? Dude, no way. There's no way he would ever do that."
"Dude, I'm telling you the truth. I've never been more serious in my life."