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18. We can’t lose either!
At first, I couldn’t help but feel cold. The magic club started talking about the will to kill.
I wanted to get the public’s sympathy by gathering students at best, but I thought, ‘As expected! After all, the devil is the devil! Step back, evil demons!’ And all sorts of things flew away!
And because of Astaroth’s personality, he would never just accept it. 100 Percent counterattack! If that happens, I’m sure the hardliners will get what they want—
“Demon Lord.”
“Call me manager! This is Astaroth, the head of the magic club, not Astaroth the Demon King!”
“Oh, yes. Boss. Does that deadly will really mean killing the other person?”
“Are you crazy? Then you can kill people with light magic? What are you going to do? Are you going to blind me with a flash of light and kill me by dropping me off a cliff?”
Astaroth clicked his tongue as if he was very pitiful. Some of the students’ expressions hardened slightly, but the reaction was not too bad so far.
“Has anyone ever wielded a sword here? Oh, there are also elves and dwarves. Correction. Have you ever wielded a sword?”
Suck! Susuk!
“When you swing your sword, what do you swing it against?”
“A tree?”
“Swinging a sword against a tree! Cruel!”
In the meantime, ignore the excitement of the tree beaters.
“Straw?”
“Okay. Then when you wield it, you’ll say, ‘Oops! They’re going to get sick, so I have to take care of myself!’?”
Dori Dori―
“It’s the same as that. I’m not saying that it really kills, but I’m just saying that you approach magic while imagining how powerful it is. People say that mana is important, so formulas are essential, but the most important thing in magic is the width of the image. Even if you imagine a tiny flame, pour mana, draw formulas, and try it, all that comes out is just ordinary flame-type magic.”
“… Wasn’t magic originally made with precise calculations and formulas?”
“Right. That’s right, then those calculations and formulas. Did it exist from the beginning?”
A question from an elf student who has a strong feeling of looking down on you. Astaroth who destroys it in one blow.
As she said, there is no way that those calculations or formulas existed from the beginning. Then, where and how did the magic begin?
“Magic obviously requires precise mana arrangements, calculations, and formulas. But if you think about it, yo-geo-yo-yo. Harden your head Then, even if you try, it will only be at the level of copying someone else’s magic.”
“….”
“So mister… Hmmm. The instructor told me to draw a big picture and fill in the inside myself. After filling the inside like that and crossing the boundary he set, the instructor told me to put a new boundary on the outside and fill in more inside. That’s what magic is. Endless possibilities for development. Depending on the width of the user’s image, its size, power, and everything vary greatly.”
Lethe took a look at the expressions of the students sitting in the club room.
Some of them didn’t understand at all, and some seemed like they were talking nonsense. Even if it is different from the definition of magic they have heard so far, it will be very different.
I don’t need all of them, and it seems like they’re protesting silently, asking when will they teach me the magic of a war hero.
Perhaps some of them will leave this club in a few days. Lethe was so sure.
It’s not what they wanted, so it must be. It would be better to stay and grumble.
And you will regret it someday. Seeing the magic level of other students in the club suddenly jump up. I didn’t know that what I just said was some strange demon king’s nonsense was actually an important stepping stone to take off.
“Ah! And you seem to be expecting too much, but this is not a lecture. A club, a club. It’s for the purpose of mutual exchange, but if the expectations are high, each other gets tired. I have more fun with you guys about magic! Huh? I just want to discuss that!”
In the meantime, it is Astaroth who is convinced that he is still wary of the demon king and enters into public sentiment management.
While wearing that bright smile he usually has, this time he changes the topic to something lighter. For example, what did the demons feel uncomfortable with about the Empire, and what did the elves and dwarves envy?
It was a clever move. To think that those inconvenient demons felt difficult and envied them.
Students listening to it can’t help but feel better. That’s what it says
‘This… I don’t think there are more things to worry about than expected.’
I was scared because of the will to kill, but I’m doing well. The Demon King didn’t just happen.
If you don’t like it, you’ll fight, if you don’t like it, you’ll fight, but in the meantime, the possibility of communication planted by Lethe himself. It seems to put my mind at ease because it harmonizes so well.
With a sigh of relief, Lethe moved on to prepare for her lecture.
Astaroth became like this, and then I thought about what to do with the remaining demon lords.
“Ah! And! We have a club rule!”
“The rules?”
“My great and wonderful man! No, Instructor… Oh, I don’t know! Anyway, every time I see him! It means you have to say hello at 90 degrees, accurately and politely! It’s better if you bow! You may swear allegiance!!”
“That, manager? Aren’t the rules a bit weird?!”
If Lethe heard it, she would have been frightened.
*
The place where red hair, black hair, blue hair, and silver hair should have gathered.
But today, with one person missing, the three demon kings were huddled together and talking.
“How was Ashu doing?”
“Looks like you’re doing pretty well, right? I don’t know about human students, but I thought elves and dwarves would bite crab bubbles, but they didn’t. Listening to what they say after the club, I’m surprised that they didn’t even think of the concept of image width.”
“I guess so. No, of course you should! My older brother, not anyone else, told me about it.”
If you look closely at the praise that makes Astaroth float, Lete is also floated. From the standpoint of the other three demon kings, it could be said to be a very happy event.
As if that felt so good, Marmar had a bright smile on his face.
“Now, all the students of the academy will learn more about the greatness of my brother through Ashu. Let it go. No one will dare to bow their heads in front of him.”
“If you hold your head upright, I’m going to rip off that head…” Oh sorry. I shouldn’t be like this, but I keep doing this. If you do this, the master will hate you, right?”
Nodding nod―
When L, who was sitting quietly next to her, said two words, she nodded her head as if she were nagging.
“By the way, Mar.”
“Yes, Sitri.”
“If this is the case. That… Well, that’s the point. Ah. I think you’re showing off a bit narrow-minded.”
“What is it? Say it properly.”
“Now this situation. Couldn’t Ashu be hitting too hard?”
Then the smile on Marmar’s face cracked.
This is an accurate point. Right now, students’ evaluation of Astaroth is rising vertically. Like the club, even the collapse of the magic barrier is recognized as a splendid performance by the students.
Her students’ evaluation of her is changing positively. There are people who try to get along well.
When she comes to this, she will naturally become Astaroth if she works harder than anyone else in Lethe’s will.
She is like her sister. No, it’s a tighter relationship than a real sister. It’s a good thing and it deserves congratulations.
However, in terms of age… You cannot unconditionally welcome it. Because she gets too many points from Lethe. It is clear that they are being pushed back!
“We too… I must do something.”
“Yes. You must do it. Then, Ashman came to do good!”
Actually, the answer to that is not difficult. Isn’t there an appropriate example in front of you right now?
Clubs. How to make friends with students and let them know that ‘I’m adjusting well!’!
“Shall we make a club too?”
My heart is racing. Thinking that I’m falling behind, my instincts as a demon run amok.
Never, unconditionally compete. Even if the opponent is more precious and close than a real sister, that racial characteristic that you have to fight first as you share something as precious as your own life.
Listening to Marmar’s opinion, Sitri was momentarily troubled. Club. It’s a new club.
“… No.”
“Yes?”
“There is a high probability that the establishment of a new club will not have as great an impact as Ashu.”
“Why? Just looking at the magic club right now….”
“How did Ashu plan the beginning of the magic circle, Mar?”
“Did you use your and your brother’s location?”
Sitri nodded, saying it was correct. Then he quietly looks at Marmar. If he said that, he meant that he couldn’t have guessed what he was going to say next.
“… Ah.”
Marmar is also a demon king who is beyond average in terms of cleverness. He realizes at once what the demon king in front of him is trying to say and sighs.
“It means that it is difficult to enjoy the same interest and effect as before even if you use it the same way.”
“Yes. That’s right. Even if I use a card I’ve already used again, it won’t be as good as Ashu.”
“Then….”
“We prefer not to create a new club, but to just join an existing club.”
Marmar and Sitri looked at each other and nodded. In the heads of the two demon lords, the subsequent pictures swish! And draw
As if to say that they would be faithful to their academy life, each of them took their place in the student club. If you get along well with the students there, the natural wariness and hostility will gradually fade.
If you live up to Lethe’s expectations by living like that, one day he will say, ‘As expected, these are our children! Oh, great job!’ And smiling brightly. Yes, it will. There is no future sweeter than this! This is it!!
“L! Right now, we are the club too….”
Marmar’s words gradually fade. Because of the silver demon king who was next to him.
To be precise, the reason was that her eyes were fixed on a piece of paper in her hand.
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“… L?”
“I did. Already.”
“You’re already in a club?!”
“Yes.”
“Uh, where?!”
“Art Club. I will draw you. Lethe. Better.”
Even if it’s not the case, I’m nervous about losing the first one, and now I’m up to the second one. The remaining two demon kings were busy trying to find a club that suits them.