Moby wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled at his very own creation.

"It's finished!" He cheered with a long sigh of relief, holding out what he had made and placed it on the table where the cat-form Avilia impatiently sat looking at her paws.

"Oooo! Who knew you could cook so well!?" Avilia's eyes brightened up into stars, delight all over her face as she turned around to see what Moby had made for her. "This is what you humans call cake right!? A brown cake! Looks very fancy! I've always wanted to try one of these but I never got the chance!"

"I really hope you like it… It took more effort than I imagined but it's finally done…" He smirked with his eyes closed, washing his hands and removing his apron before going towards the balcony.

"I'll be the judge of your cooking!"

He stretched his stiff muscles and took a whiff of fresh air.

When he looked down below, it seemed like the students were on break, and Moby could not help but immediately pick up on something that he did not from before.

There was an underlying gloomy air, like a raincloud fell upon the campus and affected almost everyone.

It was indeed odd, the only explanation he could think of was that they were not satisfied with their exam scores. However, part of him thought that it might be for another reason.

'Could this be…'

'Hello, Mammon? Are you there?' Moby made a link, and the heavy breathing from the other end was immediately clear.

'OH! My great demon lord! I'm so honoured to be contacted!'

'Are you busy currently or can you talk?'

'I am doing some matters currently but nothing is more important than a call from my overlord! I had been trying to contact you for the past few days, yet I could not reach you at all! I grew slightly worried at first, but then I realized that it was surely my paranoia and you were simply too busy to bother with the likes of me…"

'Indeed, I was busy, yet it was not because I did not want to talk to you. Don't belittle yourself so much! You're a very important demon in my plans.'

'I— I— I don't deserve such praise…' The mammon sounded genuinely bewildered, and Moby could not help but inwardly chuckle before continuing what he had to say.

'Anyways, Mammon, you were tasked with the extortion of points from the masses? How are you fairing?'

'O-oh! Excellent! It is all going even better than I had anticipated! All due to the powers you had bestowed me my lord! These ignorant fools are so simple-minded and easy to manipulate! Simply by threatening their enrollment in this school, they are more than willing to bend the knee! Some of them I did not even have to threaten using a loved one as hostage! They truly value their success in this school over anything, and if it costs them a few points a month then so be it! They are too proud to let their facade of superiority falter and bring disgrace to their family… Then, in their minds, their lives are over…'

'Hmmmm… sounds delightful," Moby smiled. "But how exactly are you doing this?'

'My lord, you would be surprised how much one can do by simply changing their face and voice and going into video calls. You can uncover so much about one's family, even their inner secrets, and rarely does anyone ask why…'

'I see… So you threaten to announce their secrets, putting the blame on them. And just like that they so easily bend the knee?'

'Precisely my lord! I do that and even more…'

'I just have one question, how are you able to contact earth through this barrier put in place?' Moby wondered, noticing it through the mammon's explanation, thinking only one thing on his mind: Will he be able to contact his friends back on earth with such a way.

'I have a machine able to make contact with the strongest communication centers on earth, this includes most households of powerful families. I can show it to you if you so please my lord!'

'No need,' Moby sighed. If it was limited to what he claimed, then contacting earth would have still been impossible, after all, he would have to contact the Griffith estate where in all likelihood a secretary would pick up and expose him for doing something he should have never had the ability to do. 'So, I assume you have already widely implemented this plan of yours… How many students is it and how many points have you obtained?'

'Thus far my lord, I have made contact with 25% of the student-base, most of them being run-aways from the mammon's den and all was a success! I have yet to receive over 10,000 points, but 30,000 has already been pledged to me! Out of every student, I can extract up to 50 points every month to allow them to sustain themselves, and if they don't, I will simply leak their secrets and pit the blame onto them… There's nothing really the school can do this time, even if they found about about the plan. At this rate, most of the school will fall, and I should be able to collect around 25,000 points a month or more!'

'Excellent mammon! I am very pleased to hear all of that! You have far exceeded my expectations!'

'Once again, you grace me with such words that I could never fully deserve. I'm truely honored to serve a man such as thee…'

'Mannon, if anything else happens do not hesitate to contact me. The next time I wish to meet you either with mind-link or face to face I will contact you.'

'Understood my lord! And if you wish to extract any of the points or use them for anything school related, do let me know! It is rather difficult to dump so many points so early into the school year, it would simply be impossible and raise the school's alarms. But, I can bypass most of it.'

'Don't worry, I too thought of this and had come up with my own plans, but I'm curious to see yours when the time comes down to it. I currently have other matters to attend to.'

'Y-you honor me once again…' He breathed shailkly and heavily from the other side. 'I promise to work even harder and more proficient from now on to serve your highness!'

'That is what I would like to hear!' Moby smiled and closed the call, taking a deep breath as he sat down on a chair overlooking the campus before simply staring at the barrier enveloping the school with calm eyes. But, that was when his calmness was interrupted with a sudden voice from his rear.

"Hey! Moby! This cake is delicious! Who knew you were such a good cook!" She purred in delight. "What's the main ingredient anyways? Chocolate? Is this what cholocate tastes like?"

"Cat food…" He replied with a wide grin from ear to ear, and just like he expected, a hysterical outrage ensued from behind, one that he ignored to make contact with someone else.

'Elizabeth, are you there?'

'Yes lord! I just woke up… What is it that you need?' Moby could not help but smirk hearing her direct shift in attitude from that conversation they once had, like a weed fearing for its life to be plucked.

'We need to talk… Face to face…'