The Misfit of Demon King Academy (WN)

“Well how about this then?”

A voice comes from the sky so Jerga looks up to see Sasha and Misha floating there.

“……Subordinates of the demon king of tyranny? What are you going to do with that power? It’s far too inferior to the mazoku of 2000 years ago. You can’t do anything. Just lament your helplessness and die in sin.” (Jerga)

“Sorry to disappoint you but after 2000 years the mazoku haven’t become weak.”

A man with a skeletal body appears behind them. It’s one of the old seven demon emperors Aivis Necron.

“These twins are my direct descendants who are favoured by the demon king of tyranny. Its time to show this fool who drew his sword against my lord the secret art of the Necrons.” (Aivis)

Sasha exchanges a look with Misha and they hold hands.

“I’m not scared.” (Misha)

“Me neither.” (Sasha)

“I am you.” (Misha)

“And you are me.” (Sasha)

They each draw half a magic formation of their bodies and connect it together.

Aivis holds both their hands and places another circle on top of theirs before pouring all his magic power into it.

“You should return to your rightful figure.” (Aivis)

Following Aivis’ words they both say at the same time.

“<Dino Jikusess>.”

As the magic particles rise up their bodies slowly merge with each other as if melting.

A girl with silver hair that was neither Sasha nor Misha was standing there.

A fusion magic that unites two origins and amplifies their magic power. The <Dino Jikusess> that was meant to unify Sasha and Misha before was incomplete.

Unlike origin clones, when two people are split from the same origin there’s a force at work between them that wants the origin to reunite which was the case between Sasha and Misha.

With Sasha and Misha as they are now <Dino Jikusess> has been bought closer to perfection.

No, you could actually say that the amount of power they have now is perfect since instead of returning two origins to one, two separate origins are now fused.

“Disappear.” (Misha)

“<Demon Eyes of Ruin>.” (Sasha)

Both Misha and Sasha’s voice can be heard from the silver-haired girl.

Misha’s demon eyes scour the forest and capture the magic of <Gavel> for all 10,000 Zeshia scattered throughout the forest then Sasha’s demon eyes destroy all the formations instantly.

“Clever bug. Now fall.” (Jerga)

Jerga’s right arm glows even more then he looks at the silver-haired girl and fires a <Teo Trias>.

“Useless.” (Misha)

“I destroyed the formula for <Teo Trias>.” (Sasha)

The shell of light disappears under the gaze of the <Demon Eye’s of Ruin> but Jerga doesn’t care and just keeps firing more.

The formation at the end of his hand grows massively and the light shells were fired from it like a hail storm.

“Did you think increasing the numbers would do anything?” (Sasha)

“46 <Teo Trias> confirmed destroyed.” (Misha)

Sasha and Misha destroy all the <Teo Trias> as well as the <Gavels> that Jerga reapplied to Zeshia’s chest with their demon eyes.

In front of those silver demon eyes all magic will be nullified.

“You seem to have some magical power but you don’t seem to understand the situation. Those are great demon eyes but what will you do with them? You are on the defensive side here. They are only good for anti-magic and you will soon run out of magic power. I only have to waste time.” (Jerga)

Light gathers on Jerga’s body and his legs start to glow now as well.

One of the uncountable number of light shells evade the demon eyes of the silver-haired girl and hit her directly but her anti-magic blocked it. Barely.

“……If we can gain some time then that’s enough…..” (Sasha)

“Waiting.” (Misha)

“What happens if you wait?” (Jerga)

“…..Arnos is coming to defeat you…..” (Sasha)

“Believe in him.” (Misha)

Jerga’s mouth distorts into a sneer.

“Kuhahahaha. You have those demon eyes yet you see nothing. The demon king of tyranny is dead!! Evans Mana is a sword made by the gods to destroy the demon king of tyranny. His origin disappeared without a trace!! He can’t revive!” (Jerga)

“…..I wouldn’t be so sure…..” (Sasha)

“…..Even if I can’t see it I believe it…..” (Misha)

Light shells shoot at the silver-haired girl over and over again but she continues to watch the ground destroying any <Gavel> that appears.

“….I’ll protect it…..” (Sasha)

“The peace that Arnos wanted to protect…..” (Misha)

“……I was told to protect it…..!!” (Sasha)

“….I won’t let anyone die……” (Misha)

Light gathers on Jerga’s head then his magic body materialised like it had substance.

“….Did you think my demon king would die just by having his origin destroyed!?” (Sasha)

“Arnos won’t just die by himself.” (Misha)

The <Demon Eyes of Ruin> destroyed all the light shells.

“Pitiful mazoku. Did you become unable to understand common sense? Your anguish pleases me. Taste more despair. Let’s multiply the pain I felt 2000 years ago and return it to you tenfold.” (Jerga)

Four huge magic circles cover Tora forest composed of earth, wind, fire and water and form <De Igeria>. At the same time the magic formula on Zeshia’s left breast is completed.

“At first it will be one and then another one every ten seconds until you cry and beg me to stop. They’ll explode one by one. Enjoy the sadness watching those whom you wanted to protect die in front of you.” (Jerga)

Jerga clenches his left hand

“<Gavel>.” (Jerga)

Ray ran.

Sasha and Misha concentrated their demon eyes.

Eleonor raises her voice.

But none of them are in time.

But even so, Zeshia doesn’t explode.

Everyone’s eyes are concentrated there.

“…..Imposs……ible…….” (Jerga)

Jerga leaks out a small voice as he looks at the demon king of tyranny.

“…..Arnos……..Voldigod…….” (Jerga)

“Fumu. Seems you know me.” (Arnos)

I slowly step forward and move over to where some of the Zeshia’s are.

“That was pretty troublesome. Ray, Sasha, Misha and Eleonor you held up well.” (Arnos)

I cast Time Manipulation <Lebaido> on all the Zeshias and stop the time of <Gavel>.

“…..Why……? How…….? What did you do…….?” (Jerga)

“Even turning your body into magic hasn’t stopped you being stupid I see Jerga. Don’t try to measure me against common sense. Did you think just because my origin was destroyed I couldn’t revive?” (Arnos)