Episode 7

'why?'

Tern's movements weren't bad.

No, it wasn't that bad, it was great.

It's hard to believe that he's so young, but he clearly has the basics of fighting.

I was able to guess just how hard I had been training so far just by looking at my movements.

On the other hand, the movements of that idiot are,

'It was a mess. Movements that make it seem like they don't even know the basics of fighting.'

however. Nevertheless.

'It was strong. 'Overwhelmingly.'

Melin was shocked to realize the reason.

'I completely saw the flow of battle.'

Tern's attack was strong and fast.

But he couldn't reach it.

On the other hand, Christian's attack was a mess.

But he hit Tern without any chance.

That's because Christian predicted Tern's actions entirely.

Either with your head or with your senses.

'It's impossible if you don't have an innate sense of battle.'

But there was truly another reason for her astonishment.

'Last moment. 'I hit the weakest part of the demonic energy and distracted it.'

It was ridiculous.

Theoretically it was possible.

Incredible acumen, reaction speed that allows you to react in a split second, sense of not missing the exact vulnerability, etc.

When it all comes together.

In fact, it was like saying it was close to impossible.

'That idiot who didn't have enough magical energy did that?'

I couldn't believe it.

Even now, she was confused as to whether she had seen something wrong.

Melin instantly remembered one word.

'genius… Is it true?'

It wasn't a strange thing.

All Dark Maga bloodlines are born with talents that are superior to others.

That is why it is one of the twelve pillars that support the Demon Empire.

'Now that I think about it, that idiot was also called a genius when he was young. 'It's hard to believe it now.'

If you are called a genius from a prestigious magic family, that means you are truly outstanding.

'But is it possible for even a genius to do something like that?'

Melin was confused.

She couldn't guess how much of a genius it took to be possible.

'Perhaps it is a talent that surpasses that of Prince Esched de Barron.'

Esched de Baron!

As can be seen from his middle name 'de', he was a descendant of the Dark Demon family.

He is said to be the greatest genius among the next generation of Dark Magas, and is considered the de facto successor.

'No, that's overthinking. 'How can you compare with him?'

Even if Christian was such a genius, it was too late.

While Christian is wasting time, other competitors are flying high.

There was already a gap that could never be narrowed.

'It seems like I came to my senses late.'

Melin glanced at Chris.

He was cantering hard on the training ground.

How many laps is it?

Twenty laps? No, maybe it was over thirty laps. Because he had been running non-stop for a while.

A look of unexpected grit.

Melin shook her head.

"What a pity. "It's already too late."

When to start learning was a very important issue for achievement.

The later you start, the less pure your core becomes, and the blood vessels become stiffer.

There was a limit to what could be achieved.

Chris was fifteen years old, so at the latest, he was quite late.

'At best, the limit would be a 3- or 4-star intermediate level mine.'

Melin thought so.

'How long will it take to reach 1 star? It will take at least a year, right? No, since I started late, it may take much longer than 2 years. Moreover, there is a handicap.'

handicap.

In the past, Christian had learned Magi.

The level he reached at that time was a whopping 2 stars.

Even the Dark Demon family was shaken by the unprecedented rapid achievement, but the genius was conceited and dissipated all the magical energy he had accumulated during his debauched life.

Once you lose your magic energy like this, it becomes several times more difficult to build it up again.

'What a waste of talent.'

Melin clicked her tongue as she looked at Chris.

* ? ?* ? ?*

And a few days later.

'Is it 1 star now?'

Chris took a deep breath inside the room.

A vessel that did not exist before has appeared in the dark core.

Even with magic, he has reached the level of 1 star.

'I'm not used to magic, so it took a long time.'

It took a long time.

If others heard it, they would open their mouths and swear.

No matter how talented you are, it takes at least half a year to achieve one star.

'It took longer because there were remnants of the magic energy that this body had used before. If it weren't for that, we would have reached it faster.'

Chris gathered magical energy in his hands.

"It's awkward."

A faint black energy gathered and then dispersed.

'Can't we do it together?'

Chris tried to manifest light 'mana' and dark 'magic energy' in each hand.

done.

The energy of bright light gathered on one side, and the energy of black darkness gathered on the other.

'It's still difficult to use in real combat because it puts a strain on the blood vessels. Using both powers at the same time will only be possible when you reach a higher level later.'

Chris sat back in his chair and rang the buzzer.

Then an eerie voice was heard.

[Burg… Are you there, master?]

A body as faint as a ghost.

No, it's not 'like'. Because it was a real ghost.

What appeared was the infamous evil spirit, a banshee!

Chris swallowed a curse in his mind.

'Crazy, using a banshee as a maid. Even if it is a magic family, it is too much.'

I've gotten used to it now, but I was startled when I first saw a banshee who appeared as a maid.

Even though Banshee had an innocently pretty appearance and was even wearing a maid outfit, it was even more disturbing.

'I'll definitely have to change it later. With human servants.'

Even in the magic empire, it was not common to have ghosts as servants.

The maid who originally took care of him was also human.

However, as her son-in-law continued to misbehave with her servants and maids, Count Kazar became enraged and appointed her banshee as Christian's dedicated maid.

[Boyeon… sir… what… He called me for work... [Did you?]

"Give me some juice."

[Virgin blood… juice… Can I do this?]

"… "With strawberry juice."

[Virgin blood… The juice tastes amazing?]

"… "I want strawberries."

There is no demon who drinks the blood juice of virgins.

The banshee was playing a prank in her own way, but with her ghost like that, she couldn't possibly feel like it was a prank.

She disappeared with a banshee giggle, and soon she reappeared with strawberry juice.

'But this is good.'

Chris thought as he sucked strawberry juice through a straw.

'This abundance. 'That's what I wanted.'

If you want it, you will get exactly what you want.

Everything from the clothes, to the bed, to the food was great.

It was literally the life he had hoped for from her previous life, except that the banshee was her maid.

'I can't be satisfied with just this much. I will rise to the top of the Magic Empire and enjoy the greatest wealth and glory.'

And save the world.

With that in mind, Chris got up from his seat.

He was thinking of going to the training ground.

In fact, he was originally the lazy genius type and did not enjoy this kind of hard training, but he had no choice because he had a goal.

'Wealth and fame, fighting!'

He chanted a slogan in his heart and headed to the training ground.

But before he left the mansion, he heard a voice calling him.

"Are you going to the training ground again, master?"

Creepily white complexion.

Sharp fangs.

It was Cox, the half-vampire butler of Count Kazar's family.

As expected of a vampire clan, he had a sharp appearance, but he had a gentle smile on his lips, giving his overall impression a soft look.

"Yeah, I'm going to go now."

"I'm worried that you're pushing yourself too hard."

Cox shook his head urgently.

"Ah, of course, I am very happy and proud that you are so enthusiastic. "This Cox, even though everyone was pointing fingers at you, he didn't give up and believed in you."

Chris quietly smiled at those words.

'Look at this guy?'

The words were very rude.

The eyes... She pretends to care about Chris, but what are her true feelings?

"What do you believe?"

"yes?"

"I never asked you to trust me? "Who are you that you believe in me and would rather give up?"

"!!"

Cox took a breath.

Only then did Chris's image appear again in Cox's eyes.

A completely different atmosphere than before.

The image of the ugly bastard is everywhere.

His eyes were confident, and the noble elegance hidden behind his ugly appearance came out.

A noble gaze, as if looking down from above, was focused on Cox.

"Be careful next time."

"S-sorry."

Butler Cox hastily turned his back and disappeared, and Chris' eyes sank deeply as he looked at his back.

'That guy, he smells something bad.'

He decided to keep an eye on it and headed to the training ground.

When he arrived, the training ground became quiet.

I glanced at him.

'Still, your gaze has become much softer than before.'

As time passed and he just quietly trained in the corner without doing anything, he started to look at me a little differently.

Some even had favorable feelings.

'Could it be that that idiot has really changed?'

'Is it different from before?'

But not everyone was like that.

"If I look at it like that, it will sparkle."

"Just wait and see. "It won't be long before it starts to stretch again."

It hasn't even been a week yet.

It was a short period of time for my mind to change.

The knights' demons openly scowled at Chris as before.

"If it weren't for your status, I would kill that damn bastard halfway."

It was when Mine was giggling after speaking harshly.

A different reaction came back than before.

"Have you said everything?"

"!!"

It was Chris.

Mine, who had just chewed him, took in her breath.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"… This is Canin. "I am a squire of the Knights of the Black Swamp."

Squire means seed.

Chris nodded his head.

"Yes, Canin. "Try again what you said to me."

"… … ."

Kanin's face hardened.

Chris laughed.

"why? Isn't it difficult to tell from the front? "Squire Canin, do you know what they call someone like you?"

"… … ."

"They say you're a coward."

"!!"

Kanin's face lit up with anger.

"You are speaking harshly."

"deep sea? "Do you, who gossips behind people's backs, have the right to say such things?"

Chris shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Pick up the wooden sword."

"… yes?"

"You and I both have our reputations damaged, so isn't there only one solution?"

Chris twitched the corner of his mouth.

"We have to find a solution through our own strength. Just like a Mine."

Now is the time to win the hearts of the demons.

By force.

* ? ?* ? ?*

The duel that occurred out of nowhere caused an uproar in the hall.

"Vice-captain, that is."

"Leave it alone."

"yes? but?"

Mine, who was trying to dissuade him, was embarrassed.

It's different from the last duel.

She wielded a weapon, even though it was a wooden sword, and was not restricted by demonic energy.

If Christian made a mistake, he could have been seriously injured.

But Melin spoke coldly.

"You will take care of it, since you have put My Majin's honor on the line. "If I have the strength, I will protect her honor."

Melin looked straight at Chris.

"If you don't have the power, you will pay the price."

Actually, I missed Melin.

What kind of potential will Chris show?

'I, too, have vain expectations.'

Melin shook her head at her own thoughts.

No matter how talented she was during the last duel, what kind of ridiculous expectations are there?

No, last time she wasn't even sure if what she saw was what she had seen.

Because it was so ridiculous.