NOVEL NEXT chapter 23
23. Isn’t this pretty?
The demon lords gathered together and chatted about their club activities.
“… Ah.”
Then suddenly her Mar Mar exclaimed and at the same time she closed her mouth and looked at her.
“What’s wrong, Mar?”
“What’s up?”
“… Mar?”
In spite of the three demon kings’ questions, Marmar did not answer for a while. I was just staring blankly at the night sky through the window for a long time, as if thinking about something else.
Astaroth, Sitri, and Eldo. Everyone waited quietly. Because they already know When Marmar reacts like that, it’s only one. Enemy. No, collectibles.
“Anyway. Looks like they finally came.”
“Oh?! At las?!”
“There is no sense of being late.”
“… Lazy.”
These are the ones who kept their breath half intentionally and half forced. I could have found and killed them all, but I didn’t, I had to hurry to the academy and see Lethe, the tasks I had put off.
They came here. Thankfully, not just one or two, but many.
“How many? More than 100 people? Oh, please. Let it go over If that doesn’t work, it’s no fun!”
“Eolchu… Well, that would be enough.”
“Is that all? Mar. Don’t you think the numbers are a bit empty?”
“I find that strange too, but that’s the end of it, Sitry. No more.”
“Anyway, these bastards. It seems to be bothersome to divide power and move.”
Unlike Astaroth, who clapped his hands together and prayed for more numbers, Sitri grumbled that he was becoming a nuisance. And L. That it doesn’t matter what happened.
Finally, Marmar… It could be said that it was similar to Astaroth.
‘That’s nice. Even if it’s not, it’s a bit disappointing that I haven’t been able to collect collectibles lately.’
I want to hold that shiny thing in my hand for the first time in a while. Life in the academy was okay, but it’s not as exciting as that feeling.
I want to feel that powerful fluttering movement, that red color that takes away all eyes, and my hands full again!
Actually, that was the thing I was most worried about. After coming to the academy, what should I do with my lingering attachments to collectibles? If I tried to take it here, wouldn’t it be against Lethe’s will?
Hated by Lethe, she moves away from him. For Marmar, it was something I really hated to imagine.
It’s not just about saving lives. He was the man who allowed me to see that beautiful sight for myself. He was the one who showed him the true value of the most beautiful and most valuable collectibles.
He can’t be far from him. So I endured it. So he came all the way here.
However, some very unpleasant people came to the academy. What’s really fortunate is that even those annoying flying flies can provide you with some decent collectibles if you dig through them.
Compared to the previous Demon Lords, the quality will be considerably lower, but it’s a shame, but I can’t help it. Now is the time to be aware of this alone.
“I’ll sort out anything from the west.”
“Then I’ll do the rest! I! Hee hee hee! Oh yea!! It’s finally a head harvest!!”
“I will wait with L. If any of the students here get hurt, the master will be in trouble.”
“Lethe, are you embarrassed? No. Never.”
For a moment, blood drips from El’s orange eyes. Upon seeing this, Astaroth was stunned and said, “No! L! Absolutely no way! There won’t be! I promise!’
Afraid of her ‘true self’ appearing? No way. Astaroth only hates the loss of his share of the head. She has already lost more than half of her to Mar Mar, and if she loses more, she will only get a taste of it, and she will not be able to properly quench this desire.
Pair!―
Mar Mar reawakens her concentration with a single clap.
“Come on. Hurry up and move before it’s too late. We have to show you how we performed and how splendid we were when my brother came.”
The demon lords who parted like that. And Mar Mar, who met the demons at the place she was waiting for.
I’m at a loss for what to do with the precious collectibles that came to me on their own—
“… Uh?”
“Oh?”
I suddenly came face to face with a warrior with black hair who was just like me.
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Demon King! It is certainly. Those black hair and red eyes that are clearly in my memory. And all sorts of ominous energy emanating from the surroundings!
‘It’s a waste. I made a mistake.’
Even though he is a hero, Sellafi himself specializes in rear support and assistance. It’s not that he doesn’t have combat ability at all, but if you look at it calmly, it’s hard to say he’s excellent.
But there are countless demons and demon kings standing in front of him. In this situation, it is self-evident that even holding out until support arrives is difficult.
I should have turned around and brought Michaela, or at least Meta. I don’t want to die like this, but how many cigarettes I haven’t smoked and alcohol I haven’t had yet.
No matter how much I think about the possibility, there is nothing particularly drawn other than that the person himself will die.
What would happen if they left even now? If he turned his back quickly, he would have time to hold on for a few more minutes, so that someone would come to his aid.
‘… No, no.’
A cowardly idea. At least you shouldn’t do that yourself. If you were called by that name, a hero, you must remain that hero until the moment you die.
Sellafi shook his head and started condensing pure white aura into his hands.
Divine power. It is similar to mana, but it is a power that can only be used by those who have been granted the will of some gods.
Excellent in dealing with demons and those suffering from injuries. The biggest reason Cellafi can be as a warrior.
“Oh, hey?”
At this time, the black demon made a slightly embarrassed expression and spoke to himself.
Seeing that, Sellafi spat at her once, as if he hated her, and then launched her attack straight at her.
Shaaa!—
“Kuit!? That pure white light! It is divine power!”
“Blood, blood! Kwaaa!—”
In front of the demon king and the demons, pure white lights ignite all at once and turn into flashes.
For a while, after the things that colored the dark world with brilliant light gradually calmed down.
“Turn it off!―”
“Kieek!―”
Asmodians suffering from burns all over their bodies. At least they were better off. Some of them have completely grown into hideous features, and some have completely turned to black ashes.
This is the reason that even though Sella Phi did not belong to the religious order, she was called a ‘Saint’, and although her physical combat ability was poor, she could confidently stand as a warrior in the comprehensive armed forces.
Selafy smiled for a moment because my attack went well. But it took less than a minute for that smile to disappear.
‘Oops….’
When the light disappears and darkness comes again, I see the demon king looking so fine beyond it. Like other demons, there is no indication that he has suffered even a small burn, let alone suffered damage.
Did you just block it with your body, or did you offset the impact with magic? One thing is for sure, it’s not an easy opponent.
“Haaa….”
Her own turn is over. Now, it is the devil’s turn. What you need to do now is to prepare to withstand at least one attack no matter what type of attack comes.
That way, when support arrives, it will be a little easier to deal with the demon king–
“What are you doing?!”
Do… It’s… Wait for a sec. Why is the Demon King stomping his feet instead of attacking? What is that expression that fills the face and looks like it is very sad?
“It’s all mine! Everything has to be mine!”
“What are you talking about….”
Selapi stopped short of it and once again showed her vigilance and was wary of the demon lord. Didn’t she say it was mine? Perhaps she is venting her anger at herself for wiping out her men in one blow.
With that thought, she raised her head in her head, feelings of anger and disgust, perhaps inevitable as a hero.
“Disgusting. Where are you making fun of that filthy mouth?”
Anytime she flirts with Lethe, saying she’s a lifesaver in front of her own war hero. The subject of calling all the demons to the academy to strike the back now?
Yeah, that’s it. Demon kings come here first and offer false peace, blinding their eyes and ears. Shortly after, his subordinates sneak in and turn this place, which is inevitably vulnerable compared to the border, into a sea of fire.
Because it’s a place where the demons can freely engage in their favorite slaughter. Because there are more people who can’t do that than those who can resist, those who can fight!
“As expected, demons are….”
“You lost half of my precious collection!”
“I can’t believe… medical charge… wait, what now….”
Kuaaa!—
Kyaaak!―
Before the conversation between Cellapy and the demon king is over, the demons scream and rush at you. In response, Sellafi urgently wanted to use her divine power to intercept her bastards.
‘Huh?’
Until he realizes that their target is not himself, but the dark-haired demon lord who was facing him.
Why do demons attack their demon lord over themselves, a human and a hero? Why doesn’t that demon king pay any attention to those demons? And….
“If I burn it like you do, I won’t be able to take it out nicely.”
And, when? Did you mean that there was a black hole pierced in the chests of so many demons?
Fluffy!—
The demons who ran into the demon king collapsed on the spot almost at the same time. With eyes open, mouth open. As if they didn’t even know what kind of death had been handed down to them.
“This, what the heck….”
“Look at this.”
While Sella Phi was flustered and at a loss what to do, Mar Mar, the black demon lord, smiled brightly and showed her most precious collection in front of her.
“Did you take it out very nicely?”
Thumping—
What she held in her hand was a bright red heart that she didn’t even know she had taken out.