My Elf System

"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.

Lucas noticed that while they thanked the tall demon they also called him Scar.

Scar walked towards a couple of demons gathered in a corner of the room before he took a seat.

Someone approached Scar and began to apply camouflage patterns on his face as though they were about to fight a battle.

"Do you want your face to look fierce and terrifying?" The demon standing in front of Scar asked.

"Just make sure it looks really intimidating."

The demon called Jax grinned as he began to paint a skull design on Scar's face. "We're definitely going to strike fear in the hearts of the elf prince's fans, won't we?"

"Indeed," Scar nodded in response. "The demons will definitely conquer this tournament," Scar began to admire his reflection.

Noticing that Jax was done, Scar stood up from his seat and surveyed the room once again. "Remember, men. We're not just fans, we're warriors and we'll defend Princess Lilith!!!"

"Yeah!!!" The room erupted in a loud cheer once again and Lucas placed his hand on his face.

"Why are they so hyped up for the tournament, do they really care for the Succubus Princess that much ?"

"I guess you could say so," Lucas' friend replied to him.

They were the only ones in the room who weren't screaming and jumping around like maniacs.

"I don't get it. Don't they know that it's annoying and disgusting to be acting like children," Lucas muttered to himself.

He dared not say it out loud because he knew everyone in the room would have his head on a stake if they heard what he said.

Of course, Lucas' friend heard everything he said because he was standing right beside him.

"Who said we're not allowed to act like children once in a while? If it makes them happy, then everyone is allowed to do whatever brings a smile to their faces."

"Whatever, I still think this is unnecessary."

Hearing what Lucas said, his friend slung his arm around Lucas' neck. "Hehe....you're talking as though you don't know."

"Don't know about what?"

"About the reward everyone in this room will receive if we're able to support the demon princess."

"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."