The man fell to his knees while holding his throat. He seemed like he was struggling to breathe and in pain.

"Hey! This kid doesn't look simple! His attacks! He must be some martial arts master! We didn't even bring our weapons! Let's run! We can't take him on!"

As the other three saw Lucifer's attack, they seemed to be intimidated.

They started running away. Even the man who was lying on the ground struggled to stand up before he ran away while holding his neck.

Lucifer didn't chase after them, but he did seem confused.

"Strange people. They were scared of just that? Aren't Villains said to be shameless and unafraid of death?" He muttered, frowning.

"Whatever." He turned back and walked to the young girl.

"Little girl, you're safe now. Let's drop you at a police station so they can take care of this matter from here. They can also help you get to your family. They must be worried, right?" Lucifer said to the little girl as he patted her.

"Wait. If you go to the police station, you'll be late. You need to get to the Campus. Did you forget?" Grandpa Chi reminded Lucifer.

"I'll take the girl to the police station, and I'll stay with her. You take a cab and go straight to campus without stopping anywhere in the middle, alright?"

As Lucifer heard Grandpa Chi's words, he remembered the time. He was actually going to be late if he stayed with the girl. He couldn't help but glance at his bracelet, which already had one red light on.

If he was late tonight, there were going to be two red lights.

"Are you sure you can take care of it alone?" Lucifer asked Grandpa Chi, concerned.

"Of course. I'm not that useless," Grandpa Chi answered as he rolled his eyes.

"Alright."

Lucifer stopped two cabs. In one, he sat, which was going to take him to the Campus. On the other, Grandpa Chi sat with the girl who was going to take her to the police station.

Both cabs started going in different directions.

Sitting in a dark car in the distance, a dark-haired man smirked. "First part of the mission was successful. That girl can really act, hah. Now to the most important part."

The man started the car as he chased after the taxi. He also called a number simultaneously.

"He's coming. Are you ready?" He asks someone over the phone.

"Yes. Everything is prepared. Tonight, Alex won't reach the Academy," the person on the other end of the call answered before the call was disconnected.

...

Lucifer was sitting in the cab as he checked his clock.

"Looks like I'll reach the Academy with an hour to spare. Nothing to worry about. But today really was fun. If only Grandpa Chi had agreed to let me pay, I would have loved to make it more special for him. Money is useless for me anyway."

Sitting in the car, Lucifer seemed to be talking to himself.

"I should plan this once again in the future."

...

The cab in which Lucifer was sitting had been traveling for half an hour. It had already crossed half the distance to the Academy of Lucifer, and it was only ten-thirty in the night.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly when the cab suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

Lucifer looked out the window to notice that they hadn't reached Campus. He couldn't help but ask, "Why did you stop?"

"A man is lying on the ground ahead. It seems like he fell off his bike," the driver said as he opened the doors and stepped out of the car.

Lucifer also stood out.

As Lucifer stepped out, he was able to see a man lying on the ground, groaning in pain while holding his chest.

A bike was lying on the ground near him. It seemed like he was passing through here when he fell down.

The driver and Lucifer ran up to the man, who seemed to be having a struggle in breathing as he held his chest.

"It seems like he's having a heart attack. The attack must have come when he was passing through here. We should take him to the hospital," the driver suggested.

Lucifer glanced at his bracelet, frowning. It seemed like his luck was really bad at the moment.

"You're right. His life is more important," he finally said as he clenched his fist. He picked up the man and carried him to the cab.

Lucifer also sat in the cab as they went to the hospital, which was pretty far away from where they were. This took them slightly more than half an hour, making sure that Lucifer had no way to get back in time.

Lucifer had already given in to destiny. He couldn't do anything in this situation. A man's life was at stake.

After getting the man admitted to the hospital, he went back in a cab, this time taking a different one.

The cab took Lucifer to the Campus, but it was already late. It was twelve-thirty. He was half an hour late.

Standing at the entrance of the campus, Lucifer sighed as he noticed the second red light that had lit up in his bracelet.

"At least it's the second and not the third," he muttered as he smiled wryly. "I need to work extra hard to make sure I don't break the rules again. I'll be extra careful next time."

He stepped closer to the doors which opened.

"Young Man, you're late. Did you forget the time?" The guard asked Lucifer as he gave him his ID Card.

"I didn't. I guess you can just say that my luck was bad. When I was coming back, I saw a man in the middle of the road who was having a heart attack," Lucifer replied.

" I had to take him to the hospital. I'm coming straight from there, but as you can see, I'm late. It's fine, though," he further explained.

"Huh? You really sacrificed one of your strikes to help a stranger? You know, not many people would have done such a thing," the guard told Lucifer.

"You're a really noble guy. Next time, be careful. You only have one strike left. Treat that last chance like your life depends on it," he further said as he patted his shoulder.

"I will. Thank you."

Lucifer went back to his room and knocked on the door, which was opened by Jason.

He also noticed the second red light in Lucifer's bracelet, and he already knew what happened. It was way over twelve, after all.

Lucifer once again explained to his roommates about what happened on his way back and how he had no other choice.

...

In a different room, Dash was lying on his bed, grinning.

It had been half an hour since his men gave him the information that Lucifer had failed, but he still didn't lose his grin.