Chapter 6: Graduation Ceremony!
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The Demon King is Too Unfathomable! Chapter 6: Graduation Ceremony!

The demons entered the castle based on their seniority.

When Roan, holding a recording crystal in hand, stepped into the assembly hall, he took a quick look around and spotted many fourth-year seniors whom he rarely met.

The fourth-year seniors commanded a disposition different from the first, second, and third-year amateur demons. They were stronger, more ferocious, more scheming… and overall, their aura was just much more up there.

Perhaps sensing his wandering gaze, a junior succubus wearing clothes that covered less surface area than a bikini suddenly turned around, raised her chin, and looked at him with eyes so cold that she could have been looking at a bug instead.

Roan turned away and switched off his recording crystal in a fluster.

‘A two-minute video should be enough, or else I’m going to run out of mana.’

While Roan was distracted, the other students of the Demon King Academy got into positions. Professor Lilith, Professor Enos, and the others arrived too.

Soon, the assembly hall was jam-packed with demon students and professors.

“Silence,” a solemn voice reverberated from above.

The noisy assembly hall immediately fell silent, and all demons turned to the podium.

Under the watch of countless eyes, Principal Evan Krueger slowly drifted up to the podium and began his commencement speech.

In gist, he thanked the professors for their hard work, complimented the students for their outstanding performance, and expressed the high hopes he harbored for the students when they finally joined the workforce.

This thousand-year-old monster’s voice was amicable but powerful as if he wasn’t giving a speech in an academy but in the frontlines of a battlefield.

“…You are the pride of hell and His Majesty Demon God! Put what you have learned from your classes on the battlefield and plunge our enemies into terror and despair! A day will come when we return to the surface, cleanse ourselves of the humiliation we suffered a thousand years ago, and restore hell’s honor!”

The old man’s impassioned speech was unlike a principa

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