The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Eleonor laughed while shedding tears.

“Thank you but its fine. I’m magic created to fight the mazoku and I cannot resist if used. I’ll just continue producing origin clones of Zeshia which will be used to invade Deiruheido.” (Eleonor)

10,000 Zeshias using <Asura> will be an unbelievable amount of war potential.

On top of that, each person can use <Gavel> to become a human bomb. It’s a threat to Deiruheido that cannot be overlooked.

“You mazoku don’t need to get caught up with human issues. Kill me and protect Deiruheido.” (Eleonor)

Human circumstances huh? Half of that statement might be true.

“Eleonor. This is the battle I left behind 2000 years ago and the people living in this peaceful age shouldn’t be involved in such a tedious war.” (Arnos)

If I’d destroyed Jerga at that time then none of this would have happened.

“You and Zeshia are also the same.” (Arnos)

Diego is also seized by that hatred and is passing it on.

“I need to clear my debts. The Zeshia’s that have already gone will not come back but the ones here can still lead a peaceful life.” (Arnos)

“If everyone forgot everything like they were supposed to then neither me nor Zeshia should even exist.” (Eleonor)

“What’s done is done.” (Arnos)

Eleonor and Zeshia have already been born.

“I’ve caused you pain for almost 2000 years.” (Arnos)

Eleonor’s body trembles.

Suffering and more suffering. A life that did nothing but suffer with her only hope being that she might one day disappear.

So much misfortune.

“This is my mistake, therefore I’ll make sure your next 2000 years are happy.” (Arnos)

Eleonrs smile disappears.

“I can’t erase what happened but at the very least let me try and make it up to you.” (Arnos)

“….I’m human. Well not really since I’m magic….” (Eleonor)

“What’s that got to do with anything?” (Arnos)

A tear runs down her cheek.

The tears that are melting into the holy water are clearly visible to my demon eyes.

“…..As long as <Ask> exists the humans will continue to hold a grudge against the mazoku….. We can only fight until one of use is destroyed…….” (Eleonor)

“Then I just need to destroy <Ask>.” (Arnos)

Eleonor shakes her head with a sad expression and speaks in a feeble voice.

“…Hey….. If you say something that gives me so much hope…..I might start to dream….” (Eleonor)

“I’ll grant it. For 2000 years you have suffered. Any dream I can’t make come true is nothing but a lie.”(Arnos)

Humans who continue to suffer and die without hope. If that’s the world’s system then I shall destroy it.

“I’m in front of you now. You’ve endured until today and that’s more than enough.” (Arnos)

“….But…..” (Eleonor)

At that time a dim voice leaked from somewhere.

A faint desire.

“…He….lp…..”

It came from the 10 years old Zeshia in the holy water ball next to Eleonor.

“…..Zeshia….?” (Eleonor)

Elenor looks astonished.

Zeshia who specialises in combat and shouldn’t be able to speak was now speaking.

“…..Help……….mama…….” (Zeshia)

Unable to bear Zeshia’s words Elenor starts sobbing.

Endless tears fall from her eyes.

“….Sorry, Arnos-kun…. I was saying something unfair. Please, I beg you.” (Eleonor)

Eleonor begs me like before but this time her wish is much stronger.

“Help. Zeshia and me….. We’ve already fought so much.” (Eleonor)

“I promise. I won’t say I’ll do it right now but I will help you.” (Arnos)

“…..Yes…..” (Eleonor)

Eleanor’s tears spill like rain.

“……Absolutely promise….” (Eleonor)

“I’ll stake my name on it.” (Arnos)

To liberate them I need to end 2000 years of hatred between the humans and the mazoku.