The Misfit of Demon King Academy

“I’m fine. Even you will find this impossible to do.”

Fumu. She’s confident. How interesting.

“What are you betting?”

“If you win I will answer that child’s question.”

“And if you win?”

“You’ll use a single magic of my choosing without refusing.”

A strange condition.

“What magic?”

“Oh? You have to check? Are you too scared to play now?”

Hou. This fellow knows how to rile someone up.

The condition is to use one magic unquestioningly. It’s a broad condition and the use of Contract <Zekt> will make sure it’s absolute. <Zekt> cannot be cancelled by being halfhearted either. I need to be cautious due to my high magical power.

If she makes the conditions simple and limited, using <Zekt> should be okay.

“Very well. I accept your challenge.”

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Sasha smiled in satisfaction and used <Zekt>.

After checking the contents I sign it.

“Well then, whats the formation?”

“I’m going to start drawing it now.”

Sasha turns around and walks off before stopping in the centre of the room.

Closing her eyes she holds the king’s sceptre with both hands and raises it up.

Magic power particles begin to rise up and an original magic circle starts to form at her feet before gradually spreading out all over the room.

It’s a magical formation of considerable scale.

Originally, this formation would be beyond what Sasha could cast due to her power levels but with the kings sceptre and the <Phoenix’s Vestment> her magic power has risen enough to let her create this formation.

Magic characters and gates form one after the other. Ten minutes or so pass and Sasha is still building it.

I still have no idea what this magic is.

For starters, I don’t know this magic. It resembles no magic from the age of myths. This is either something developed in the last 2000 years or judging by Sasha confidence something she herself has created.

Another reason is the formation is unfinished. By my guess its not even at 10% yet.

There’s too many options to guess at the moment. At this stage, even for me, it’s impossible to narrow down what kind of magic it is.

“How long is this going to take?”

“Don’t worry. It will be done before that child disappears at midnight tomorrow.”

At her current pace, it will only just be done by midnight tomorrow.

I see. It’s probably a strategy to delay me. Does she think I’ll be in a hurry to save Misha before midnight so I’ll rush and fail or is she planning something else entirely?

“Oh? Are you getting impatient a little?”

“You challenged me to a match so you should do your best. Don’t ruin it with petty tricks.”

“What wonderful confidence. Take a look. I’ll win this time.”

During our last match, the differences in our abilities were clearly shown. Where’s her confidence coming from? Sasha understands how powerful I am.

“Interesting. Out of respect for your reckless courage, I’ll not look at all until you complete the formation.”

I sit down and close my demon eyes before casting Magic Clock <Teru> to see what time it was.

Sasha is concentrating on constructing her formation. At this scale if she makes even a tiny mistake she won’t finish in time though I don’t think her pride will allow her to make a mistake.

With considerable concentration, Sasha continues drawing without making any mistakes.

As the sun goes down moonlight enters the room.

Misha watches her sister figure desperately building the magic formation as if trying to burn the scene into her eyes. It’s like she would regret even blinking and continues watching her.

In this way, time passes and eventually <Teru> shows the time 11:45