Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Prologue-Nameless Ghost-

That was before the ruler of the Demon Nation was born.

Dilhayd was a time of hordes and majesty when the Four Evil Royals and the Magic King of Midhayz, and the mighty demons, hissed.

While the demons contended with each other that I was the one who deserved to rule the country, some showed strength and carried out the Azesion invasion in order to expand their territory.

In and out of the country, constant wars are unleashed and the ununited demonic clan is forced to deal with the invasion of the united man, the divine clan and the spirits who lend their strength to it on their own.

What humans and spirits feared was that the devil tribe would come together in one.

Because they continue to contend with each other, the power of Azesion and Dilhade barely maintains equilibrium.

If a ruler appeared that would bring the Demons together, the war would be turned upside down at once.

With his cunning before him, the Azesion army continued to sprinkle the seeds of suspicion on the kings who governed all over Dilheid. That's how he was planning to advance the battle in his favor, fighting and exhausting the demons against each other.

It is the thought of deciding victory or defeat while the demons insult the race that is not enough to take humans and others.

Regardless, some of the demons were aware of it.

They do not belong to any faction of the demonic tribe.

You don't have a master, you don't have territory, you don't even reveal your name.

The Knights of that Demon Nation, led by Celis Voldigord, disappeared only when, without naming themselves in history.

What were they thinking and waving their swords for?

Only those who saw the Knights firsthand, without their name, only retain a slight memory.

"Eh, enemy attack! Enemy attack! The numbers are unknown! I can't even confirm his appearance! But the junction has been subjected to magic shelling by someone!

It is the southernmost part of Midhaze territory, a wetland with poisonous biogas.

A human soldier who senses an attack by the Demon Nation flies a < Thought Communication (Leaks) > to an ally unit.

They maximize the power of the demonic eye, but the enemy shadow is as if invisible.

"All of you demons...... What the hell... why, I know this place...?

Unit XVII of the Azesion Army, led by the brave Graham, had the Divine Nation on its side and was based on the spot.

He should have lurked unpretentious in his place by the demons, but on the contrary he became the feather of an enemy raid that concealed him.

"I have nothing to fear. Maybe this is the magic of Phantom Hypothesis and Nazilla. Even if he disappears, the power of magic is known in that state."

Brave Graham said.

"We have the protection of the holy god Lenore Ross. The only way to break through this is for the Demons to show up. And as long as this brave man Graham's hand has a Kamikaze (Shinkan), there's no way he can defeat us."

Flying to an ally who was floating, Graham stepped forward.

Glowing in its hands is the Kamikaze Rolost Alma.

It is a holy sword, blessed by the conjunctive god Lenorolous.

With the kingdom of the warrior who pays the devil, and his patron sword, and the guardian of the kingdom god Lenorolos standing beside Graham, even if the world perishes, only they will survive safely.

The light of gathered in Graham the brave, and their guardian became a stone.

That's when.

"" Wave lid appearance (Veneziara) "

One demon tribe appears before Azesion Army Unit XVII.

Purple hair and pale eyes. It is Celis Voldigord, the man wearing the coat.

"... you showed up..."

"I checked the wavelength of the magic, but it doesn't match. You won't be a royal class demon."

The words spilled a slight expression of relief on the soldiers.

Among the demons they examined after intelligence in enemy lands, the powerful, who are particularly cautious. They are collectively referred to as royal classes, but celis was not included in them.

In other words, it's easy to give.

Straight to the junction, Celis walks away.

He moves the 10,000 Thunder Sword Gaudgaymon in his right hand.

Thus, he turned to the Sphere Magic Formation in front of him and set it up.

That magic formation is not one.

The earlier wave lid manifestation (Veneziara) has led to the appearance of nine possible sphere magic formations before his eyes.

"" Wave lid appearance (Veneziara) "

Celis stabbed the 10,000 lightning sword into the Sphere Magic Formation.

At the same time, nine blades of possibility pierce nine sphere magic formations.

The thunder that splits your ears and the violet power that makes it cover its wetlands overflows.

The heavens roar, the earth trembles, and the life on the spot just wipes out the emancipation of magic.

Jijiji, and the purple electricity that ran to the ground depict a magic formation so enormous that it swallows the whole line of the brave men.

It was such a magical force that it was a junction not to destroy the country.

Celis brings the real Banzai sword and the possible Banzai sword to heaven.

To a total of ten blades, purple electricity as thin as thread ran to heaven.

"" Ten Purple Electric Thunder Swords (Lavia Neold-Galvarizen) "

From the sky, a dozen swords and a vast amount of purple electricity fell.

It becomes a giant wave of sword, like a pillar that connects the heavens and the earth.

They wave down a 10,000 lightning sword.

The sound of tearing up the sky echoes far and away, and doom strikes a lightning bolt there.

The sky of Dilhade stained purple, and a few seconds later, everything in the wetlands was blowing up.

Neither the elites of the Azesion army, nor the figure of the kingdom god. It's just doomed.

The only thing that survived was the brave Graham.

The Kamikaze Rolost-Alma burned black and collapsed in tears.

He barely lives thanks to the power of the junctional God and Rolost-Alma, < Sanctuary (Ask) >.

Celis approaches Graham, who lay low.

Behind it, a dozen or so demons appear, similarly wrapped around their coats.

Their presence, wrapped around particles of magic, was irritating because of Phantom Imagination (Reinell) and < Hidden Magic (Nazilla) >.

"... with all this power, why..."

Celis did not respond and stood in front of the brave.

He points his 10,000 lightning sword at Graham.

"... how can you be in a dispute to determine the ruler of the Demonic Nation... not joined...?

If you are a famous demon, most of them have territory.

Graham, who continued his intelligence work, should have looked into all the famous demons in the royal class.

But I guess I never only saw the man in front of me.

"... who are you...?

Serris said quietly.

"No name needed for ghosts"

He wields a 10,000 lightning sword.

"But whoever goes to the Underworld should at least inscribe this name. Knights of Fantasy, Commander (Isis) -"

"Wait."

A pitch-black flame rises.

From among them emerged a demonic clan wrapped around a robe.

The five bodies are the flames themselves, winds such as human-shaped flames wrapping the robes.

He is Bomilus Heros, the Lord of Midhaze.

"This is Midhaze territory, the rest of the territory. I have trouble getting killed by pranks. Wouldn't it?

Sellis is silent and sees Bomilus, king of demons.

"Don't be so murderous. Two, three, I have a question for that human being. Wouldn't that be okay?

Again, he did not reply, but drew his sword as if he had accepted.

"Answer me, brave Graham. Otherwise, I don't think you have the lives of the scouts you unleashed on the rest of the castle yesterday."

Bomilus opens his flaming mouth.

"A secret detective who came to Midhaze Castle. You were here. In total, there doesn't seem to be enough people in Dillhayd, but where did the rest go?

Bomillas draws the magic formation. The contract.

"Answer me adultly, and I'll only guarantee my life. The rest is pacifism. If we can get you out of this Midhaze territory, we'll be happy with that."

The contract states exactly what it says.

In Graham, who lost his companion and holy sword and was surrounded by demons, he would not have had a choice.

He signed it and said.

"In the settlement of the Zeirons, we have company"

"I see, I see. of the women of Zeiron. They are the ones who mow the human neck and take away its face, its wisdom, its magic. There must have been a grudge."

Zeyron's bloodline is an unusual neckless species in the Demonic race.

It is the seed of women alone, and they are born only from the queen.

"Brave man. The rest are people who understand the story. Let's just say your human grudges are perfectly natural. The Zeirons had no choice but to take revenge."

Says the Wizard King in a calm tone.

"Hey, this is a good opportunity. Demons and humans, it's a good idea to discuss it once. Why don't you come to my castle? Some of your people. While you're staying, let's guarantee the safety of the human being in the Zeiron settlement."

Graham often thinks.

But there was still only one option to save myself and my people.

"... ok"

Moment after moment, Celis silently waves down his 10,000 lightning sword.

Thunder blasts, purple electricity runs.

The blade was stopped by Bomilus, king of magic, who grabbed it with the right hand of the flame.

"I thought you said this was Midhaze territory, unnamed Commander (Isis). I'm sorry, but I have a contract.

The flaming arm of the Magic King is dropped on the Thunder Sword.

"……………"

Relentlessly Gaudgaymon beheaded the brave Graham and destroyed him with purple electricity.

"Whatever..."

As Bomilus, king of the devil, raised his voice, a 10,000 lightning sword was piercing his body.

Running purple electricity into the flaming body, Celis swung through the sword.

Bomilus' body spread to diffuse.

But he's still alive.

"Oh, okay, okay. Either way, the man is doomed, so it's no use fighting with you."

The flames do not return to the human form as they are, but fly away with the fire powder.

"At all, I didn't know that without greed, I would just walk with allowances or destroy depending. There is no crazier demon clan than you. That's one of the last Voldigord to be doomed. And his heart shall perish long ago, and he shall be a ghost.

Left to say so, Bomilus, king of magic, left.