Boom!
Garima released her aura, and enveloping all of them, and asked in a chilling tone as she glared at the aged headmaster leading the group,
"What's the meaning of this? Are you trying to go against me?"
The headmaster stepped forward and bowed toward her respectfully.
"Greetings, senior!" He greeted her and explained, "Please don't misunderstand. We aren't trying to go against you."
Seeing him bow, the Elders followed and bowed toward her, showing their respect.
Garima retracted her aura and asked, "Then what are you trying to achieve by surrounding us?"
This time, a middle-aged by the headmaster's side stepped forward and said, "Let me explain the reason, senior."
Adrienne, who was right behind the middle-aged man—the hall master—frowned when she saw this.
'Just what exactly is he planning? I don't believe he would insist on handing this disciple over to the Daltons.' She thought.
When he had sent the message after asking her question about Max's women and the girl who was with him, she had found that strange and had wondered who he sent the message to.
But when the headmaster and other Elders arrived one after another, she got her answer. It was the headmaster who he sent the message to because the headmaster was the only one who could move so many Elders at the same time.
However, a question still remained. What was his purpose of summoning everyone out?
The hall master paused a little and continued, "Senior, you might have not noticed this since you arrived a little later, but that girl over there…"
He pointed at Amara and said, "…I believe she isn't a human, but a demon."
Everyone gaped at him in astonishment. They even thought they had misheard him for a moment. But seeing that he was a peak three-star mage, and a hall master, he wouldn't say something without reason. Especially when he had summoned so many Elders and even the headmaster.
For this reason, their gazes became wary and hostile as they looked at Amara.
Be it human, Elves or some other race, everyone hated demons. So, this was their normal reaction.
Garima's frown deepened when she heard this because the one being accused was with Max, who was supposed to help her. However, she also couldn't ignore it.
Max knew the situation was dire when he saw the struggle on her face and hurriedly said,
"She is a demon, you say? From what angle does she look like one?"
He then turned to others and asked, "Does she look like a demon to you?"
Hearing this, doubt appeared on their faces, because Amara looked as human as one can be.
The hall master scoffed, "There are many ways to change appearance, but you can't change the nature of your energy. Ask her to show her energy and we will know if what I'm saying is true or not."
Max wanted to blow this guy's head with a punch, but he couldn't do it right now.
So, he turned to Amara, who was looking at the hall master with a murderous gaze and said, "Amara, show them your energy. I'm curious to see what he will say after finding his claim false."
Amara looked at him, took a deep and,
Boom!
Released her bloodline energy. This time, she controlled it perfectly and didn't let any wisp of her demon energy mix in.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this blood-like energy because it was too different from anything they knew.
The headmaster asked, his aged brows raised into a frown, "Why did you release your bloodline energy?"
"Because she cultivates this instead of mana. Do you have any problem with that?" Max scoffed coldly.
A displeased look appeared on the headmaster's face when he heard this, but he didn't say anything out of respect for Garima.
He then turned to the hall master. "There is no sign of any demonic energy in it."
The hall master was frowning too. He was pretty sure he noticed some faint demon energy when she neutralized Jack's mother's mana.
Thinking this, he turned to look at Jack's father and asked, "Mr. Dalton, you also noticed something strange about her energy previously, right?"
Jack's father didn't hesitate at all and nodded.
"Yes, I did, and I wanted to question her about it because I felt it was somewhat demonic, but this little bas-, this guy angered us by humiliating our dead son. Now that I think about it, he must have been trying to divert my attention."
He then looked at Max and laughed coldly, "However, he didn't know the hall master had also noticed it."
Max gave him an indifferent look in response and asked, "I understand you want to avenge your useless son, but isn't it beneath you to resort to such schemes?"
"You…!" Jack's father's temper flared up when he heard this. Not only was he calling his son useless, he was also insinuating that he was accusing Amara because of their personal enmity.
'This is so devious.' He thought angrily. How he wished Garima wasn't here so he could kill him now!
The hall master stopped paying attention to Jack's father because he knew his statement wouldn't matter now. So, he turned to face the headmaster and said,
"Headmaster, you know I won't lie about such a thing, right?"
The Headmaster was silent for a moment and then looked at Amara. "Since you aren't a demon, would you mind letting me check your body with my mana sense?"
Anger flashed in Amara's eyes when she heard this, but before she could say anything, Max laughed. His laughter contained his shimmering anger.
"How laughable! You seriously want her to live her life in your hands by allowing your mana inside her body? How about you let me check your body with my mana sense because I also suspect you are a demon?"
He then turned to Garima and said, "I hope you won't entertain these morons any longer or I would be too disappointed in you."
His words hid a threat that immediately caused all the internal struggle Garima was having vanish.
So, what if this girl was a demon? She would just kill people, right? Wasn't the demon race going to do that in a few days, anyway?
So, it didn't make a difference anyway. However, if she didn't stop this farce, her newfound hope of finding a cure would be squashed.
Thinking this, she waved her hand in the headmaster and the hall master's direction. A wave of invisible mana rippled toward them and,
Bang! Bang!
Two bangs resounded as both of them were sent flying backwards, spitting out blood.
