The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)

Laos received a direct hit from the black lightning blowing him clean across the plaza and slamming him into a building before finally stopping.

Laos was now burnt black and slumped on the floor. Objectively, it seemed difficult for him to continue the fight but the next moment he was enveloped in the dazzling light of recovery magic.

“Fumu. I thought those four were maintaining <De Igeria> but it seems I was wrong.” (Arnos)

<De Igeria> chips away at a mazoku’s power while enhancing a humans power. Recovery magic is also one of its effects. As long as they don’t outright die and stay inside the barrier their wounds will be healed instantly as many times as needed.

In order to maintain the barrier, magic power must be constantly supplied to it. If those 4 were maintaining it then <Jirasudo> would have finished them and broken the barrier.

“Other students maintaining the barrier?” (Misha)

“Looks like it.” (Arnos)

“I’ll look.” (Misha)

Misha completed the demon king castle in the city plaza.

Countless ice crystals were growing on the ground and spread throughout the entire city. Ice trees, flowers and buildings had sprung up throughout the entire castle town.

Misha puts a fingertip on the demon king castle and focuses on her demon eyes.

The castle, as well as the ice town she had made, were in a sense a barrier of their own. As such, Misha’s magic had permeated the entire area.

With this, she’ll be able to find the caster so we can neutralise them.

“Can’t find them.” (Misha)

They must be very good to escape Misha’s demon eyes.

“But I understand.” She says in her indifferent tone of voice. “Only one of the Jergakanon students can hide from me.”

Fumu. As expected of Misha. She probably has the name and face of every Jergakanon student firmly stored away in her head. In other words, the one student she can’t find is the caster of the barrier.

“Who?” (Arnos)

“Eleonor.” (Misha)

I see. Well, no surprise really after I looked at her origin.

“Leave it to me.” (Misha)

“It will be a tough fight.” (Arnos)

Her rank is below Ledoriano’s but her ability is not necessarily below his.

Look at me. I’m branded inept after all.

“Do my best.” (Misha)

Misha raises her left hand with the ring on and injects magic in the ice town.

The barrier being projected by the demon king castle is now competing with <De Igeria>.

It’s quite a sight to see actually.

“…..Tch…….. what a monster. I might have died without <De Igeria>.” (Laos)

The formerly blackened Laos stood up like nothing had happened.

“……..Don’t get angry. It’s a bit unfair that the barrier isn’t working despite them being mazoku though.” (Heine)

Similarly, Heine stood up from the position he’d been blown away to.

“….It doesn’t matter how strong he is or how many times we’re knocked down we just keep going until he runs out of steam.” (Laos)

“I’m sorry for you……”

A girl descends from the sky and stands in front of Laos.

Now that Misha has completed the demon king castle the effects of <De Igiera> are almost completely offset.

“But Arnos doesn’t need to bother with small fry like you.”

Sasha grabs the hem of her dress and curtsies elegantly.

“The eldest daughter of the Necron family, directly descended from the old seven demon emperor Aivis Necron, Sasha Necron the witch of ruin at your service. Remember it, for its the name of the one who’ll drive you to the edge of despair.” (Sasha)

Laos enters his battle stance and holds a fist up.

“Haa! Bring it on! Oi Heine, one of the chaos generation has appeared. I’m going to play with her a bit so go and meet up with Ledoriano first.” (Laos)

Laos talks to Heine via <Liikus>, however, their thoughts spill out.

“That’s fine but make it quick otherwise I’m going to beat that guy by myself.” (Heine)

“Isn’t that impossible?”

Hein’s eyes sharpen because until just a moment ago there was no one in front of him.

There was no evidence of any magic being used but a white-haired mazoku was suddenly there as if by teleportation.

“You cannot beat him. Not by yourself and not with others. I’m not sure there is anyone who can beat him.”

With his refreshing smile, Ray stands there with the unique sword Sigshesta.

“Ohh. It’s a black-suited onii-san with a seven-pointed star badge.” (Heine)

Heine’s lips curl up cheerfully.

“I know you. One of the chaos generation, the demonic sword saint Ray Grandori right? It’s said your swordsmanship is your pride.” (Heine)

“I’m okay but I’m better than you.” (Ray)

Heines smile freezes in offence.

“If that’s the case.” (Heine)

Heine leaps into motion with his holy sword Zeele gathering magic in its dark green blade.

“Block everything from this Zeele!!” (Heine)

Heine swings his holy sword down and at that moment it seemed like Ray’s hand glittered and a flash of light appeared.

“…………Eh……..?” (Heine)

While still holding Zeele, Heines right arm was severed and was now flying through the air.

Heine couldn’t even grasp the moment his arm was cut.

“With that skill level, your sword is crying. It’s such a good sword as well.” (Ray)

“…….Youuu……… You’re only a subordinate but you’re pissing me off……!! (Heine)

Heine’s arm immediately regenerated due to <De Igeria> and he drew a triple gated magic formation at his feet.

“I know your weak point demonic sword saint. You’re no good at magic. Your class would be demon swordsman <Cavalier> wouldn’t it? Your physical ability is improved so you can probably move faster than me but you can’t use any magic you aren’t familiar with.” (Heine)

“That’s right.” (Ray)

Ray flashes his refreshing smile.

“Why are you laughing? You really are pissing me off. Are you stupid? Don’t you understand? You have no way of preventing our magic barriers!!” (Heine)

Holy water springs out from Heine’s feet and he absorbs its power.

“Earthquake Barrier <Agoras>!!” (Heine)

The ground starts shaking unnaturally in a 30-meter radius around Heine.

It’s a barrier that resembles an earthquake but its not. It robs mazoku of movement by binding their feet and takes away their power.

“Hey, you can’t move can you onii-san? Now it doesn’t matter how good your sword arm is.” (Heine)

In the midst of the seemingly bad earthquake, Heine leisurely walks over to Zeele and picks it up.

“I’ll show you another good thing.” (Heine)

Heine raises his left hand and holy light gathers there before becoming another sword.

“Come my other holy sword. Holy earth greatsword Zereo.”

Heine holds Zeele in his right hand and Zereo in his left.

“Let me teach you something. If any wound that’s made by Zereo is also cut by Zeele then that wound becomes a stigmata and recovery magic won’t work anymore. Everyone who’s wounded like that cries for help. Kyahahahaha” (Heine)

Heine’s face distorts in laughter.

“But no matter how much you beg I can’t help you because I can’t cure stigmata’s.” (Heine)

Heine casually approaches Ray with his twin swords.

“Hey listen. I can use these holy swords the best which is good because otherwise onii-san might have a hard time right?” (Heine)

Heine stared at Ray while making fun of him.

“It was Heine-kun right?” (Ray)

“Yes, what of it?” (Heine)