The Misfit of Demon King Academy

“You know…… Who told you to tell such a heroic story…….?” (Sasha)

“Huh?” (Arnos)

“Don’t huh me. No, it’s my fault. I was wrong to consult the demon king of tyranny.” (Sasha)

I see

“Are you scared Sasha? Kuhahaa.” (Arnos)

“Why are you laughing? It’s war. We’re going to war.” (Sasha)

“How can’t you laugh at this? Kukuku. What are you scared of? You’re surprisingly cautious considering how much power you have within you.” (Arnos)

Sasha looks at me dumbfounded.

“I trained you for a week so you might not have noticed since it was only against me, but no matter how outnumbered you are it’s impossible for you to fall to any mazoku from this era.” (Arnos)

All of Sasha’s magic power was drawn out and amplified thanks to <Dino Jikusess> and now she can control her <Demon Eyes of Ruin> any mazoku will lose with just a glance.

“Also, you are not alone. There’s someone with equal strength nearby.” (Arnos)

Sasha looks at Misha and she nods.

“Don’t worry. I won’t let Sasha die.” (Misha)

Sasha looks down in embarrassment. She probably thought she was the only one who was scared.

“Give me your hands.” (Arnos)

“Eh…..wa…wait…..” (Sasha)

I wrap Sasha’s hands up with mine.

“Calm down.” (Arnos)

“….Yes……” (Sasha)

“Did you think I’d send my subordinates off to die?”

“…I didn’t think that…..” (Sasha)

“If you can’t believe in yourself then believe in me. Don’t hesitate. You won’t die. To those morons who are late in joining the army show them the power of my subordinates.” (Arnos)

Sasha firmly nods.

“All right.” (Sasha)

When I let go of her hands her shaking had stopped.

“Fumu. Your cheeks are flushed. Are you still worried about something?” (Arnos)

“That’s….. it’s nothing! I’m just a bit excited.” (Sasha)

“I see. How brave.” (Arnos)

“…..I need to wash my face….” (Sasha)

Sasha vigorously marches down the stairs.

“Thank you.” (Misha)

“There’s no such thing as normal in war, however, if you are consumed by fear you will easily die no matter how strong you are.” (Arnos)

I’ll never let them die though.

“How about you Misha?” (Arnos)

I take her small hand and her finger tips are trembling slightly.

“…..Understand….?” (Misha)

“How could I not?” (Arnos)

“…..Nn…..” (Misha)

“Are you scared?” (Arnos)

“Scary.” (Misha)

“What is?” (Arnos)

Misha thinks and then replies.

“Everything.” (Misha)

I don’t think there’s many people who aren’t scared on the battlefield whether it’s killing the enemy or having your friends killed. Everything is horrible.

The only ones who say they arent are the truly strong ones.

“….I won’t tell you not to be afraid but overcome that fear and make it your friend. No one will die if your demon eyes are calmly surveying the battlefield.” (Arnos)

Misha nods.

“I’ll protect. I’ll protect the peace Arnos protected.” (Misha)

Her trembling stopped.

“So we can settle this 2000-year-old dispute.” (Misha)

I didn’t say anything straight away but looked at her and as usual, she watched me back.

“Aah. I leave it to you.” (Arnos)