Mart was sitting in the chair in front of his desk.
The next day would be the finals of the battles for both the third-year and fourth-year students.
Since he wasn't interested in attending, he had decided to go into seclusion again. For the moment, he only had a drop of Demon God's blood because the demonic reward he had obtained after being kissed by the mysterious entity was a demonic sword that looked impressive but was somewhat damaged.
At the moment, Mart could find no better option than to seclude himself, as his idea of hunting corroded monsters on Marrac Mountain had been ruined by the conspiring demons and humans.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Mart waved his hand and opened the door to the room.
Deniris had entered, her rabbit ears slightly tilted, wearing one of the maids' uniforms.
Deniris approached Mart, sat on his lap, and looked at him shyly.
"What's wrong? Did someone bother you?" Mart asked her.
