The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Hmmm. Something I’ve done has silenced them.

I’m following the 3 seconds rule where it’s safe to kill someone. This was a common joke during the age of myths. They don’t seem amused.

As expected after 2000 years of change. Has humour changed as well? Actually, looking closer, everyone looks terrified. Is my joke that bad?

Hmm. I’ll have to restrain my jokes until I understand this ages humour.

“Haa…….!”

Resurrection . After reviving again Zepes look at me with a face filled with fear.

Is he starting to feel it? This much shouldn’t become a trauma for him.

“You said you wouldn’t give up even if you died. Surely you didn’t think your life would end with only one death?”

There’s no reply from Zepes. He’s just trembling.

“Well then. Shall I ask you again? Do you want to give up?”

A hopeless expression floats across Zepes’ face for an instant, however, a weak voice comes out.

“Wh…..who’s giv—-!”

Another flick and he’s dead again.

Resurrection . Having to use a drop of blood each time is a pain.

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Again Zepes’ body is rebuilt. He’s watching me with a fear stained face now.

“By the way, Resurrection magic has an interesting philosophy behind it. After you revive are you the original or are you a copy of the original with the same personality and memories? Could you be a completely new person? What do you think?”

A sound of chattering teeth can be heard from Zepes shaking lips. His face is completely pale.

“B……..ba……….bastard……..such cruel behaviour……..”

“Fumu, not interested I see. In my era, this was a hot topic for debate.”

Well, if their humour is different I guess philosophical arguments will be different as well.

“Right, time to kill you again.”

“Y….you…….talk about…….killing so easily…….”

Haha, I have a really refreshed smile right now.

“What’s this? You said something so modest all of a sudden. Being dead doesn’t really mean death you know.”

I extend my finger towards Zepes.

“P….pl….pl…..please wait…….”

“Oops.”

Crap. My finger slipped and I killed him by mistake. He was trying to say something as well.

Oh dear. Let’s revive him again.

“Ba…Bastard!! I told you to wait!!”

“Ha ha ha. My bad. I was careless.”

“Ha ha ha my ass! Shit! How do you kill someone carelessly?!”

“Oh. You seem a lot better now. Well then, one more time.”

I bring my finger to Zepes forehead again and his eyes immediately lose all colour and shine.

“…..Please wait….”

“What is it?”

“I……..”

With an expression stained with humiliation, he said

“It’s my defeat. I give up.”

What? What a boring ending.

“You didn’t last long playing our game. I was intending to kill you at least 10,000 times.”

I crack this little joke with a smile to show there’s no hostility but Zepes trembles like I’ve just threatened him.

“…..That Zepes…….. was handled like a child……….”

“……….To overwhelming…….who is that guy? I’ve never seen his face before.”

Voices started leaking out from the seating area.