Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The next day...

In front of the Alkran Iska Auditorium of the College of the Brave.

When I opened the door, I heard a talk from inside.

"... Oh, it looks like Jergacannon is off today. Well, Zesia always does."

"The guys at Demon King's College were doing terrible things to me. He couldn't get the poison out of Laos, so he was admitted to a magic hospital."

"Heine said it was worse. They have holy marks all over their bodies, so they don't have the effect of healing magic. They won't die because they use holy water, but maybe it would have been better if they died."

"Wasn't Ledriano safe?

"Yeah, but it's about the guy who went to see how it went, so thank you. He won't come out, keeping it stuck in his room."

"You're worried..."

"Right. I can't believe the Demons have all those monsters."

"Hey."

Students at the College of the Brave turn this one around simultaneously.

The students who were gathered to block my front rose slightly to the left and right to clear the way. No heart, or they all look threatened.

Through an empty path, I walked to my seat at Demon King's College.

"Did someone do too much?

Sasha says.

Misha slipped her little neck next door.

"Hmm. You say that?

Misha nods coddly.

He had the look on his face like Sasha had been poked where it hurt.

"... haha, you guys were amazing, weren't you? I didn't do anything, but when I realized I was finished with the counter-examination."

Jergacannon surrendered immediately after Eleonor left.

Probably told her to do so.

"But I'm glad you're not hurt."

Ray smiles and tells Mass.

She blushed and said yes.

"Speaking of which,"

Sit down and tell Ray.

"Looks like you used a unique sword."

"What do you think? I still feel like I can draw strength."

Going higher is this masculine thing.

"Do you remember anything?

"You mean in your last life? As always, I don't remember anything."

"Hmm. I even used the Holy Sword, so I thought you remembered."

Normally, the Holy Sword cannot be used against the Demon Nation. Most importantly, if there was any magic beyond the power of the Holy Sword, he could give in with force, as I did, but Ray made the Holy Sword acknowledge him as the owner in the right way during the adversarial exam.

Two thousand years ago, Sin Reglia, who made his name as the most powerful swordsman of the Demon Nation, and when he was about as powerful as Ray is now, whether it was possible. He said in a new era, he would start a new sword again. Because maybe that's what happened.

In any case, he's a horrible man.

"Is Mr. Ray's previous life an acquaintance of Master Anos?

"That's my first ear. So you can use the Devil's Sword like a fool. Are all demons like you two thousand years old?

Mass and Sasha are turning an intriguing gaze.

"Well, I don't know yet. So it doesn't matter."

"Right."

Sasha realizes she's unwilling to talk to us and looks disgusted.

"... what, man to man is where we make secrets..."

"Haha... well, if Master Anos doesn't want to say it, you can't help it..."

That's what I said, Mass, but he looks a little nervous.

Ray laughed at her like that.

"It won't change."

"Huh?"

"Whatever you remember, I'm me."

"Ah... well..."

Didn't I?

"… no… the…………… glad…"

Saying in a mosquito sounding voice, Mass leaned to shyness.

Sasha says in a sigh mix as she looks sideways at it.

"No more. So don't flirt too much in the classroom the other day,"

"Oh, no, nothing, that's why...! Oh, that? Oh, you didn't do that...?

It was a hurried mass, but Ray said with a smile as if he didn't move.

"If you envy me, why don't you do it, too? With my demon king."

"Become.....................................................................!!

After Sasha glanced at me for a glimpse, she glanced at Ray.

"Hey Ray, don't go out there! I'll talk to you for one second."

Sasha gets up.

"It's time to start class, though?

"No problem. Something that ends in a minute."

"Heh. It sounds like fun to do it with you, too."

That's what I said, and Ray stood up, too.

Ray is laughing coolly at Sasha, who gives her a good stare.

"Are you fighting?

A glimpse of a face between them, Misha says.

"It's nothing like fighting like this..."

"Just give it a try."

"Oh, yeah. Because of this, I mean self-study like hell, I've been through hell like self-study, and those mutton fish braves, they're too weak. It's boring if you can't take it any more seriously."

"If you're the opponent, you're going to be able to see the true power of a unique sword."

"Oh, that, I was wondering, what the hell is going on with that demon sword? You didn't use holy magic?

"Simply put, you can do it if you want to."

"Huh? Explain yourself a little more seriously."

Heh, Misha laughs.

They looked at her.

"Friendly"

Round your eyes like Sasha did properly.

"Sounds like one of your sisters won."

"... already"

They took their seats again, as if they had been drained of poison.

The bell just rings at the beginning of the class.

After a while, Menow came into the auditorium.

One teacher arrives shortly afterwards and goes up to the stage with Menow.

Misha turned her eyes round and stared at it.

"It was an incandescent counter-test yesterday. Students from the College of the Brave, the College of the Demon King and both schools will have found their own challenges. Let's continue to work hand in hand and incise each other. Now we start college interactions again today"

Diego Canon Ijaysica.

He was the one who was supposed to have destroyed the roots, and he was certainly there.

There will be no need for Misha to be surprised.

I made it look just like the outside, not the other guy.

It has exactly the same wavelength of magic, the same roots as Diego, which I did destroy with this hand.

The brave Kanon had seven roots. So even if you destroy those six, you can play them as long as you have one left.

But Diego has one root.

Or, even now that we've split into seven people, if there's even one root left, will we play it?

No, even if it is, I don't think his roots belong to Canon.

Even if he used the magic of seven roots other than canons, he couldn't stand the pain of destroying the roots over and over again.

Even if it comes back, it's hard to believe it can bring a decent spirit.

"Oh, yeah. I'll be in touch before I start class. Jergacanon, but they will all be absent today because of yesterday's counter-examination fatigue. We'll call you when we get back."

All of them?

"One, okay?

When I raised my hand, Diego glanced at me.

"What's up?

It certainly has the same roots. But what? Something is wrong.

You say it's the same root, but it's a reaction like someone else.

I didn't know they did all that yesterday and wouldn't show that bare gesture at all.

A play would be a big deal, but I don't think so.

"Yesterday's countertest, Eleonor seemed intact, but what's up?

When I asked Diego, he answered instantly.

"She's tired too. Looks like you used too much healing magic on Jergacannon. Not so serious, but you won't get it in your head when you go to class. Take care of yourself and rest."

Sure, stopping the Root Light Extinguishing Explosion (Gavel) is not a big deal.

But I promised to meet you after school today. I don't think it will rest due to fatigue.

"Okay, let's start the class. Today, on the holy magic appliance. I don't think you remember the Demon King's College."

Jeez, how come, at the College of the Brave, something more troublesome is happening than I imagined?