The Misfit of Demon King Academy

After following Nousgalia’s magic power I see that he’s still in Deruzogedo in the teacher’s offices and doesn’t appear to be doing anything suspicious either.

While monitoring the flow of magic in Deruzogedo I headed to the union tower.

On my way I see the girls from the fan union practising their singing outside.

They seem to have just finished and have gathered in a circle chatting.

“Does anyone have any ideas for a new song?”

“…..Hmm……”

“….It’s difficult……”

Unusually for them, they seem a bit depressed.

“It’s just another new song but didn’t Arnos-sama say it might be used in the ceremony for the demon kings second coming?”

The ceremony is intended to let the whole of Deiruheido know that the demon king of tyranny has reincarnated and to show them who it is.

The position of the demon king of tyranny is not needed now but I need the title to do one final task which is to break down the barriers between the royals and those with mixed blood.

Being formal about things is important. It’s necessary to stick to the formalities when telling people something important.

Even if the words remain the same when they are delivered formally people will accept the appearance of the demon king of tyranny easier.

I’ll introduce a few things in the ceremony including the discrimination about bloodlines. Whether they are royals or half-spirit mazoku or half-human mazoku if they want to live in Deiruheido they will have to honour that and they will also be protected by the law.

It won’t happen immediately but eventually, Deiruheido will return to its original form and it will be richer and peaceful in the true meaning of the word. I’ll do all I can to make it that way.

If I’m honest though, making that a reality will be far more troublesome than dealing with this god and his order. I can’t just destroy them like I can my enemies after all.

“A song for the ceremony….. Can we create and sing such an excellent song…..?”

“What would we do if we shamed Arnos-sama……?”

“All of Deriuheido will hear us……..”

“But we have to do our best. It’s a big day for Arnos-sama and we can’t hold him back……!”

“…….I think a proper choir or a trained minstrel would be better than us….”

“….It’s an important ceremony. If this succeeds then Deiruheido will improve and mixed bloods like us will no longer be separated from their families…..”

“Yeah….”

“More than anything else this is for Arnos-sama. It’s important we tell him that we can’t do what we can’t do.”

Fumu. Looks like they are at an impasse.

“I have no intention of letting anyone else other than you guys sing at my ceremony.” (Arnos)

The girls turn around and look at me in surprise.

“Ah, Arnos-sama.”

“Eh…errrm…..”

They all start to kneel.

“It’s fine.” (Arnos)

“Yes!”

The girls stand there trying to keep a good posture.

“You seem to have run into difficulties.” (Arnos)

“….Yes. Singing at Arnos-sama’s ceremony is a heavy thing for us…..” (Elen)

Elen reveals her uneasiness to me.

“What do you mean?” (Arnos)

The fan union girls all look at each other then one speaks up.

“This ceremony means a new beginning for Deiruheido where those with mixed blood can join hands with the royals. It’s not old traditions or a strict formal song that’s needed for this.”

“A new wind will be needed to destroy this congealed blood supremacy that currently infests Deiruheido.” (Arnos)

My fan union stares at me with eager expressions.

“And only you can sing that song. Laugh at the trivial customs, practises and stereotypes that have infested this country with your song.” (Arnos)

None of the fan union speak but they all nod.

“You don’t need to think about the people of Deriuheido. Dedicate that song to me. I want to hear it. At that peaceful ceremony I want to hear your version of that peace.” (Arnos)

“Yes Arnos-sama!!”

“Don’t be afraid of the noise around you. You are the songstresses whom I have recognised. I want your melody to reach even the heavens and knock the gods down.” (Arnos)

I smile at them and watch as their hesitation completely disappears.

They’re strong.

Their magic power is weak and they have the same problems as everyone else but that is the very reason their songs are so impactful.

“I’ll be on my way.” (Arnos)

I walk away and the voices of those girls who have regained their spirit ring out.

“Oooooh! My enthusiasm has returned! Let’s start practising the fifth Arnos-sama support song!”

The pure and happy voices of those girls float upwards towards the blue sky as I open the door to the union tower.

There’s no one inside as I head up to the top floor where Melheys is waiting.

Fumu. This is strange. There’s two lots of magic power there.

One is Melheys but his magic power is considerably weaker than normal. I don’t recognise the other one but its very strong.

“Did you notice demon king Arnos?”

An unfamiliar voice calls out and as I enter the top floor I see a dark-skinned man with golden eyes standing there.

His hair is swept back and tied up and his face gives off a fearless look.