Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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Disciple

"Wait, you want me to do... what?" Noma asked with a confused expression, looking at the man standing in front of him. Eiro let out a sigh and rubbed his temples so hard that he nearly rubbed Bavet away from his skin, "Just gather a bit of your flesh magic over your palm. Don't actually use the magic, just gather it. You're a student in the magic course, that shouldn't be so hard for you, right?"

"That's... an advanced technique, though..." Noma pointed out, and Eiro raised his brow with an awry expression, "How is it an advanced technique? You do what you normally would do when trying to cast a spell anyway, and then leave the formation step out of it."

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