The demon faculty was stunned, while Dorian was speechless.
Although Reuben heard from Xylon that Shannon had become the "boss" of the three elementary classes, he hadn't imagined her influence would be this significant.
He swept his gaze over the group of demon younglings with appreciation before averting it to Dorian and the faculty. "Are there any objections?"
There was only silence.
"It's settled, then."
…
The original onlookers among the demon students never expected that the three classes of elementary demons would cause such a big uproar, with a collective strike and even fighting with the demon faculty.
Ultimately, the demon younglings were not punished, but the Demon Control Agency provided the school with a reform plan.
What surprised everyone even more was that the one leading the change was actually the new student who had transferred from the Seastone School of Mystic Arts as an exchange student.
A senior demon from an advanced class asked, "Hey, Caelan. I heard that young half-demon was a member of your clan. Have you met her?"
The young man named Caelan Wynthorpe wore an expression of defiance. "Why should I meet her? She's just a young half-demon. In fact, she's barely one. Had she not received guidance from the Soul Tree, she probably wouldn't be here."
"But I heard she already had two tails."
Among the nine-tailed fox lineage, very few could truly manifest all nine tails, but being able to manifest two tails with just a quarter of demon blood was already considered an impressive feat.
What they didn't know was that Shannon had only learned to manifest her fox tails after joining the demonic school. They simply assumed she had already been able to manifest them before coming here.
Caelan seemed unimpressed. "And? It's just two tails."
The most talented young demon in their clan could now manifest five tails! And that was still the only one of her kind in this generation.
If she had to show anyone, she would only save it for Benjamin once he returned. It seemed like he hadn't seen her tails before, and she wondered if he would think it was strange.
Shannon thought to herself, casually reaching for the Bentrix Stone, the only gift left that still carried his energy. As she had done every night since his disappearance, she pressed the stone gently to her lips, giving it a soft kiss.
"Goodnight, Benjamin…"
That whispered murmur seemed to penetrate the space and distance, traveling to the very depths of some far-off earth's pulse. The man, who had been sleeping, slowly opened his eyes at that moment.
…
At the same time, Shannon fell into a deep sleep. The Bentrix Stone, still cozy in her grip, slowly glowed with mystic light.
A golden mystic light slowly emanated from the stone, falling gently on her quietly curled two fox tails. As if carrying a soothing power, it coaxed them into slowly unfurling. Then, it dissipated into supernatural light, retracting.
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