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The Misfit Of Demon King Academy

Misfit of the demon king academy- There was a man who was feared as the demon king, who destroyed humans, spirits, and even gods. The demon king, Anos Voldigoad, who knew nothing of the impossible, became bored with the desolate world and used reincarnation magic. 2,000 years later. What awaited him when he woke up was the Demon King Academy Delsgade, where demon kings are raised. What Anos saw were his descendants who had grown accustomed to peace and had become too weak, with magic formulas that were surprisingly low-level. On top of that, he, who is the true founding Demon King, is somehow branded as a misfit...!? [Author: This is not my original story and the original story belongs to shuu. I am simply editing the story and providing it on this platform. Please show respect and support.]

OverlordOfDeath · Fantasy
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335 Chs

CH-67 : Educational Exchange

 Chapter 67.1

 

 

 

We enter our classroom and take our seats.

"Oh yeah Ray about that thing you mentioned before."

"Nn?"

Leaning back in his chair Ray looks over at me.

"Have you got time after school?"

"You going somewhere?"

"Somewhere secret. I'll give you a demon sword."

"Ooh. I look forward to it."

Quiet voices come from the classroom.

It's my fan union.

"Hey, hey, did you hear that?"

"What?"

"After school Arnos-sama is going to give Ray-kun his demon sword…!"

"In other words…!?"

"Arnos-sama's sword has become a demon swooord!!"

"A demon sword, kyaaa!"

"Should I report it to honoured mother…?"

"She might be shocked though…"

"You're right…but."

Fumu. Apparently, there seems to be another misunderstanding. I can't let this be reported to my mother or even more misunderstandings will arise.

"Elen, Jessica."

When I call their names they turn to look at me in surprise.

"Ye…yes Arnos-sama!"

"What is it!?"

I'll gently persuade them.

"It's a secret from my mother."

"…Un…understood."

"I'll protect it with my life!"

That should do it. It takes time to resolve misunderstandings but at least they shouldn't talk about it now. If you don't know something you can't misunderstand it.

"What should we do? We've been sworn to secrecy…"

"So it's true after all…"

Sasha sends an amazed look my way.

"What?"

"Nothing. I just wonder if this will work out like you hope."

I laughed at Sasha's words.

"This much is no big deal."

"I don't think you've got the margin you think you do. I'm pretty sure this situation will be irreparable soon."

"Are you worried?"

"…I'm not worried particularly…" Sasha murmurs.

The bell to begin lessons rings out but no one comes.

"Strange." Misha mutters from her seat next to me. "Emilia-sensei is always on time."

Sasha speaks up as she notices something.

"Nee. Didn't Emilia-sensei attack your mother on the day of the tournament?"

"Aah."

"…What's wrong?" Sasha asks me as I start laughing.

"What do you think happened to her?"

Sasha pulled back a little at my words.

"Stop it. Don't laugh like a demon king…"

I only laughed normally though and I am the demon king so of course my laugh is a demon king laugh.

"Okay, everyone back in your seats."

A woman with long ears enters the classroom.

She's wearing the same black academic robes that Emilia wore so she's obviously a teacher here.

"Right, it's nice to meet you all. I'm Menou Historia and I'm in charge of the 3rd year class 1. Though it's only temporary I'll also be in charge of this class."

The classroom becomes noisy.

One of the female students raises her hand and asks.

"Sensei, what happened to Emilia-sensei?"