Story of The Ancient Demon King!

Even in the light schools visited by many aristocratic millionaires, the most luxurious carriages slowly slow down...

Celestia, who finished her work today, walks down the door of a carriage opened by a servant and through the gate of Light School.

Walk toward the salon, gently listening to the cheers of the surroundings rising like fireworks.

Celestia, who acquired the necessary credits early, rarely appeared in school. In the last few years, I have never been to such a high frequency.

Despite the fact that Celestia's white uniform is the same as the other students, it shines beautifully like a separate heavenly feather.

Someone from afar confirmed his divine appearance and jumped out of the salon reception.

"Here, this is Lord Celestia. It is unusual to come to the salon. I will prepare the best salon if you can use it, but let's... let's do it."

Even the oldest veteran is overwhelmed by Celestia's beauty, resulting in a tight response.

Normally angry and unpunished, Celestia smiles lightly and has the minimum conversation necessary.

"- Is Mr. Glass here? I heard you were with Erica."

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According to a veteran with a cramped smile, Glass and Erica were in the garden next to the salon.

Go to a garden that has never carried a leg while creating a queue of students that continues to grow backwards.

I knew where it was, so I quickly followed it outside and walked through the gate without hesitation.

The scent of roses tangled to the gate tickles Celestia's nostrils.

Shortly after passing through the gate, there was a man on the grass next to him.

"Come on, open your eyes and shake your head! Hee, hee, hee."

"Fu, uhh, uhh!

A glass mercilessly poking Erica's face with a rod wrapped in a cloth.

Erica shakes her head to the left and right to desperately avoid it. Something like exercise clothes is already wet with sweat and stuck to Erica's skin.

"Alright! Next!

"Hah, hah... next time... are you going to do it again today?

"... hurry up!

"Ha, ha!

A glass that finishes the mysterious training and flies the knife while fixing the disturbance of the tuxedo.

Erica originally had a bit of a problem, but she followed instructions surprisingly honestly.

Good day, Mr. Glass.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. I'm sorry I'm late to notice. I'm sorry."

Celestia enters the circle of friends without hesitation, not worrying about the students who are looking at strange things in the distance.

The glass also bowed and pulled the nearby chair to seat Celestia.

"Ugh, hey, onee-sama...."

"Don't stop your hand."

"Ugh, it's embarrassing!"

Erica takes the black jacket by hanging it on a nearby tree, dropping it and repeating the pick.

"I've told you so many times, right? This is the right training, the climbing gate for martial artists who have pushed a number of bullied children into fine fighters. Let the mosquitoes smoke shame."

"Uuuu...."

Serving Celestia green tea and tea treats on the prepared table, she says to Erica in a harsh tone.

"You two seem to be having a lot of fun. Could you let me join you?

"... I was wondering if you should stop me."

A glass that quietly stops Celestia from asking for a sophisticated chair.

"Why...?... please let me in..."

Looking up with a gaze, complaining a little childish about the glass.

Glass talks reluctantly about the noise that makes students around him breathe roughly because of Celestia's colour and cuteness.

"... the truth is, I'm just tapping Erica's guts again. Besides, I don't think that means anything to His Highness, the master of the sword in the first place."

"I see... That's very unfortunate, but if that's what Mr. Glass says, I'll stop it."

"I was wondering if that's okay."

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Being late from Celestia is more than ten minutes.

A strange student walks through the gates of Light School.

There are two women on both sides who are clearly not affiliated with the school.

A small, fat student with a masked sales smile holding her hand around her shoulder and looking happy.

"Hmm? What, so few students today?... I'm so frustrated... I wanted to show off my new woman."

Both women in a shivering, exposed dress.

They know very well that this man is a vicious child who has wounded and abandoned many women with his favorite behavior.

There are a few who have lost their mood and followed a tragic path.

Sometimes they give large sums of money to a referral agency because of their status as princes of a neighboring country, the presence of collaborators, and they do evil without successfully obtaining evidence.

"... the students are gathered in the garden.... this noise is such a thing... ufufu..."

Looking at the garden, the boy student ugly distorted his mouth to reveal his desire.

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"Is there such a person? Honestly, it's a sick story."

"Ku, kuu... cum!

This is about Erica's opponent, Gesso Cujaro, in the game before you.

"Yeah. However, it appears that there are some of his allies in the Wright Kingdom, and we cannot get enough evidence to charge them. I couldn't let go of my hands for other purposes, and while I was doing so, I became the most senior student."

"Kh, uhh... uhh"

Celestia gracefully puts her mouth on the green tea and says she is in trouble.

And next to that, a glass that taps Erica's joints with a thin wooden stick and teaches her some form.

"I hope there will be some sort of trial for the victims.... come on, lower your hips even more."

The conversation with Celestia was there, and Piscili and Erica lightly slapped their hips.

"Ugh!?... hey glass. Are you sure you can beat Guesso with this?

"Of course. It's a metametameta geso."

"I don't know... It looks like I'm going to have a snag first....."

Erica doesn't seem to have much faith in a confident word from her glasses.

"Oh dear, what happened to your promise not to talk about grievances?"

……

In such a mixed glass of sighs, Erica sticks her lips out with an utterly dissatisfied face.

"However, how many goals should we aim for here?... I'm sorry. Is there anyone who can handle magic?

The glass grabbed the sword that was standing on the nearby tree and called to the surrounding crowd.

"That's fine. I want you to shoot me."

Everyone thinks so.

I wonder who would raise their hand to a request that could be described as such a murder, even if they could deal with that kind of magic.

Then... a male student with two women walks out, forcibly breaking the hedge.

"Then leave me alone. Shall I show you two princesses? Naturally."

The student jumps out in front of the glass with a nasty smile, making the feeling of disgust intense while everyone but the glass is distracted.

"Oops. Thank you for your kindness. Now, whenever you like..."

Fireball.

In the middle of the impressive description of the glass, an unexpected fireball was fired.