The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Stairs of Gunnier [Part1]

At my question, Gilisiris, the Scarlet Monument King, huffed and laughed.

“Very well. But please don’t think that you’ve won. If it weren’t for the Sword of Annihilation, certainly you would have lost.”

I asked Gilisiris mockingly, who looked relaxed.

“Is it because you tampered with the answer sheet?”

Gilisiris was taken aback by these words.

Then, he turned his magic eye on me.

“You think I haven’t noticed that you can’t cheat in the Great Tree of Eniyunien? That’s what you made me believe, and that’s why you’ve been tampering with the answers of everyone except me. You made it so that they would never get the correct answer, and you tried to get less than ninety points.”

As if trying to mock, Gilisiris deformed his gelatinous face with a limp.

“Do you have any proof?”

I pick up the white book that was there.

It’s Zeshia’s answer sheet.

With a flick of my finger, the pages are flipped one after another.

Gilisiris turned his evil eye on it.

“There doesn’t seem to be any cheating, though.”

“That’s because you erased the evidence.”

I held the page with my finger and used the <Time Manipulation Rivide> magic to change the time on the answer sheet back to what it was during the exam.

Then the questions on the page changed.

The first question.

[Look carefully and think carefully. A Spirit is a Spirit, but what is a Spirit based on a rumor?]

The original question was: “What kind of spirit is not based on rumors? The original question was, “What is a spirit that is not [based on] a rumor?”

The answer to this question is not clear.

Some other sentences in the question have been changed, making it impossible to answer the original question correctly.

“Hoh. This is a surprise. But do you have any proof that I did it?”

Gilisiris taunted bluntly.

“You’re the only one who could pull off a trick like this.”

“That’s not proof, is it? Isn’t that right, the Great Tree of Eniyunien?”

When the Scarlet Monument King asked that, Eniyunien snorted.

“…Hmmm… even I can’t see the injustice in it. I will take care to prevent such injustice from occurring in the future…”

Then, with great pride, the Scarlet Monument King said.

“You heard him right, Demon Lord. That was a false accusation.”

Oh dear, you remained the same sore loser.

“I can’t keep up with your sour grapes. In any case, you’ve lost. Just tell me what’s going on.”

As he glared at me, his magic eye flashed, and he said.

“My [Superior] is the Spirit King.”

Hmm. I had a feeling that was the case.

What was decisive was that he had crafted the Book Fairy Leeran so that the Great Tree of Eniyunien would not notice.

Without the help of the Spirit King, it wouldn’t work.

“I didn’t expect you to work for a Spirit King.”

“As long as I can do my research, it doesn’t matter to me if I’m below or above. As I said before, this place is perfect for magic research. By studying the power of the spirits, my magic will be able to peer into even deeper abysses.”

“Huh. If that’s the case, why don’t you stop being the Spirit King’s subordinate and join my team? I will show you an abyss of magic that far surpasses the results of your two thousand years of research.”

Gilisiris’s gelatinous face contorted violently as if to show his anger.

“Do not patronize me, Demon Lord. Did you think I would join you in your disdain and desecration of the study of magic?”

“What, I thought I’d ask you out. If you want to surpass me in magical research, the most direct way is to join me.”

Gilisiris’s body glowed black, and the surrounding plants and flowers burst into flames.

In his body, particles of magic power were colliding with each other, causing violent sparks to fly.

“How long have you been looking down on me? I told you that in the past two thousand years, I’ve surpassed your old magic by far.”

“If you think you’ve surpassed me, you don’t need to throw such a tantrum. If you’re going to react to every little nonsense, you’re not going to know what you’re made of.”

I received the gaze of the Scarlet Monument King, who glared at me without hiding his anger.

“Remember this. It is not you who will reach the bottom of the endless abyss. It’s me.”

Well, I don’t dislike your enthusiasm for research.

“Interesting. But I have more on my mind right now than the depths of the abyss.”

Gilisiris twisted his face languidly to show his annoyance.

“What kind of spirit is the Spirit King?”

“You’ll have to find out for yourself. It’s not within <Contract Zecht>’s scope to answer that question.”

After saying that, Gilisiris sat down in his seat.

If he had targeted Eleonore and Zeshia for research purposes, then it could be assumed that he had been instructed by the Spirit King to say something that would lead to a contest of wits.

If the Cursed King and the Dark Lord’s subordinates also acted in such a way that a comparison of wits was possible, then the three parties must have been in an alliance at a certain point. If that was the case, then the whole thing might have been a plot by the Spirit King.

Could the Spirit King be cooperating with Nousgalia?

Or did they threaten it?

In any case, it seemed that the reason why he hid my subordinate 2,000 years ago was not just because he was following the rules of this spirit school.

“Hmm. Then let us continue our studies.”

The great tree of Eniyunien echoed his voice.

“Well. Aside from the new students who scored a hundred points, everyone in the classroom this time is eligible to take the trials of the spirits. All students who wish to take the trials must leave this classroom, go up the stairs, and go to the trial room before the next bell rings.”

Then Gilisiris, the Scarlet Monument King, Eges, the Underworld King, and Jiste, another personality of Kaihilam, the Curse King, all stood up at once and walked out of the classroom.

“Let’s go!”

I called out to Misha and the others, and I too got up from my seat.

Thanks for reading.