The Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha Shijou Saikyou
Chapter 2's
A few days later.
In front of my eyes was a nostalgic view of the front gate of my castle.
My castle is made from a solid 3d magic formation so even after 2000 years it is still in good condition. Although in some strange places it shows that age compared to when I was alive.
The only thing that had really changed was that his name had been changed into a demon king academy.
Looking around me, I could see people entering the gate one after another.
Are these people taking the entrance exam?
"Arnos-chan, stay strong. "
Although I said it was not necessary, my parents found out about the exam and came with me to school.
"You, that, he, he, hehe, maintain a calm mind!"
My father muttered things that didn't make sense.
"No, can you calm me down. "
"A, ou, looks like you're okay. "
"Un un's. Our Arnos-chan is very strong after only a month. He's definitely gonna graduate! "
Naturally, no other mazoku appeared with their parents.
I was a little embarrassed by the view around him.
"I'm leaving then. "
I turned around and went towards the row of my mazoku in front of the front gate.
"Good luck, do your best Arnos! Good luck, do your best Arnos! "
Hmmm . My father was a disgrace ..........
What are these human parents like? I have to admit it doesn't feel bad at all, just a little embarrassing.
"Hore, Misha hooray! Fighto, fighto Misha! "
Another shameful cheer that was not from my father could be heard from behind.
A quick glance showed me a bearded and stern-faced man raised his fist into the air and shouted.
The blood of the mazoku was mixed, but it seemed to be very weak within him. Almost the same as my dad maybe? That means he can be human too.
Walking away from that shameful man was an expressionless girl. She was extremely beautiful with blue eyes, a straight nose and a plain facial expression. Long platinum blonde hair with smooth curls running from her head.
He was wearing a black and white robe. The embroidery and design seem to have originated from mazoku. If that's the case, maybe my parents are my mazoku and not humans either. Well, either way my mom might be my mazoku.
"Good luck, do your best Arnos! Good luck, do your best Arnos! "
Just as I entered the main gate I could hear my father again.
The girl turned to look at my father and followed his gaze at me.
"Gee... . "
Our eyes have just met.
"It seems like both are problematic. "
When I spoke he laughed shyly.
"....... . Ms .......... . "
The girl made a short deal.
Is he a bad speaker? Taciturn maybe? Looks like he won't say anything more.
He doesn't seem to be wary of me.
"I'm Arnos. Arnos Vorudeigod's. "
After I spoke, I wondered if I had done the right thing. That was the name of the founder of the demon king. On one hand I don't want to make a fuss but on the other hand, I don't see any reason to hide it either.
Well, that's not very important. Now or later, it makes a little difference.
"....... . Misa ....... "
Unexpectedly he did not react to my name.
"....... Misha Necron ....... . "
I wonder why he didn't show any interest? Saying that, it's better this way.
2000 Years have passed. I can't imagine anyone here would be interested in the demon lord Arnos.
"Greetings, Misha. "
".......... Ms .......... "
Another short reply.
As I was about to enter the gate, a man stepped in front of me.
She had dark skin, a forged steel-like body, short hair in white and looked to be in her 20s.
He had a smile that only screamed ill will.
"Huh? Take an entrance test with your parents. When did the demon lord academy become a playground for children? "
Hmmm . Who is this guy?
".......... Oi, is that really true? "
"Aah ... This is bad ...... They caught Zepes' arrogant gaze. I wonder if that man will take care of all his limbs .......... ? "
Apparently, this guy is famous.
Putting it aside for now, was this queue stretching along the right side? I think that's where the arena is.
I saw . They must be doing entrance exams there.
"Are you good at fighting Misha?"
"....... . Not really...... . "
I don't think fighting is the strong point. Yes, since everything becomes peaceful, it doesn't matter.
We headed to the right and joined the queue.
"You...... . . !! Oi, asshole, fuck !! "
I turned to look because it was so noisy in the back.
That man from a while ago looked at me.
"Hmphs. You finally turned around. "
Yare yare's. My descendants seem to lack manners. (1)
Should I punish him a little?
"I'm sorry . Your magic power is so weak that I don't see you. "
"What ........what did you say!?"
The man's eyes immediately turned furious.
"This one is Demon duke Zepes Endou and you deliberately insulted me?"
"Satan duke ....... . ? No, I've never heard of you. Are you famous? "
Aah, so. This nickname must have been born about 2000 years ago.
"Oi you bastard. Sorry now, please. "
A very cold voice.
Zepes glared at me with merciless eyes and clenched. Magic power particles gathered and magic formations were drawn.
two, three, four .. five magic formations.
He opened his hand and spat out a jet of fire back from his palm.
"What ....... . !? "
"Are you surprised? Good Are you going to beg for your life? I'll forgive you if you lick my boots. Otherwise, I will use this dark flame that can burn even the gods called Demon Fire and turn the faces of ojou-chans into skeletons. Ahahahahaha !! "
Ap, ap ...... what kind of low-level magic is this? What was the point of drawing five magic formations to create this demonic flame ?
Of course I was surprised. He spoke in an overly exaggerated and grand manner yet I had just been shown lesser magic than a child playing a match.
Despite being my descendant, he is not blessed with magic power at all. Poor people
"Fu. "
".... What... . ....... Is impossible!! That's impossible!!"
I blew the demon fire with my breath.
"Bags, Bastaaaaard ....... . What are you doing!!"
"Why are you surprised? I just blew the matches with my breath. "
"My demon fire is a suitable fire!? .......... . "
In the first place, the use of magic power was basically different between me and Zepes.
This person frantically gathered magic power and forcefully used it. I naturally have it around and can spontaneously use it.
If you can't do that in the age of mythology, your death is certain.
No, I guess peace with any mindset has led to a decline in magic, however, this can be a good age to live in. The weak Mazoku can speak in such a majestic manner now.
"Fuck ..... such insults .. don't think you can come back alive now. "
Doesn't this person understand our level difference?
"Wait a minute . "
As I spoke, Zepes' body stiffened like he was paralyzed.
"......What's wrong?"
"What .... I can't move ....... What have you done !? "
Oh so . The magic power is naturally attached to my words so I have to give her some coercion.
To be easily captured by the power of words. He must have very weak anti-magic abilities.
"Allah . Please stand there and ponder for a moment. "
Zepes seemed to apologize as soon as I finished speaking.
"All the things I said ....... Those are not the words that should be spoken when meeting someone for the first time ....... . If there is a hole ..... I want to climb in How can I apologize for what I have done? "
Zepes continued to ponder while standing there like a scarecrow.
The voices of other suitors from before murmured again.
"That's amazing . That guy made Zepes apologize. "
"Well, did you see? He put out the demon fire. He must be an anti-magic expert. "
"I've never seen his face before. He might be the dark horse of the chaos generation. "
Very exaggerated.
I moderate my voice. Even that person should be able to undo my compulsion for about 10 minutes or so.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Can we go?"
I called out to Misha who was waiting for me and we started walking.
"....... Arno ....... "He called me in a small voice.
"What?"
"....... Strong ....... ? "
I can't help but laugh.
"I won't deny it, but in this case, it's not right. "
He leaned his head to one side in confusion.
"....... . Why not deserve? "
"The man is too weak. "
We passed through the arena where the inspection took place.
(1) Yare yare is usually translated as something along the lines of 'oh boy, this is it, my' and so on. This is an expression of relief or disappointment usually. I didn't translate it because I liked the sound, sorry. Same with Fighto.
02 Very weak descendants . .
A few days later
In front of my eyes was a nostalgic view of the front gate of my castle
My castle is made from a solid 3d magic formation so even after 2000 years it is still in good condition. Although in some strange places it shows that age compared to when I was alive
The only thing that had really changed was that his name had been changed into a demon king academy
Looking around me, I could see people entering the gates one after another
Are these people taking the entrance exam ?.
"Arnos-chan, stay strong. "
Although I said it was not necessary, my parents found out about the exam and came with me to school
"You, that, he, he, hehe, maintain a calm mind!".
My father muttered things that didn't make sense
"No, can you calm me down. "
"A, ou, looks like you're okay. "
"Un un's. Our Arnos-chan is very strong after only a month. He's definitely gonna graduate! ".
Naturally, no other mazoku appeared with their parents
I was a little embarrassed by the view around him
"I'm leaving then. "
I turned around and went towards the row of my mazoku in front of the front gate
"Good luck, do your best Arnos! Good luck, do your best Arnos! ".
Hmmm . My father was a disgrace .........
What are these human parents like? I have to admit it doesn't feel bad at all, just a little embarrassing
"Hore, Misha hooray! Fighto, fighto Misha! ".
Another shameful cheer that was not from my father could be heard from behind
A quick glance showed me a bearded and stern-faced man raised his fist into the air and shouted. .
The blood of the mazoku was mixed, but it seemed to be very weak within him. Almost the same as my dad maybe? That means he can be human too
Walking away from that shameful man was an expressionless girl. She was extremely beautiful with blue eyes, a straight nose and a plain facial expression. Long platinum blonde hair with smooth curls running from her head
He was wearing a black and white robe. The embroidery and design seem to have originated from mazoku. If that's the case, maybe my parents are my mazoku and not humans either. Well, my mom might be my mazoku anyway
"Good luck, do your best Arnos! Good luck, do your best Arnos! ".
Just as I entered the main gate I could hear my father again
The girl turned to look at my father and followed his gaze at me
"Gee... . "
Our eyes have just met
"It seems like both are problematic. "
When I spoke he laughed shyly
"...... Ms .........".
The girl made a short deal
Is he a bad speaker? Taciturn maybe? It seems like he won't say anything more
He doesn't seem to be wary of me
"I'm Arnos. Arnos Vorudeigod's. "
After I spoke, I wondered if I had done the right thing. That was the name of the founder of the demon king. On one hand I don't want to make a fuss but on the other hand, I don't see any reason to hide it either
Well, that's not very important. Now or later, it makes a little difference
"...... Misa ....... "
Unexpectedly he did not react to my name
"....... Misha Necron ...... ".
I wonder why he didn't show any interest? Saying that, it's better this way
2000 Years have passed. I can't imagine anyone here would be interested in the demon lord Arnos
"Greetings, Misha. "
".......... Ms .......... "
Another short reply
As I was about to enter the gate, a man stepped in front of me. .
She had dark skin, a forged steel-like body, short hair in white and looked to be in her 20s
He had a smile that only screamed ill intent
"Huh? Take an entrance test with your parents. When did the demon lord academy become a playground for children? ".
Hmmm . Who is this guy?
".......... Oi, is that really true? ".
"Aah ... This is bad ...... They caught Zepes' arrogant gaze. I wonder if that man will take care of all his limbs .......... ? ".
Apparently, this guy is famous
Putting it aside for now, was this queue stretching along the right side? I'm sure that's where the arena is
I saw . They must be doing entrance exams there
"Are you good at fighting Misha?".
"...... Not really...... . "
I don't think fighting is the strong point. Yes, since everything becomes peaceful, it doesn't matter
We headed to the right and joined the queue
"You...... !! Oi, asshole, fuck !! ".
I turned to look because it was so noisy in the back
That man from a while ago looked at me
"Hmphs. You finally turned around. "
Yare yare's. My descendants seem to lack manners. (1)
Should I punish him a little?
"I'm sorry . Your magic power is so weak that I don't see you. "
"What ........ what did you say!?".
The man's eyes immediately turned furious
"This one is Demon duke Zepes Endou and you deliberately insulted me?"
"Satan duke ......? No, I've never heard of you. Are you famous? ".
Aah, so. This nickname must have been born about 2000 years ago
"Oi you bastard. Sorry now, please. "
A very cold voice
Zepes glared at me with merciless eyes and clenched. Magic power particles gathered and magic formations were drawn
two, three, four .. five magic formations.
He opened his hand and spat out a jet of fire back from his palm
"What ......!?".
"Are you surprised? Good Are you going to beg for your life? I'll forgive you if you lick my boots. Otherwise, I will use this dark flame that can burn even the gods called Demon Fire and turn the faces of ojou-chans into skeletons. Ahahahahaha !! ".
Ap, ap ...... what kind of low-level magic is this? What was the point of drawing five magic formations to create this demonic flame ?
Of course I was surprised. He spoke in an overly exaggerated and grand manner yet I had just been shown lesser magic than a child playing a match
Despite being my descendant, he is not blessed with magic power at all. Poor people
"Fu. "
".... What... . ....... Is impossible!! That's impossible!!".
I blew the demon fire with my breath
"Bags, Bastaaaaard ...... What are you doing !!".
"Why are you surprised? I just blew the matches with my breath. "
"My demon fire is a match fire!? .........".
In the first place, the use of magic power was basically different between me and Zepes
This person frantically gathered magic power and forcefully used it. I naturally have it around and can spontaneously use it
If you can't do that in the age of mythology, your death is certain
No, I guess peace with any mindset has led to a decline in magic, however, this can be a good age to live in. The weak Mazoku can speak in such a majestic way now
"Fuck ..... such insults .. don't think you can come back alive now. "
Doesn't this person understand our level difference?
"Wait a minute . "
As I spoke, Zepes' body stiffened like he was paralyzed
"......What's wrong?".
"What .... I can't move ....... What have you done !? ".
Oh so . The magic power is naturally attached to my words so I have to give her some coercion
To be easily captured by the power of words. He must have very weak anti-magic abilities
"Allah . Please stand there and ponder for a moment. "
Zepes seemed to apologize as soon as I finished speaking
"All the things I said ....... Those are not the words that should be spoken when meeting someone for the first time ...... If there is a hole ..... I want to climb in How can I apologize for what I have done? ".
Zepes continued to ponder while standing there like a scarecrow
The voices of other suitors from earlier muttered again
"That's amazing . That guy made Zepes apologize. "
"Well, did you see? He put out the demon fire. He must be an anti-magic expert. "
"I've never seen his face before. He might be the dark horse of the chaos generation. "
Very exaggerated
I moderate my voice. Even that person should be able to undo my compulsion for about 10 minutes or so
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Can we go?".
I called Misha who was waiting for me and we started walking
"....... Arno ....... "He called me in a small voice
"What's?".
"....... Strong ....... ? ".
I can't help but laugh
"I won't deny it, but in this case, it's not right. "
He leaned his head to one side in confusion
"...... Why not deserve it?".
"The man is too weak. "
We passed through the arena where the inspection took place