Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The arena was quiet.

Someday, somewhere, I've seen sights similar to this.

The students had the look on their face just saying so.

Even if no, what comes to mind must be a tyrant demon king called a nonconformist.

"... that's a lot to do..."

Sasha said in a natural tone, but with the amount of voice she could hear around her.

"Well, I wonder if it's just a genius boy."

plenty of room. She smiles.

"But not yet."

Sasha gracefully lifts her twin-tailed hair.

Anosh was a genius, but not as much as the demon king of tyranny, seeping into the atmosphere to the point that this was still the case.

"... well. It looked amazing without my current hammer, but from Sasha, I haven't..."

"Oh. I thought you were like Anos, but you can't be just like a tyrant demon king..."

"I knew I had to be able to peer deeper into the abyss"

The students will have to agree if the girl, called the Witch of Destruction and who has seen the Demon King of Atrocities up close in the Anos squad, speaks that way.

No matter how awesome it looks, you must think we haven't had a peek through the abyss yet. Originally, they couldn't even measure my power properly.

As improvised as I can think of, Sasha's fallacy, quite how, would work.

"No, no, isn't it great? That's right, genius boy, Anosh Porticolo. It's like a sword and magical skill reminiscent of a tyrannical demon king."

Yale Domed smashes without reading the air at all.

This guy, Sasha skipped a sharp gaze with eyes like that.

"Is that...? I knew Anoshkun was pretty amazing when Dr. Yale Domade said that..."

"Looks like it."

Sasha smiled gracefully as the students muttered about it.

"Oh, Dr. Yale Domade is a good compliment."

I said it so slowly, probably because I'm thinking about how I'm going to fix this place in my mind.

"But at first glance it may have looked perfect, but I'm still a kid."

Then, the students' gaze focused on Sasha.

"I'm sure there's a specific reason why Sasha said that, right?

"I'm not the one to utter the word without any basis, and what couldn't?

"Quiet. Sasha will explain now."

"I have to make sure I don't miss hearing it"

Sasha's expression is slightly stronger.

She turned her gaze at me just as she peered into the abyss, then opened her mouth.

"Hey, Misha. Don't you agree?

It was a round throw at my sister.

Misha blinked with her pussy.

"The composition of the magic ceremony is sweet. If the activation of < resuscitation (ingal) > had been delayed for a few moments, Ramon might not have come back to life"

I used resuscitation for exactly three seconds, but Misha pointed it out to me because of my immaturity.

That's a pretty good hand.

"And I wonder if the arms of the sword are sweeter. There's too much power in the technology, but that's too bad for Ramon. I almost fell flashy."

It was just a force, but Ray makes it up like that.

That's just how dare you lie.

"That's right, you're a practicing demon sword saint. Different eye contact. I also thought there was something wrong with the flow of magic that Anosh did, but I see, was it worse than Ramon thought? I didn't realize that much..."

"Simply put, Ramon fell into the wall himself and died?

"How pig rushing..."

That's what the students said, Eleonor said.

"Look, how much Anosh, you're so cute, you can't go in there with that momentum, can you?

Dull, and the classmates' laughter leaks.

Ramon had a humiliating look but couldn't move off the spot.

He's stuck in the wall, so his hands and feet are completely restrained.

"That was a pretty good fight."

I'll send magic and pull Ramon out of the wall.

When he was finally released, he asked me.

"... you... weren't good at swords?

"Hmm. As you can see. I don't know what would have happened if Ramon hadn't handled it."

For a moment, Ramon gets it right.

"Because I'm a transfer student, were you going to let me have flowers?

"... ah, oh. Well, you know what I mean. If I had been serious, the result might have been the opposite... haha"

Hmm. He just died, but it's something that can grow to that point.

That's three things to make.

"You got any after-school time?

And Ramon asks me.

"I'm free."

"Okay, hang out for a second. I'll follow you somewhere interesting."

Apparently, you've decided it's worth it.

Now, where are you going to follow me?

"That's exciting"

"Hey, I forgot something in the classroom, so don't get it."

That's what I left behind, and Ramon walked out of the arena.

Thanks to the driving of Sasha and the others, there is no longer any interest in this one, and all the students are back in the meeting archery.

Each of my squad was meeting with a sword.

Sasha and Misha, Eleonor and Zesia, and Ray and Mass each perform auditions.

"I'm going. Yikes!

Sasha strikes down the sword as she pleases.

"... mmm..."

Misha beat it off.

Though cut together with each other's serious expressions, the two swords lack power.

Misha and Sasha's swordsmanship is harder to level than magic.

I still can't seem to handle the Devil's Sword.

"Ha!

"Ya"

They swung their swords at the same time and struck them down.

but those two swords were inhibited by a single wand plugged in between.

"That's it."

Stop the two swords, says Yale Domed, the dying king.

"You're a bad swordsman for that demon king."

Sasha mocked the King of Death, but she had no objection, because it was true.

"Regardless of the poor swordsmanship, shouldn't we at least be able to handle about the Devil's Sword?

Alemade drew a magic formation from which he pulled out two demon swords.

Stick them in front of Misha and Sasha.

Come on, pull it out.

Sasha looks at the Devil's Sword in front of her with an unfloating look.

"I've tried many times, but the Devil's Sword isn't compatible after all"

As I agree, Kokoku and Misha are nodding.

"Then today may be a fruitful day for effort. Come on, pull it out."

Misha and Sasha hold the Devil's Sword pattern.

But with strength and magic, the Devil's Sword doesn't seem to move slightly.

"... ha... ha..."

Step by step Sasha was running out of breath.

"... you see... I knew you couldn't..."

"Kakaka, that's not so bad. Almost there."

"... is that right? I have no sign of listening to you at all...?

Dan, and Yale Domed cane.

"What's missing from Omae is consideration for the Devil's Sword. The Devil's Sword is not a tool. Try to be more equal."

Immediately, the King of Death pointed his staff at Misha.

"Mr. Misha, Omae is the other way around. Try being more arrogant. Let them hear you. I command you. I am also proud of the Devil's Sword. I do not choose the Lord only the kind devil tribe."

If Sasha and Misha try as that advice suggests, he will happily lift his lips.

"Yeah, yeah, that's how it goes. Isn't that wonderful? The other thing I don't have enough for you guys is confidence. I think the Devil's Sword will fall out, so it will fall out. Then strike your certainty into its roots and send your magic. There is no way out. The bearers of magic like the Omaes have this degree of demonic sword!

Yale Domed says to inspire them both.

"I am proud to say that I am next to the Demon King when it comes to this dying king, the Demon Eye who discerns power. Come on, we'll be out in three seconds. Scratch. Three, two, one."

At that moment, Sasha and Misha pulled out the Devil's Sword as if the gear had engaged.

"... Ah... I'm out..."

"... surprised..."

Kakkaka, and Yale Domed laughed.

"What can I be surprised at? The Omaes are subordinates that those demon kings have admitted. No matter how bad you are at manipulating the Devil's Sword, there is no reason why you can't. That's all there was to it."

Throw that away, Yale Domed flies his gaze around.

"Omae there! You're a pretty good chubby. But then the power is fleeing. Then can't you scratch the demon king one scratch... ugh, ghoul...!

Although the contract made it difficult to breathe, Yale Domed coached the students around with pleasure.

Also elsewhere, a group of men and women were meeting amicably.

"... Huh...!!

"... ah..."

Twirling, the sword danced through the universe and fell to the floor of the arena.

Ray played Mass's sword.

"Haha... sorry... I didn't get to deal with you..."

Mass picks up the sword for you.

Already with this, I had been sword-slapped ten times.

"I've been thinking,"

Ray grates his sword and stops by Mass.

"Are you serious?

"... Huh?

Refreshingly Ray laughs.

"If you are now, can you be the true body?

"... ahaha... right..."

"The rumors and legacies of the Spirit Mass are the reincarnation of Avos Dilhevia. It may not be as strong as it was then, but it shouldn't be as strong as meeting with me."

"It may be so"

Mass leans down in such a way that he doesn't feel comfortable.

"... but hey, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?

"Well, I am now at the beginning of the tentative period, so I am what I was before. I feel like my personality changes a little when I'm true."

Mass said so, smiling bitterly.

"I think it's going to be close to that Avos Dilhevia."

"Will consciousness take over?

"... Ah, no. That's not true. We're one, and I feel like I'm really me now. But the..."

Mass said in such a way as to fear.

"Geez, Ray, you might hate me..."

"It's gonna be okay."

On Mass hands with swords, Ray lays his own hands on top of each other.

"Ah..............."

"I can't change my feelings because of the way I look and the way I speak. As long as you are you, I love you."

Mass blushed his cheek and stared at Ray.

"Mass. Let me see who you really are."

Shy, Mass nods.

"Sounds like you have a lot of room, Ray Grandsdry"

As it is, Ray turns around.

At some point, Singh stood directly behind him.

With cold eyes that are cold to the bottom.

It was the killing of a hundred warrior-sharpening brave men who had wandered through numerous battlefields.

Singh doesn't break his expression and tells Ray.

"Apparently, I see them as lacking, so I will serve you"

I got my hands on the magic formation I drew, and Singh pulled out the looting sword Giglionojes.

"As I said earlier..."

Sin's eyes glow cold.

"Shall I let you die? About three times."

It was increasing in frequency.