The Misfit of Demon King Academy

“….Mazoku…. Kill……..?” (Elen)

Elen said in amazement.

“….Demon king of tyranny………kill……?” (Jessica)

Jessica muttered in an almost delirious tone.

“…..Kill?” (fan union)

The girls in the fan union started murmuring almost incoherently.

They’re hearing it through the<Liikus> I have established with them.

Fumu. This is slightly bad.

Should I be careful?

“……No, hang on. Everyone! Don’t think about it! This voice is surely an enemy attack. Is it brainwashing magic…..!?”

“Ah….yeah…really…… What should we do?”

“It’s okay. Think about Arnos-sama, that should overwrite that stinky old man’s voice!”

“Un….yeah….Arnos-sama.”

“Arnos-sama was so cool today……”

“We were told to give our love….. I won’t wash my ears anymore!!”

“……Aah…. It’s not good……!” (Elen)

“Stay strong Elen. Wasn’t it you who said to think of Arnos-sama!?”

“……I know Arnos-sama’s voice is precious but even thinking about it makes me feel strange……” (Elen)

“……Is it an enemy attack?”

“I don’t know but Arnos-sama is amazing.”

Fumu. They have surprisingly strong willpower but it would be better to not let it go on any longer.

I cancel <Ask>

“Arnos. Just now.” (Misha)

“Did you hear it as well?” (Arnos)

I feel her nod.

It must be because they are connected through <Guys>.

“Mass of hatred.” (Misha)

That’s a suitable way of describing it.

“Did you feel anything else?” (Arnos)

“I know a similar feeling.” (Misha)

Misha was her usual calm self.

“Headteacher.” (Misha)

Fumu. I see.

Didn’t Heine say they could hear the voice of the hero Kanon? I’m assuming this is what he meant.

It seems the hero academy has as much trouble as the demon king academy.

“…….Arnos Voldigod……” (Ledoriano)

Ledoriano speaks in a gloomy voice. He’s still got his lifeless eyes but somethings different.

To borrow Misha’s words he’s in a cage of hatred.

Looking over I see Zeshia who was blown away by <Teo Trias> stand up.

Her holy sword Enhalle was emitting magical power on a scale way beyond anything it had before.

It was shining as bright as a star just before it was ready to burn out.

“……Even if you aren’t the demon king of tyranny your power is still dangerous and someday, surely, that power will threaten humanity…..” (Ledoriano)

Ledoriano voice sounds like someone who’s let go of their sanity.

Zeshia doesn’t react to Ledorianos words and turns her eyes to me. Emotionless eyes. The eyes of a doll who only listens to commands.

Despite that, and beyond the light of her holy sword her origin is still certainly there.

“…..That you came to this academy exchange…..for us, was the best thing to happen…..” (Ledoriano)

As Ledoriano was talking Zeshia charged straight at me.

“Arnos.” (Misha)

“Don’t worry.” (Arnos)

While talking to Misha I step forward to meet Zeshia.

Drawing closer she drew a magic formation over her heart.

That spell—

“Fall back Misha!” (Arnos)

I quickly develop antimagic to protect Misha who’s behind me.

“Zeshia listen. Stop that magic right now. You will not get the results you’re expecting.” (Arnos)

Ignoring my advice Zeshia rushes in.

“Are you finally scared? This is the end Arnos Voldigod. You should realize the resolve of a hero.” (Ledoriano)

Zeshia closes in on me.

You don’t have to speak to use that magic but Ledoriano spoke out the name of the spell for the silent Zeshia.

“Origin Light Destruction Explosion <Gavel>!!” (Ledoriano)

At point-blank range, Zeshia plunged Enhalle into the left-hand side of her chest.

At that moment her body begins to collapse while her origin radiates an extreme amount of light.

<Gavel>

A heroes curse that forcibly releases all the magical power stored in your origin and causes an explosion of magic.

It’s also known as Origin Explosion and suicide magic.

Let alone this life even your possible future lives are thrown away as the explosion consumes even the power of your future lives.

Its power is well beyond anything a normal magic-user can deal with.

Light covers the world and all sound stops.