Chapter 149.2

Hmm. This could be a trap.

“It’s alright,” Misha mutters in . “I’m angry.”

I suppose you mean Avos Dilhevia.

I lightly brushed my fingertips against Revest’s shoulder.

He stopped and looked back wonderingly.

He was staring intently in my direction.

“What’s wrong?” Luche asks.

Revest answered.

“Let me search here a little longer.”

“I have checked it out. There are no thieves here.”

“If they have already infiltrated, they may have left traces, even if we can’t see them. It is possible that they may have left footprints here.”

Luche thought for a moment and then said, “I understand. Let me know if you find anything.”

“Would you help me too, sensei?”

Revest appealed to her with his eyes.

Menou nodded, a mysterious expression on her face, as if she had picked up on something.

“The rest of us will search down here. Let’s go.”

Luche left with the other demons in tow.

“… Anos?” Revest says.

I deactivate the and reveal myself.

His eyes widened slightly, and he smiled.

“I knew you would recognize it.”

Revest touches his fingertips to the crossed school crest.

“The majority of the students were affected by the . Even Melheis and the others. Those in white uniforms are imprisoned and used as sustenance for their magic,” Menou remarks with a worried look on her face.

That would mean their lives are in danger.

“We need to do something about Avos Dilhevia quickly…”

“I know. For that, there are two things we need to do first.”

“What?”

“The Spirit King, the masked mazoku, and even Nousgalia, who has taken over the body of the Eldemade, must be here in this Demon King Castle. I want to know the whereabouts of all three, including Avos Dilhevia. Do you understand?”

Menou nods.

“I’ll look into it right away. I can move around freely within the academy to a certain extent.”

“And what’s the other one?” Revest asks.

“I am now going to cast the great magic spell on the treasury. As expected, even the cannot conceal the magic power. I want to draw the demons away from the treasury as much as possible so that they will not be aware of it.”

Menou then wore a solemn expression on her face.

“In my current position, I can’t issue orders… Avos Dilhevia has granted authority to the demon race from 2000 years ago…”

“… No, there is a way,” Revest said.

He has a decisive look on his face.

“Judging by your expression, it doesn’t look like it’s going to be that easy, does it?”

He nods coyly.

“… Please use your offensive magic on me… Be as flashy as possible, something that even recovery magic can’t heal …”

Hmm. I see what you mean.

“That will be the most excruciating pain you’ve ever tasted.”

Revest nods.

“… Yeah, I bet it would… It has to be that much to fool them…”

So you’re prepared for that.

He looks at Menou.

“I’ll work it out. I won’t let my student’s resolve be in vain.”

“Well said.”

At the same time as the words are spoken, I put my fingertips on Revest’s left chest and apply magic power.

“… Ah, gah…”

“.”

A black, serpentine bruise appears on Revest’s neck after the magic circle is drawn on the body. It began to rampage ferociously, as if it wanted to devour him.

“Ugh… ah… gaaaaaa…!”

“I’ll keep an eye on it. You won’t die.”

Furthermore, a magic circle is drawn and magic power is transmitted.

The emerging jet-black sun scorches Revest’s body black and sets it ablaze.

“Uaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!”

He collapsed on the spot.

Even though he appeared to be severely burned, he was still barely alive.

Originally, he would have been extinguished; not even a bone would have remained.

The sound of clattering footsteps can be heard.

Using the , our figures were once more concealed.

All that was left was Revest and Menou.

“What’s going on!?”

Luche, who has returned, asked.

Menou said as she cast recovery magic on Revest.

“… It’s the intruder, Anos Voldigoad…! He’s heading upstairs with his followers…!”

Luche rushes over and focuses her magical eyes on Revest.

“… The curse is too severe to be alleviated by recovery magic…”

She sent to her subordinates.

“Attention all units. The misfit Anos Voldigoad has infiltrated from the underground dungeon. He is aiming for Avos Dilhevia-sama, and is presumably heading for the upper floors. Search every square inch of the place!”

Luche immediately started running.

“Come on, you too. We can resuscitate him later!”

“… I understand…!”

Following behind Luche and the others, Menou leaves the place.

They’ll probably go straight to check on Avos Dilhevia and the others’ whereabouts.

“I can’t heal your wounds for a while,” I deactivate and said to Revest.

If he is treated, it will raise suspicions in the unlikely event that Luche returns.

“… Ugu… urgh… yeah…”

Barely able to muster a voice, Revest said.

“I didn’t expect you, a member of the royal family, to be unaffected by .”

Revest should not be aware that I am the true Demon King of Tyranny.

Nonetheless, he refused to be loyal to Avos Dilhevia.

“I thought you placed your faith in the Demon King of Tyranny?”

I asked, kneeling by his side.

“That’s exactly why… Avos Dilhevia has brainwashed my squad members, my cla.s.smates, and fed off their magic…”

Revest speaks up with certainty and conviction.

“… The Demon King of Tyranny, whom I believed is the one who grasped the power to protect the weak… who shared his power with the weak… because he is a half-breed. Such a man who preys on his own people has no right to call himself a Demon King… He is above all honourable and has always been on the side of the weak…”

With vacant eyes, he stares at me, his breathing ragged.

“How can someone like… Avos Dilhevia be a real Demon King who would do such an atrocious thing…!”

As his battered body spits out blood, Revest accuses.

“… Am I wrong…?”

I meet Revest’s questioning gaze squarely in the eyes.

“Of course you’re right. Avos Dilhevia and the rest of them are not worthy of being compared to me, a misfit. I will prove to you that he is a phony.”

Revest smiles slightly.

Then he closed his eyes, seemingly unconscious.

“… Gu… ah…”

Immediately a cry of anguish escapes his lips.

It’s a strong curse. Whether he faints or not, the nightmare will continue to torment him.

However, I can’t help him now.

I got up and headed for the treasury.

“… Demon… King…”

As if delirious, a voice slips out of Revest’s mouth.

Were those words for the Demon King of Tyranny, whom he believes in, or――

“Please defeat the… fake… my squad members… my cla.s.smates… please save them…”

Without turning back, I replied.

“Leave it to me. I’ll fulfil your wish.”