The Misfit of Demon King Academy: Volume 8 (Light Novel) (eBook)
250 Seiten
J-Novel Club (Verlag)
978-1-7183-8764-5 (ISBN)
Thanks to the power of the people's wishes extending past kingdom borders, destruction was avoided and peace has fallen upon the underground world. But there are many unsolved mysteries surrounding the death of the Goddess of Creation, the remaining Selected Eight, and the identity of the self-proclaimed father of the Demon King...
Anos and his followers head back underground in search of clues and discover the existence of Erial-Stars of Creation that have Anos's missing memories sealed within them. But the land where the stars are hidden is controlled by the Sorcerer King, a powerful demon from the Mythical Age.
Will the Stars of Creation be the key to solving all these mysteries? Find out in volume 8, the Father of the Demon King arc!
Thanks to the power of the people's wishes extending past kingdom borders, destruction was avoided and peace has fallen upon the underground world. But there are many unsolved mysteries surrounding the death of the Goddess of Creation, the remaining Selected Eight, and the identity of the self-proclaimed father of the Demon King...Anos and his followers head back underground in search of clues and discover the existence of Erial Stars of Creation that have Anos s missing memories sealed within them. But the land where the stars are hidden is controlled by the Sorcerer King, a powerful demon from the Mythical Age.Will the Stars of Creation be the key to solving all these mysteries? Find out in volume 8, the Father of the Demon King arc!
§ Prologue: Nameless Ghoul
Before the current ruler of demons was born, powerful demons like the Four Evil Kings and Midhaze’s Sorcerer King warred for dominance.
Demons flaunted their strength to prove they were worthy of ruling Dilhade, fighting even with their own kin. Many even attempted to invade Azesion to expand their territory. With the flames raging both inside and outside the country, demons were forced to deal with the united humans, gods that lent them their power, and invading spirits all on their own.
What the humans and spirits feared the most was the demons banding together as one. The balance between Azesion’s and Dilhade’s forces was barely maintained thanks to internal strife. If there emerged a ruler among the demons that could unite them, the tide of battle would be turned instantly.
The Azesion army worked to continuously sow the seeds of doubt for each king that governed an area of Dilhade, plotting to use the Great War to their advantage by having the demons fight each other. While the demons made light of the humans, it was the humans who would ultimately decide the outcome of the war—and they were steadily moving towards success.
Of course, there were demons who noticed their intentions as well. But they neither belonged to a faction, nor followed a master, nor possessed territory, nor had names. They were a group of demons led by Ceris Voldigoad, and they eventually vanished from history.
What did they believe in? For what did they swing their swords? Only those who had seen those nameless, phantomlike knights in person had the faintest memory of them.
“E-Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Number of assailants unknown! Enemies cannot be seen either! The barrier is under magical attack from every direction!”
At the southernmost end of the Midhaze territory was a poisonous swamp area.
The human soldier who detected the demon attacks sent Leaks to his fellow troops. They sharpened their Magic Eyes to the best of their abilities, but they couldn’t see the enemies at all.
“Those damned demons... Just how did they find this place?”
Squad 17 of the Azesion army, led by Hero Graham and supported by the gods, had set up a base in Dilhade. Their location should have been hidden from the demons, yet something invisible had suddenly attacked them out of the blue.
“There’s nothing to fear,” Hero Graham said. “They’re most likely using Lynel and Najira magic to conceal themselves. Even if they’re invisible, they won’t be able to do much while casting those spells; we have Linorolos’s divine protection on our side. If the demons want to break through our barriers, they will have to reveal themselves first. And I, Hero Graham, have the Divine Protection Sword in my hand. We will not be defeated!”
He stepped forwards while sending his comrades words of encouragement. Lorostalma, the Sword of Divine Protection, shone in his hand. It was a holy sword that had received the blessing of the Barrier God Linorolos. With the barrier magic of a hero, the Sword of Divine Protection, and the Barrier God Linorolos standing by Graham’s side, they would be safe. They could survive even if the world ended.
The light of Aske gathered around Hero Graham, solidifying their defenses further.
But just then came a voice, saying, “Veneziara.”
A lone demon appeared before Squad 17 of the Azesion army. He had purple hair, green eyes, and wore a long coat. His name was Ceris Voldigoad.
“The demon has revealed himself...”
“His magic wavelength does not match that of the king class demons.”
At those words, the soldiers clearly exhaled in relief.
From the intel they had gathered from their enemies, their forces were particularly wary of a number of demons, collectively referred to as “king class demons.” Ceris wasn’t among their numbers, so for all intents and purposes he should have been easy to deal with.
Ceris walked straight towards the barrier, quietly moving Gauddigemon, the Sword of a Thousand Bolts, in his right hand. He held it up and pointed it at the spherical magic circle before him.
There was more than one magic circle. The Veneziara he had cast formed nine spherical magic circles of possibility.
“Veneziara,” Ceris said again, stabbing the Sword of a Thousand Bolts into one of the circles.
At the same time, nine blades of possibility speared through nine spherical magic circles. Ear-shattering thunder roared, with purple lightning scattering across the entire swamp. The sky rumbled and the ground shook, erasing all life through the release of magic energy alone.
Purple lightning crackled across the ground and drew a giant magic circle surrounding the hero’s barrier. The barrier was strong enough to defend an entire nation from destruction. Ceris raised the real and potential Swords of a Thousand Bolts into the air, so that a total of ten swords released thin purple bolts of lightning up into the sky.
“Ravia Neold Galvarizen,” he said.
A giant bolt of purple lightning fell from the sky, and like a pillar, momentarily connected the earth and sky before transforming into an enormous sword.
The Sword of a Thousand Bolts swung down, making a great tearing sound that resounded through the air like the sky was being split apart, and with it, disaster struck. The sky above Dilhade turned purple, and a few seconds later, the entire swamp was blown away. The elites of the Azesion army and their barrier were completely annihilated, leaving only destruction behind.
The only survivor was Hero Graham. Lorostalma had crumbled into burnt and blackened pieces. He had barely managed to survive thanks to the combined forces of the Barrier God, the Sword of Divine Protection, and the power of Aske.
Ceris approached Graham, who was lying face down on the ground. A dozen or so demons wearing a similar coat to his appeared behind him.
Due to the Lynel and Najira that was cast on them, the magic particles surrounding them made their figures blurry.
“If you have that much power... Why...” Graham muttered.
Ceris stood before the hero without speaking. He pointed Gauddigemon at Graham.
“Why haven’t you joined those warring for dominance?” Graham asked.
All of the infamous demons claimed their own territories. As the leader of the squad tasked with gathering intelligence, Graham had investigated all the famous demons of the king class. But he had no information on the man in front of him.
“Who are you people?” Graham asked.
“The dead need no names,” Ceris replied quietly. He lifted the Sword of a Thousand Bolts. “But those on their way to hell can engrave this name in their memory: Isith of the Phantom Knights—”
“Halt.”
Jet-black flames rose from the ground. From within the flames emerged another flame in the shape of a person—a demon. His whole body was ablaze beneath the robe he wore. He was Bomiras Helos, the Sorcerer King of Midhaze.
“You are in Midhaze, a territory under my jurisdiction. Killing for fun will only cause trouble. Wouldn’t you agree?” he said.
Ceris stared at the Sorcerer King Bomiras silently.
“Now, there’s no need to get angry,” Bomiras continued, “I just have two or three questions for that human over there. You shouldn’t mind that much, no?”
In place of an answer, Ceris lowered his sword in agreement.
“Answer me, Hero Graham, or the spies you sneaked into my castle yesterday will lose their lives,” Bomiras said, speaking from his fiery mouth. “The number of spies in Midhaze Castle and the number of soldiers here don’t add up to the number of people who entered Dilhade. Where are the rest?”
He drew the magic circle for Zecht.
“If you answer me honestly, I will spare their lives. You see, I’m a pacifist at heart. All I want is your people out of Midhaze.”
What Bomiras said was recorded word for word in the Zecht. Graham’s comrades and holy sword were lost, and there were no reinforcements to be expected on enemy land. He had no other choice but to sign it.
“My comrades are near the Tseilon family settlement,” he said after signing it.
“I see, I see. The women of the Tseilon family love to behead humans and steal their faces, knowledge, and magic. It’s only natural to resent them.”
The Tseilon bloodline was a rare headless race of demons. The entire race was female, and their queen was the only one who gave birth.
“I am an understanding king. Your resentment for demons is most reasonable to me. I do not fault you for targeting the Tseilon family, hero,” the Sorcerer King said calmly. “This is a good opportunity. How about we discuss things, from demon to human? Come to my castle. Your comrades are there too. During your stay, I will guarantee the lives of the humans in the Tseilon settlement.”
Graham considered things for a while. But there was only one choice to save himself and his comrades.
“Very well,” he agreed.
At that moment, Ceris silently swung the Sword of a Thousand Bolts. Thunder roared and purple lightning flashed, but the Sorcerer King Bomiras caught the blade with his right hand of fire.
“I already said this place is under my jurisdiction, Isith....
| Erscheint lt. Verlag | 17.1.2025 |
|---|---|
| Reihe/Serie | The Misfit of Demon King Academy (Light Novel) |
| Illustrationen | Shizumayoshinori |
| Sprache | englisch |
| Themenwelt | Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy |
| Schlagworte | Demons • Heroes • Light Novel • Magic • OP protagonist • Reincarnation • school |
| ISBN-10 | 1-7183-8764-4 / 1718387644 |
| ISBN-13 | 978-1-7183-8764-5 / 9781718387645 |
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