Chapter 1952

Walking outside Zaprath School at dusk, Cornelius, who Thalia said needed support, had just finished beating up his tenth opponent and was now walking back toward the Demon District. His usually cold face had a rare bruise and was swollen. But thinking about how the rest of the special demon class he'd just fought looked just as beaten up, Cornelius felt appeased. There was a seemingly faint smirk on his darkened, bruised face. Suddenly, soft footsteps came behind him and carried a familiar presence. Someone was following him closely. Cornelius' steps halted. He turned sharply without hesitation and perfectly caught the person sneaking behind him by surprise. Just a short distance away, the sneaky Steen froze and looked like he'd been caught red-handed. His face flashed with a flicker of guilt, but the moment he saw Cornelius' battle damage, his nervousness dropped instantly. He even laughed and gloated. Then, he strutted over with his hands on his hips and shouted, "Cornelius!