The Demon Prince goes to the Academy Chapter 427

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Chapter 427

If I cannot fulfill my mission, one day my son will inherit it and complete the extinction of mankind. The feeling of despair and betrayal when they hit me on the back and broke off the fallen horn was indescribable.

Still unable to kill the mother, the son broke my horn and kicked me out of the Dark Land.

The demon king, whose horns were broken, lost all power. I could no longer dominate the demons, and they did not follow me.

It was only later that I realized that kicking me out of the Dark Land was the last consideration my son had for his mother. If I had stayed in the Dark Land, the demons who had escaped from my control would have tried to kill me.

All power, magical power, and knowledge have become incapable of being used.

The pain of having your horns broken by demons is worse than death. For a while, I suffered for a very long time from the pain I felt at the site of the missing horn.

Would I have come to my senses and realized my mistake… … .

I was just angry and embarrassed.

It was sad.

I shuddered with rage at the thought that everything I had built up over a long time had been lost, and that everything had been ruined by the hands of my son, at the end of what had only been a little more, a few more steps.

I couldn’t die like that.

too upset

so sad

I’m so sorry

I didn’t want to admit that it was all over.

I couldn’t figure out how, but I wanted revenge. To her son who had brought such disgrace to his mother, he proudly sought to regain the throne and fulfill his unfinished mission.

I’ve been looking for a way for demons who have lost their horns to build up their strength.

Since I have to build up my strength while living a long time, I realized that I had to become immortal and became a vampire. I tried to become strong again by becoming a vampire and accumulating the power of other beings within me.

Crossing the Dark Land and the land of humans, he took the blood of countless powerful demons, powerful beasts, and strong humans, and sometimes fought for his life to find the blood of the strong.

Rumor has it that there are people who have achieved the power of vampires in a remote place in the far north.

Even after that, I took the blood of countless beings.

Cat and eat, eat and eat whatever you come across.

I ate something for a very long time, so much so that I believed that the corpses of countless beings piled up would form mountain peaks and the blood I sucked would flow as a river.

At some point, I had no choice but to become the householder of Hwayo.

The previous head of the family, who had abandoned the world because he was sick of living, handed over the position of the head of the household to me and said that.

Isn’t it time to stop killing for the sake of killing?

Even if I drink all the blood in the world, my thirst will not be satisfied.

Think about whether you really want what you want. He said that and closed his eyes.

It was something I had never thought of.

For a very long time. It was only then that I realized that I had never thought about it.

At some point, I became an inertia that kills to kill, drinks to drink, and tries to be strong to be strong.

He wanders the world in search of vaguely strong blood, but the original vengeance and purpose he was trying to achieve through that blood have disappeared under the fading of time.

It’s still not enough.

Still, it’s not enough to deal with the demon lord.

He said he was still far from reclaiming the throne.

As you build up your slaughter to become stronger and stronger, the throne of the Dark Lands has already changed.

The son who broke my horn and drove me out died a long time ago, and only then did I know that my daughter would become the next demon king.

Before I knew it, I became an aimless vampire and was just an immortal man wandering the continent in search of blood.

Why does the throne of the demon realm have to be mine again?

Why should mankind be exterminated?

why did i want that

Everything has been lost.

In the time of obsessing over strength and craving blood, I became a crazy vampire with only the craving for blood left.

I realized too late that my vague vengeance and longing for the throne had already passed away.

The power of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood was within me, but I realized too late that there was nothing I wanted to do with it.

My lord, even if many tyrants sacrifice their people through wrongdoing, I don’t end up killing them with my own hands.

As a tyrant, I sacrificed countless demons, and after becoming a vampire, I piled up a mountain of corpses with my own hands.

There will be no one in the world who has killed more than me.

It was not atonement, but it had lost its meaning, so I no longer took part in the slaughter.

After wandering the world in search of blood, I fell into nothingness and wandered the world again.

I lost my purpose and there was no wind, so I moved to the place where my feet touched, like a wind that had lost its place.

Sometimes in the Dark Land, sometimes in the land of humans.

It was the first time I saw beings alive, even though they’ve been around for a very long time.

To me, who was a demon king, demons were tools and humans were enemies.

To me who became a vampire, all beings were just ingredients for strength.

Only after I lost all cravings was it possible for me to look at the beings living in the world aimlessly.

how humans live.

How demons live.

I watched them without any purpose or reason because they were right in front of my eyes.

Even though I traveled through many lands and drank the blood of many beings, I felt like I was seeing the countless sights I had seen for the first time.

One day I climbed mountain ranges, one day I walked through snowfields, and one day I passed through deserts, straits, and jungles, and I saw many ways and aspects of existences of countless beings.

Looking at the scenery of life where everyone seems to be similar and lives differently.

I couldn’t help but know how much I had sinned and how many lives I had destroyed.

They have destroyed and destroyed innumerable lives and foundations while packing up things that could have been more beautiful, everything that was sufficient as it was, in the sack of longing that could not be filled.

I am a sinner who learned too late to love things.

A very ugly and cowardly vampire who realized that things were worth loving only after all the qualifications to love and care for them were gone.

So I thought.

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The mountain of accumulated sins is so large that the day will never come when it will be covered with goodness, so at least.

at least… … .

Let’s not accumulate any more sins.

It was as if it was still a vague life.

He no longer sucks blood, wanders the world vaguely, watching something, trying to help someone as much as he can. But be careful not to be overly presumptuous.

Because I don’t have the qualifications to build good.

It was the best I could do to add a very small amount of sympathy to someone that is difficult to call good.

It was just a time of such indifference and contemplation.

One day, in the midst of the days of living a long, long, long time while still spending a vague amount of time, I heard a story like that.

The war between the Dark Land and mankind is at hand.

I’ve been confused for a long time.

I didn’t think that I would have a role as a forgotten Demon Lord and an old vampire in a war in which so many must surely die.

but.

There was at least a sense of duty.

As the Demon King who once made the Dark Land sick with his tyranny.

As a demon king who hated humans who wanted the end of mankind.

It’s a very old root, but as an existence called Archdemon.

I couldn’t play a big role in that war, but I felt a certain obligation to do as much as I could to watch it.

It cannot be said that there was no bond with the blood of the Archdemon, which would have been diluted and disappeared.

Even if I couldn’t help as much as possible, I thought it was my job to do at least a little bit of holding the hand of a distant descendant.

So I found Valier and joined him.

I hoped the war would end without too much bloodshed. No matter who wins, blood is only shed, so I thought that the only good thing about war is that it ends quickly.

As I thought, I was assigned a role that was not particularly special, and I was watching the development of the war from a distance, far from the war.

and… … . towards the end of the war.

One day the war has already ended in a distant place.

A boy came through the door of my shop.

When I found out that the boy was low.

I am… … .

I had an intuition that there was a certain fate given to me.

* * *

After a long talk, Elleris looks at me.

In a place where the Demon King would never appear, Ellerith faced me.

At that moment that day, what did Elerith think?

When the demon king of Dark Land, who tried to play no role but fell, his distant descendant and last descendant came into his arms.

Ellerith must have felt a strong sense of fate that she could not remain a bystander on the fringe of the incident.

“The story after that… … . As you know.”

Elerith is an ancient demon lord long forgotten.

Even if Vali had known that Elerith was a Lord Vampire, he would not have known that he was an ancient demon lord.

All of Ellerith’s actions so far now make sense.

Did the actions and gazes that show the same motherly attitude whenever they treat me actually stem from that kind of mind?

The predecessor Balie must have already occupied the absolute position as the demon king.

However, since I was clumsy no matter what I did, I lost my memory, and I didn’t even have any proper skills, Elleris would have no choice but to worry about what I did, and worry about getting hurt or dying.

Elerith, who would have been a tyrant, could not have been a proper parent.

So when he treated me, he might have tried to give something similar to affection that he couldn’t do to his child at the time.

When I was curious about Ellerith’s identity, I thought that she might be something like my mother, but it turned out that she was a similar being.

An Archdemon who became a vampire.

That was the true face of Elleris.

All of the power of the Archdemon has been lost, but the root is the Archdemon.

That’s why he stood on the side of the demon king to watch the end of the demon realm established by Archdemon or the victory.

“This is something I’ve been curious about for a long time.”

“Yes, lower.”

Now that I know Ellerith is my ancestor, I wonder if I should call her something else. Since Elleris still calls me low, it seems that he doesn’t really need to sort things out.

“Doesn’t Elerith have a husband then?”

“ah.”

I’ve been curious about this for a long time, but now I’m asking.

“Rather than that, there are so few Archdemons, so how is the maintenance of the species?”

At this point, I am the only Archdemon. To put it broadly, it would include Elerith and Charlotte, but if I were to point it out, I was the only pure-blooded Archdemon.

Did Ellerith marry another Archdemon?

Did the number decrease and decrease until it became like this?

Elleris looks at me as if she asked me that.

“Archdemons are all races and their… … . hmm… … .”

“I understand what you mean. I can do no more.”

“yes… … . Of course, I don’t have information on how far from where it is possible, but… … . universally… … . And it’s very difficult to see descendants of Archdemon… … .”

Seeing Eleris evasive, he knew what he meant.

Archdemon is that.

The one who can do anything.

uh… … .

Looks like something like that.

I don’t know why, but… … .

It’s not clear from where to where.

It’s so scary.

I’m just scared!

We’d better not even know who Eleris’ husband was!

So, no matter who I like, I think it’s something that Ellerith and the other guys haven’t said much about until now… … .

“That’s why the blood of the Archdemon gradually fades as generations pass.”

I finally understood why my ability to control demons was so poor.

We walk down to the basement of the demon castle.

“When I heard that you were trying to prevent a great tragedy from happening in the future… … . Presumptuously, I wonder if atonement is possible. I even thought of that.”

I told all my secrets only to Elerith.

The gate incident will happen in the future, and it will be a great tragedy for all beings in the world, and I want to prevent it.

Wasn’t that why he was involved in finding Akasha?

“Of course, nothing can remove the mountains of sins I have accumulated, but… … . If such a thing is possible, if we can add a little help to prevent that future tragedy. Wouldn’t it be possible to relieve even a little bit of the weight of the slaughter and sins that I, the existence of myself, had piled up… … . I dared to think so… … .”

Ellerith wants atonement, but she knows that it is a luxury and an ugly thing to wish for.

Nonetheless, Elleris is willing to cooperate for him if helping me can alleviate some of his guilt.

If it was a war, I would have been afraid to take anyone’s side, but this is to save everyone.

So Elleris wants me to be sincere, and helps me.

“Lowering… … .”

“uh.”

“No matter what happens, I’m glad I got to see you. It’s my luck that you came to find me after wandering through the ecliptic full of humans, and it’s your luck… … . I believe so.”

May we be each other’s luck that we met.

Hearing the words of Elerith, who believes and hopes so, I continue to go down the stairs while supporting Elerith.

“Maybe it wasn’t luck that we met.”

“… … .”

I put more strength on the arm supporting Elerith.

This whole story started when Ellerith and I met in the shop of the ecliptic.

If I hadn’t met Ellerith, I might have lived as a beggar while wandering on some street in the ecliptic, or I might have been found out and hung up on as a demon.

If I hadn’t met Ellerith, I wouldn’t have entered the Temple, and none of this would have even begun.

Could the meeting between Elleris and I be lucky for each other?

Can I remember it like that?

I do not know.

Even so.

“I’m confident I won’t regret it, even if it wasn’t luck.”

I won’t regret any of this.

“… … .”

At my words, tears welled up in Elerith’s eyes.

* * *

We were soon able to arrive at the underground bunker of the castle.

It was certain that we arrived ahead of Antirianus and Acrich.

Ellerith was now energized to see how much she had recovered.

“If breaking through the Quantum Maze and getting here are the same way, would they be able to break through the labyrinth and come all the way here?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

I don’t know if only Archdemon can reach here.

The important thing is that after me and Charlotte, Elleris can also enter this place. Since Charlotte with a half-soul can come here, it is certain that Archdemon who became a vampire can also enter this place.

Ellerith and I headed to the library.

Lothar Dewyn coveted the magic book that Charlotte had airlifted from here, committed a murder case in the imperial palace, and headed for the lich’s grave.

So, since Antirianus betrayed him, he would soon find a way to reach this place.

Before that, you must either retrieve the magic book or burn it.

“A little… … . It’s a shame to burn it, but… … .”

“It’s a pity that I can’t retrieve it because I’m a wizard too… … . You never know what will happen when Akasha is completed… … .”

Ellerith and I stood in front of the library and sighed.

“It might be right to burn it because it’s dangerous to have something like the magic that Archrich used here.”

“If you think about it that way, yes… … .”

I knew that magic was powerful, but I felt dizzy just thinking about what would have happened if the meteor had hit the earth.

Of course, Harriet, who blocked it, did something even more absurd.

Magic itself is dangerous, and it’s better that there is no such level of magic in the world.

A magic book like that might be sleeping somewhere in this library, so it might be better to burn it than to secure it.

I looked at the library for a while, and the title of a certain book caught my eye.

[Understanding the operation structure of a meteor group through astronomical observation and understanding the opening of a dimensional gate through trajectory calculation]

It was a very thick book with a rather long title.

what is it

this it

I don’t know, but is it my imagination that I feel that this magic and the context are a bit similar?

I took out the thick book and picked it up.

“Hey, here… … .”

Ellerith also took out a book from somewhere to see if she had found something.

That was written on the book Elerys was holding.

[Understanding the operation structure of a meteor group through astronomical observation and understanding the opening of a dimensional gate through trajectory calculation]

Elerith was also staring blankly at the magic book I was holding.

“It seems to be the same book, but… … .”

“… … I know.”

We picked up exactly the same book from completely different shelves.

A strange goose bump ran down his spine.

Charlotte had robbed many of the magic books here a while ago, and Lothar saw the piles of books scattered around Dewyn’s house.

I clearly saw that the scale was unusual.

So, at least one or two bookshelves here should be empty.

“why… … . The bookshelf is full… … .”

but.

Every bookshelf that came into my sight was filled without the slightest gap.

* * *

Past experiences flashed through my mind.

The same book in the hands of Ellerith and me. It is probably a spellbook related to meteor summoning.

When I first discovered this bunker with Charlotte and Tana. I was trying to find out if there was any magic in this library that could improve Charlotte’s condition. For example, I wonder if there is any magic that deals with the soul.

I was immediately able to find a book on psychics.

The second time I found this place with Elerith and Lucinil, I was looking for another version of the Sorcery to show Lucinil.

I immediately looked for the Asmodian version of the Sorcery of Souls.

And Ellerith immediately found the magic book called Quantum Maze, saying that the magic book that designed this labyrinth would be here.

And now.

I tried to find a spell book similar to summoning a meteor, and I found it right away.

this archive.

Surprisingly, there are a lot of magic.

strangely enough.

if.

no way.

I am.

Could it be that I’ve been mistaken all this time?

Ellerith and I were staring blankly at each other.

I turn my gaze to one of the bookshelves in the library.

Maybe there’s something like a magic book about fireballs?

When I turned my gaze to another place, a book stuck there caught my eye.

[Understanding and application of fire system basic destruction magic – Fireball]

It was relatively thin compared to other magic books, but there was a magic book about fireballs.

“The books on this bookshelf are changing in real time.”

“yes… … . clearly… … .”

If I try to find a certain magic book, that magic book is stuck on the bookshelf at some point.

That’s why I was able to find it right away without wasting time.

Ellerith and I both turned white.

I’ve never wished for it until now.

It will be in the hands of others.

I thought so, so I didn’t wonder. I didn’t think there would be information about him here.

but.

i want to know now

No, this bookcase will tell you.

What is Akasha? Is there a magic book that contains information about Akasha?

turn your gaze once more

But there were no books that caught my eye.

Is there any data about what Akasha is?

No, is the keyword wrong?

Could there be other books as well as magic books?

Because anything else is fine.

It doesn’t have to be a record about Akasha or a book about magic, so something.

do you have

When I looked again, there was a book that caught my eye.

A notebook-like item decorated with red leather caught my eye.

I took out a book, but there was no title.

I opened the book.

When I saw the first page, I couldn’t help but catch my breath.

[Son. Never, never use Akasha for destruction.]

that one sentence.

Not a lot of complicated theories and explanations, but that sentence was explaining everything to me.

“Elleris… … .”

“yes… … . Lowering.”

I was looking for Akasha, not knowing that Akasha was already in my hands.

Akasha is an artifact.

And, of course, I thought that artifacts were things.

not a thing

“I guess… … . This bookshelf here, no… … . Not just bookshelves… … .”

I browse the library.

“This space… … . By itself… … . Being Akasha… … . same… … .”

Akasha was space.

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