How To Survive As A Demon King

Chapter 95

“Shall we go to the Sky Tower first?”

I wanted to go to the Academy and meet the kids, but the rewards and gifts were more enticing.

I’ve suffered this much, so I deserve a fair reward.

“I’ll go back to the academy and report first.”

As a knight, it’s only natural to report.

Something strange had happened, so it was only natural to report.

“Do I have to do that too?”

Seo Woojin asked.

“That’s what knights do.”

Knights aren’t just simple errand boys.

They have their own system, and Irene, who was sent from the Academy, had to follow it as well.

“Even a knight has a hard time. I can’t help it. I Just have to suffer a little more.”

“Be careful on your way back.”

Seo Woojin parted ways with Irene and headed towards the Sky Tower.

He could feel people’s gazes on him.

Although he wasn’t wearing the Academy uniform, the clothes Briani had given him were too high-class.

A long coat that fell to his ankles, a pure white shirt without a single speck of dust, and black pants that stretched straight down.

And the ‘Rune Dea’ sword dangling around his waist.

It was a unique outfit that couldn’t be easily found even in the imperial capital.

Seo Woojin felt uncomfortable under their gazes and slightly lowered his head.

He wanted to take off the clothes, but he couldn’t.

‘Didn’t they say this outfit had magic spells like magic defense and physical shock reduction?’

The magic cast on this outfit was no joke.

It was incomparable to the automatic temperature control magic on the rags he wore at the Massive Guardian.

So, he couldn’t take it off.

‘To think they’d give me something like this so casually.’

He was reminded of the Grand Duke’s position once again.

Seo Woojin tried to ignore people’s gazes and walked on.

And soon, he arrived at the still majestic Sky Tower.

‘Will that kid come out today?’

He thought of the kid who introduced himself as a mage and knocked on the door of the Sky Tower.

The door opened softly with a creak.

But it wasn’t the kid who greeted him; it was someone else.

“I’ve been waiting.”

Barsik.

He, who was sitting on top of the mage, personally greeted Seo Woojin.

“Ah, nice to meet you?”

Seo Woojin bowed his head slightly.

The dignity emanating from Barsik made him feel like shrinking away.

“Come in. The Tower Master is waiting.”

“Yes.”

Seo Woojin followed Barsik into the Sky Tower.

Unlike before, Barsik led him to Martes’ room on the top floor, passing through the magic circle.

Ding-dong-

As he knocked, the door opened by itself.

A space that seemed to defy the universe appeared.

“Finally, you’ve arrived.”

Martes, who was drinking tea, greeted Seo Woojin.

“Hello.”

Unlike Briani, Martes exuded a noble and refined atmosphere.

“Come and sit down.”

Martes smiled and led Seo Woojin inside.

Feeling as if he was walking on air, Seo Woojin sat down on the chair offered to him.

The soft, plush feeling of the chair made him feel good.

“I’m glad you’re looking well. I was worried about you.”

“Thanks to you, I was able to recover quickly.”

If Martes hadn’t told him the method, he might still be lying in bed.

“It’s fortunate.”

Martes shook her head, but her expression was bright and cheerful.

“Let’s start with the promise I made to you.”

She said, gesturing to Barsik.

“It’s here.”

He handed Martes a leather pouch.

“Take it. It’s Summoning Stones.”

Seo Woojin’s eyes lit up as he received the pouch.

‘Huh?’

But something felt off.

He was supposed to get ten, but the weight of the pouch felt heavier than that.

He discreetly opened the pouch to check inside.

‘One, two, three… fifteen?’

The ‘Summoning Stone’ wasn’t ten; it was fifteen.

He was taken aback by the unexpected situation.

“Didn’t I say I’d give you a gift?”

Seo Woojin’s reaction seemed to amuse Martes, and her smile deepened.

“Ah, thank you.”

Even if he gave one to each of the kids, he’d still have eight left over.

That many would be enough to catch up to Baek Si-woo’s level.

“I’m satisfied that you like it. However, there is still a long way to go.”

Martes said, pulling out something else from thin air.

“A ring?”

It was a ring made of an unknown blue metal.

“This is a reward for saving my friend.”

Seo Woojin unconsciously held out his hand.

Thud-

As his finger touched the ring, it shone brightly and settled onto his left index finger.

It fit perfectly, as if it were custom-made.

“This is ‘Aegis’.”

He stared blankly, wondering what it was.

Then, an explanation came from behind.

“Once a day, you can summon a shield that blocks all attacks.”

It was Barsik.

“…All attacks?”

Seo Woojin’s question was met with a nod from Martes.

“Although it may not be able to block the Demon King’s attacks, it can easily block the breath of an Ancient Dragon.”

So, it could even block the breath of a high-ranking dragon?

Seo Woojin’s eyes widened in amazement.

Although there was a restriction of once a day, this item boasted an insane performance that was hard to believe.

It was on a completely different level from the magic cast on his clothes.

“Can I really receive something like this?”

This ring would be treated as a national treasure in the Empire.

Only someone like the Emperor would be able to use it.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m giving it to you so you don’t get hurt again.”

Martes’ eyes twinkled mischievously.

“Thank you.”

He expressed his gratitude once again, filled with sincerity.

“It’s a gift for saving my friend, so don’t think of it as a burden.”

It was clear that the owner of the Sky Tower was different from others.

“I’ll use it well.”

At the very least, this item would save his life a few times.

If Martes wanted to, she could have raised the prize.

“I want to relax more, but unfortunately, I have work to do.”

“Ah, I understand.”

Seo Woojin stood up from his seat.

“Come back again soon. We’ll talk about the things we didn’t get to discuss.”

“I will.”

Seo Woojin bowed his head slightly and left the room.

Barsik followed him out and escorted him to the first floor.

“Ah, and Sir Barsik.”

Seo Woojin, who was about to leave the Sky Tower, stopped as if he had thought of something.

“Tell me.”

“That… I found more similar patterns, can I ask for your interpretation?”

Barsik’s eyebrows twitched.

“Found more?”

Seo Woojin felt a sharp gaze piercing through him and nodded.

Then, Barsik continued.

“Where did you find them?”

It was a question that could be asked with ease.

But Seo Woojin had no intention of answering.

“That’s… something Grand Duke ordered me to keep secret.”

He had used Briani’s name as an excuse.

Even if it was Barsik, he wouldn’t dare to pry into her business carelessly.

And that was correct.

“I’ll come visit you soon.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Seo Woojin smiled and left the Sky Tower.

If this pattern was interpreted, he would be able to learn more about the ‘Chronicles of the Demon King of Another World’.

He felt a sense of anticipation.

Seo Woojin stroked the ‘Summoning Stone’ in his pocket and the ring on his finger, feeling good as he headed towards the Academy.

It had been an extremely difficult outing, but he had gained a lot, so his footsteps were light.

* * *

Chaos!

A black-armored knight’s body was torn apart.

Red blood splattered into the air, but not a single scream was heard.

No, instead, they even tried to reach out and disrupt the enemy’s movement at that moment.

“Those annoying guys.”

Gerald’s brow furrowed.

How many was it now?

How many lives had been lost at his hands?

Even though it was already over 50, they still relentlessly pursued him.

‘It’s troublesome.’

His body was not in a normal state.

He had overexerted himself while fighting against the Grand Duke and the hero, and especially the last hero’s sword had broken his physical body.

Although he had managed to hold on with his powerful magi, if he continued to push himself, he would soon collapse.

“Those annoying guys.”

The black knights were each a threat.

He couldn’t understand how they had managed to pierce through his magic and injure him.

“Crusiel, perhaps?”

If there were people who could inflict such damage, it would have to be those rats.

He had been careful to keep his tracks hidden, but it seemed he had finally been caught.

Udok-

He broke another neck.

He tossed the lifeless body to the side.

“Hoo-”

His breathing was rough.

He couldn’t believe he was in such a predicament.

He let out a dry laugh.

There were a few more of them caught in his senses.

Gerald decided to abandon his plan to kill them and instead chose to flee.

As he took a step back, the space folded, and a new landscape unfolded.

He had moved at least a few kilometers.

At this rate, they wouldn’t be able to follow him immediately…

Gerald stopped thinking and raised his hand.

A sword flew towards him.

Kwagagak-!

“Hmm…”

Surprisingly, the sword had pierced through his magic and into his arm.

The swordsmanship was different from what he had faced so far.

“A familiar sword.”

He looked down at the sword stuck in his arm.

It looked simple, but the power contained within was not to be underestimated.

Kkikikik-

The sword moved on its own, slipping out of his arm and flying to the side.

“Sword aura.”

Gerald fell silent.

“You’re lucky.”

The swordmaster Dariel grasped his sword and smiled.

“I never thought I’d be the one to catch you.”

Crusiel’s special mobile unit had spread out widely along Gerald’s movement path.

No matter where he teleported, he would be caught.

Dariel was in charge of one of the units.

And luckily, Gerald, who was in a mess, appeared right in front of him.

“It seems your god has abandoned you.”

Dariel mocked Gerald.

“You’re not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath.”

Those words enraged him.

“This is the second time you were again beaten by that kid. That means you’re not good enough.”

Dariel didn’t stop his taunts.

‘This place will be my grave, it seems.’

He had come to break the Empire’s wings, but now his own life was at stake.

Death wasn’t scary, but the fact that he wouldn’t be able to see “that person” again was unbearable.

Hwaruruk-

Gerald’s magic flared up, enveloping his entire body.

He had used up the last of his energy, so his strength was unstable.

“You’ve weakened, Gerald.”

But Dariel shook his head.

He had noticed that Gerald’s power was only half of his own.

“Do you think you can block my sword with just that?”

Dariel asked.

But Gerald didn’t respond.

He just gritted his teeth and focused his magi.

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it, our rivalry?”

How many times had they clashed?

But the difference between them wasn’t great, so they couldn’t determine a winner.

Dariel showed a regretful expression, but he was eager to kill the Empire’s enemy.

“Come on.”

Gerald clenched his fist and took a stance.

At the same time, Dariel launched himself at Gerald.

And…

Ugh-

Gerald’s body turned to dust.

* * *

“……Huh?”

Seo Woojin’s eyes widened as he was suddenly blinded by a burst of light.

“What, what’s going on all of a sudden?”

On his way back to the Academy, Seo Woojin had leveled up.