The Misfit of Demon King Academy

A while later in Deruzogedo demon king academy.

“On that note, I’ve got something to tell you all. The Deiruheido demon sword tournament will be held soon and excellent students from this school can also enter. First-year students are rarely recommended but there are students in this class who have been recommended.”

The classroom gets noisy at Emilia’s words.

“Who is it?”

“Idiot. There’s only one guy here who can go to the demon sword tournament.”

Emilia watched the chatting students with a relaxed look.

“The nominee is Ray Grandori-kun. Congratulations. As a student of Deruzogedo I expect great achievements.”

Emilia starts clapping and other students follow suit.

Ray doesn’t look particularity enthusiastic but he smiles anyway.

“He might win the championship. He is the demonic sword saint after all.” (1)

“Aah. He did overwhelm that old seven demon emperor.”

“If the winner of the demon sword tournament comes from our class we can all be proud.”

Because they know Ray’s ability with the sword, words about winning are flying around.

“And one other person.”

When Emilia said that the classroom got even noisier.

“…….Another person…….? Was there someone else in this class who could enter a demon sword tournament?”

“Don’t think so. There’s Sasha-sama who’s also from the chaos generation but she doesn’t use a sword.”

“……….There is though. There’s a guy who can overwhelm even Ray with the sword…..”

“That guy huh……..”

All the student’s eyes gather on me.

“Arnos Voldigod-kun. You are also entered into the demon sword tournament. As a student of Deruzogedo please don’t fight in a shameful manner.”

At that moment shrill screams came from the classroom.

“IT CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME! ARNOS-SAMA’S ERA IS HERE!!”

“If Arnos-sama has been entered then isn’t it already a win?”

“Yeah! Not only will he win but he’ll end up in the hall of fame!”

“What do I do? I’m nervous”

“Why are you nervous?”

“We need to make a cheering squad for Arnos-sama! Arnos-sama can’t fight alone!”

My fan union raises its voice.

“What’s going on? I’ve never heard of white clothes entering a demon sword tournament.”

“Yeah. Even for regular or special participants, mixed bloods have to have their documents examined first and get rejected.”

“No matter how strong Arnos is whats the head of the academy thinking?”

Some of the royals express their dissatisfaction.

Without bothering to explain Emilia carried on talking.

“To participate in the demon sword tournament you need your own sword so please prepare it. I’m sure you know the rules but you can’t exchange your sword along the way. If your sword is broken or destroyed you lose. Use of magic to harm your opponent is forbidden. You fight with your sword only. There’s more detailed regulations so please check with the officials in charge of the tournament.”

I see. Fighting with your own sword huh?

With this, the key to winning is not only your own skill but the performance and durability of your demon sword.

“That’s all. Class dismissed.”

Finishing speaking Emilia left the classroom and all the students started packing up to go home.

“I hope we’re the pair who meet in the finals.” Ray says while leaning back in his chair and turning his head my way.

“Let’s settle our dispute properly next time with our swords”

“I completely agree. I want to do it until I’m satisfied.”

Ray smiles in complete satisfaction.

“Some of the pairings might be a problem though.”

“I don’t think you’ll be defeated.”

Ray stands up and turns around.

“Why was I recommended to the sword tournament though? Do they think I’ll win?”

Ray can’t answer that question. When it comes to royalty and mixed races hes basically clueless.

“The royals shouldn’t want a mixed-race to win the tournament. They should have jumped on my parentage and banned my entry but instead, a mixed-race has been entered. A being that normally shouldn’t be able to enter.”

I need to think about the motive behind this all.

“It’s strange alright.”

Misa says coming over to us.

“Do you know anything?”

“No and to go that far…… However, I believe I know a well-informed person you should probably talk to if you want answers.”

A well-informed person?

“Who?”

“The person I spoke about the other day and promised you could meet. One of the old seven demon emperors, Melheys-sama.”

That reminds me, she did make such a promise.

“Where is he?”

“In our union tower. I know its sudden but one of his plans fell through and he’s free at the moment. If it’s convenient do you want to go now?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank you. Let’s go then.”

We leave the classroom and head over to the Arnos fan union tower.

After entering and approaching the 2nd floor I start hearing happy voices.

“Let’s start Arnos-sama’s support song! Jyanjyanjyanjyanjyan ♪”

“Strongest! In history! Arnos-sama～♪ Instant death with a beautiful sword～♪”

“Kill, kill, want to be killed～♪ Want to be rust on his sword～♪”

“His fighting figure is beautiful～♪ The compassionate Arnos-sama～♪”

“Affection in bed～♪ His manly sword pierces the heavens～♪”

“Kill, kill, want to fall down～♪ Want to be rust on his sword～♪”

“Arnos-sama ♪ With his manly sword ♪ Infinitely spreads his mixed blood～♪”

“A world without royalty ♪ Is the only solution ～♪”

“Kill, kill, want to fall down ～♪ Instant death with a beautiful sword ～♪

Fumu. Let’s pretend I didn’t hear anything.

Hang on. The cheering group just said they needed to make a support song so how is the song already completed?

I think this is probably something I shouldn’t think too deeply about. Shall I just put it down to daily training?

I continued up to the top floor, all the while trying to expel those lyrics from my brain but failing.

“Melheys-sama, I’ve brought Arnos-sama.”