How To Survive at the Demon Academy

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The sound of a burning wheelchair wakes up a quiet classroom.

“At this level, it seems that the understanding of the level is over.”

Cedric slowly looked around and continued talking.

“Your grades are determined by today’s results. And that grade would make for a very interesting situation.”

I don’t know what it is, but I feel like it won’t be very fun for students.

The world of demonic world, and the space called Demonic, is a place where common sense I know doesn’t work.

‘It’s a grade… .’

There are some things that are roughly expected.

I also went to the academy in the past, and even there they divided the grades and gave me various benefits.

Higher grades give you better training, items, and more opportunities.

The lower grades were provided with relatively inferior ones.

To go higher and not to go down, students had to compete, and that always worked.

‘What is my grade… I don’t think it’s low.’

The status is also the status, but there were quite a lot of guys I defeated in a short time.

Since he had proved his strength, I wonder if it would not be a low grade no matter what criteria he evaluates.

Albion was also quite strong, so it was the same.

The problem was Jetty.

Rather than knocking down the opponent, he was only attacked one-sidedly, so it seems difficult to get a good evaluation.

Of course, even if he didn’t fall down, that was all, so it wouldn’t be hard to give him extra points.

just as expected.

“Will I be hard?”

Jetty lowered her head with a sullen expression.

Then Albion burst into a hearty laugh.

“Hahaha. Don’t worry. This opportunity isn’t the only one. You will surely become stronger too. I will help.”

It’s a comforting word, but it’s not wrong.

It’s only been one day since I entered Demonic.

There is still a lot to learn and a lot to learn.

There is too much time left to be frustrated with the results of the day.

‘Me too.’

Obviously my level right now is better than the other guys here.

However, there must be some seniors than me, and I can’t guarantee that there aren’t people in other classes who are as strong as me.

Above all, it is not just the same students that students have to deal with in this demonic.

It is the sparring with the professors that decides whether to move on to the next level or be expelled.

In the end, it’s a story that you have to beat the professors.

Cedric, the protagonist of the magical power that oppresses this space, is one of them.

‘exactly… strong.’

I haven’t dealt with everyone in this class now, but none of the students seemed to pose a threat to me.

But Cedric was different.

It’s not like he showed all his strength.

It was only to the point of shedding some of his magic power, but that alone was not enough to realize his power.

‘I can’t win yet.’

No, trying to win is greedy and reckless.

Professors are beings who have made some achievements and settled down in this world of demons.

Such people can’t be weak, and it can’t be easy.

Even if it is the lineage of the Great Demon King, it is still in an unfinished state.

I had to grind harder.

“Today’s class is over. From now on, it’s free time, so you can stay and continue fighting, or go back to your inn and practice privately, as you like.”

After speaking, Cedric quickly disappeared.

It seems that teleportation or similar magic was used.

When he disappeared, the magical power that dominated the space also disappeared, and the classroom became noisy again.

“Hmm… .”

“What will Kyler do?”

“for now… .”

I glanced around.

There are those who continue to fight again, and there are those who escape the classroom.

And there was Serenia, who gave me a sharp look.

‘Is that guy still less of a soul?’

However, after meeting my eyes, she hurriedly left with her subordinates.

“Tsk.”

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Under the current circumstances, there seemed to be no reason to remain in the classroom.

“I’m thinking of going back to my dorm for now.”

There were things I wanted to check and things I needed to find out, so it was better to go back to my inn.

Although Jetty was a little worried.

“I’m thinking of watching some demonics with Albion.”

“Uh ha ha. Good idea.”

If you act together with Albion, there won’t be any big problems.

At least it wasn’t a style that would get hit or get into fights.

“okay. Then see you later.”

“Good bye.”

After waving to them both, I headed for the inn.

* * *

＜Are you here?＞

Sebastian greets me back at the dorm.

The guy asked a question in his characteristic insipid tone.

＜How was the academy?＞

“It was a little crazy.”

＜Demonics are very different from when they were living in the castle. You have to adapt.＞

“Know.”

First of all, I decided to check the part that I hadn’t checked properly before.

“Oh, and I want to hear an accurate explanation about the Evil Force.”

I knew roughly what it was, but I didn’t know the details.

A good explainer next to me will be able to solve my curiosity.

＜Yes, let me explain.＞

After a while.

“Hmm… As expected, the concept is similar to the mana performance method.”

Evil Force.

If magic is manifested by borrowing power from the outside, it is said that Evil Force is a technique that allows you to contain the magic that spreads around you inside your body.

It was said that even a very weak magic could be acquired by putting it into one’s body to create an evil heart and completing the circle, from then on one could obtain the qualification to use the magic.

First of all, it had to have a great Evil Force.

Just as a swordsman needs a good sword to exert its power properly and a wizard needs a good artifact, the evil force was the most important factor for those who handle magic.

If you go wrong from the start, it’s hard to get it back no matter how hard you try.

In that respect, I can say that I was born with very good conditions.

“It’s because of the Diabloc Force.”

Diabloc Force.

The fact that he is the evil force of Diablo, one of the strongest in the demon realm, and that he is learning the evil force that is passed down only to his blood and flesh, was a story that started much earlier than others.

“It was level 5 now.”

It was a diablic force divided into a total of 10 levels of proficiency, and my current level is level 5.

It seemed to be considered medium.

But I don’t know if my situation is fast or slow.

It’s an area I didn’t know anything about in the first place.

Even if it turned into a skill, it was the same.

“What is the effect of Diablic Force?”

＜The basic ability is to strengthen the body and increase the power of demonic energy. As you level up, new abilities may be unlocked.＞

It seemed comfortable to think of it as a kind of passive skill.

＜It will be easier to understand if you check the evil heart inside the master’s body and the circle around it.＞

“Evil Hearts and Circles?”

Then, I felt something in my chest.

I closed my eyes and checked my body condition.

“… … .”

A small presence felt in the pit of the stomach.

‘Is this the Evil Heart?’

Five rings were spinning around the circular evil heart.

The number of circles seemed to symbolize proficiency.

It was level 5, so there were 5 of them, and as this increased, the proficiency increased.

“What is the method of training the Diabloc Force?”

＜It is meditation.＞

“Meditation?”

＜Concentrate and feel the demonic energy flowing around you. Then, the Evil Heart will naturally absorb the demonic energy and grow on its own.＞

I do not get what it means.

You must have done it.

“First… i get it.”

It’s the fastest way to do it yourself.

‘Can I do it like danjeon breathing?’

I inhaled slowly and exhaled again.

I repeated that dozens of times.

isn’t this

I don’t feel anything.

Nothing changed.

no it felt like that

However.

‘what?’

I started to feel something around me.

‘This… .’

Similar to magical power, but obviously some other aura.

It was Magi that filled the surroundings like oxygen flowing in the air.

And I could feel the demonic energy flowing around me and being sucked into me.

A very strange feeling.

Margie had a very ferocious and rough energy, but from my point of view, accepting it, it was so sweet and refreshing.

Magi permeated into the evil heart through the circle around the evil heart, and whenever it did, red and black light emitted and disappeared around my body repeatedly.

Trance.

I fell into Diablic Force, forgetting the situation around me.

and after a while

“Whoa… .”

Move your body around with a light sigh.

“This is the Evil Force.”

It was my first time experiencing it, so it was a very strange and strange feeling.

“Originally, it would be difficult to ascertain how effective it is.”

But I’m different.

Diablic Force, which had a status window and was converted into a skill, was conveying information to me in an easy-to-understand manner.

– The training level of Diablic Force has increased.

– Due to the effect of Diblic Force, stats have increased.

“You say your stats go up just by doing this?”

I hurriedly checked the status window.

◆ Name: Kyler Diablick

◆ Age: 18

◆ Stats: Strength (462) Agility (477) Magi (514) Endurance (469) Dignity (94)

◆ Skills: Diablic Force (S) LV 5, Magic Barrier (A)

“Was it real?”

It’s definitely a little more than the first time I checked, but my ability has gone up.

In general, the higher the ability level, the more time and effort is required to raise the ability level.

However, just taking a few breaths can increase your stats.

There is no scam like this.

Of course, there will be some limits, and it cannot be said that it always rises.

However, it is said that if you train diablic force consistently, your abilities will go up unconditionally.

“This is really… What a skill.”

It wasn’t just passed on to the direct descendant of the Great Demon King.

Performance is also performance, but if this spreads indiscriminately, there is a high possibility that the balance of power will be shaken.

But now, in this demonic, it’s a skill that only I have.

“It will be more fun in the future.”

The strong people I couldn’t reach in my previous life.

It might be possible to go beyond them and reach an incomparable level.

Of course, there will be many strong people who surpass them in this world of demons.

The immediate president, Veigar, and the professor, Cedric, seemed stronger than any other hunters I’ve met.

“But it won’t be like that in the future either.”

When I think about why I suddenly became possessed, I prioritize becoming stronger first.

It is right to set another goal after developing strength enough that no one will notice. It seemed better to find the answer after that.

This is because the world of demons seemed too harsh to beings without power.

“Well then… I guess I should continue training.”

You can raise your abilities through meditation, but there is no reason to rest.

I fell into the flow of Diablic Force again.

* * *

“what is the problem?”

I immersed myself in Diabloc Force for nearly two hours.

However, unlike before, there was no change at all.

The answer to that question came from the side.

＜It’s important to grow as a Diabloc Force, but it’s also important to polish your own body.＞

“A body?”

＜It is a story that a vessel must be prepared to fully contain the power of the Diabloc Force.＞

“It’s a bowl… .”

I roughly understand.

The story that I have risen as much as my ability to go up in my current state.

In the end, he was saying that there was a limit to sticking only to the Diablic Force.

‘Well, it was too easy.’

If you keep getting stronger just by breathing and meditating, it is right to eat too raw.

Even when they were hunters, hunters who relied only on skills were often weeded out and pushed out.

Those who competed for the top position always spared no effort in honing their skills, except for artifacts and skills.

‘Me too.’

I never skipped training or combat.

Rather, more than others.

‘Then is it a story that I need to train my body now?’

If this is Earth, you can hunt by looking for gates or dungeons.

But the world I am in right now is the Demon World.

There was no dungeon or gate, so I had to find another way.

“What should I do.”

The answer was surprisingly close.