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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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Clarice Academy, North Magic Tower.
The guardian at the entrance of the magic tower saluted Belial, disguised as the dean.
“Welcome, Dean!”
“Good work.”
“Not at all!”
As planned by Paimon, Belial was going to seal all the dimensional gates of Clarice’s magic towers.
‘For the slaughter I’ve been waiting for… it can’t be helped.’
It was a somewhat tedious but not difficult task. On the surface, no human would suspect him, the dean, and to him, who had resided in the demon world much longer than Marchosias, Bune, or Andras, using sealing-type black magic was a piece of cake.
Whoosh…
A blue, oval-shaped vortex greeted Belial. Then, a female mage in a conical hat approached and began to explain.
“Dean. The North Magic Tower is always maintained and repaired by the best dimensional mages. We have a mission for Clarice…”
“I’m sorry, but could you leave me for a moment?”
“Ah… yes. Dean.”
At the gentle, middle-aged voice, the woman, a dimensional administrator, dazedly descended the stairs. If she hadn’t listened at once, he would have killed her. Then it would have been a little more troublesome.
“Hmm…”
Left alone, Belial pictured what was to come… and thought about the Demon King who had predicted all of this.
“Belial, I will now enter a period of rest for four years in human time.”
“I am aware, my Lord.”
“Are all the preparations to be trusted in your hands complete?”
“Just give me your command, O great one.”
Belial thought the new Demon King was quite competent. As a being with power rivaling that of a god, he had instantly stabilized the Netherworld.
He was the most demon king-like being to the demons, whose hierarchy was determined solely by power. And that wasn’t all.
It was purely his command that had sent Belial to infiltrate the human world, to amplify the chaos and bring about Krun’s miserable death.
“Because you can predict the future? Kek.”
Of course, there was no magic or black magic that could glimpse the detailed future… but he was so omnipotent that it was the only possible explanation. And so, Belial followed his orders… deceiving many and leading them to their deaths.
From a small village with a child who might become a future saint, to the big cities… he had shed countless blood, and now he had reached the imperial palace of the empire. Thanks to his machinations, the current emperor had become a coward.
That fatso would only worry about his own safety, even if Clarice Academy, the cradle of the empire, became a demonic territory.
“Disgusting.”
Still, if there was one thing Belial had learned from these foolish creations in the human world… it was how to play the game of power. Baal and Lucifer, who had gained great trust from the previous Demon King… their positions in Pandemonium were very high.
But, with the Demon King having sealed himself to recover his power, Belial thought that if he fulfilled his duties, he would surely have a chance. The current Demon King was a new type of king, one who could bestow power upon others…
‘Shall we begin?’
This was a major event, one he hadn’t had in a long time. To set up the seven towers of the academy, it was better to start as soon as possible.
Crack…
Suddenly, the blood drained from Belial’s hands, and his nails began to lengthen.
Whoosh! Whoosh!!
At the same time, swirling black magic began to gather.
Thwip!
And as he reached for the dimensional gate…
Shaaaaa!!!!
An unidentified red light engulfed him.
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Kabooooooooooom!!!
The cylindrical tower with a blue, pointed roof. Clarice’s magic tower had exploded…
“What the—!”
“Kyaaaaaaak!!!!”
“B-But the dean is in there!”
Chaos.
That was the only word for it. The peaceful upper floor of the magic tower… suddenly revealing its inner cross-section and being blown away was a sight unbelievable to the naked eye.
Rumble…
And in the thick dust and debris, there was Belial.
“Cough! Cough!”
He began to vomit black blood with a grotesque sound. It wasn’t just because of the unexpected explosion. What had brought him to this state was a single blow from beyond the dimension.
“Gyaaaak! Gyaak! My eyeeeees!!!”
There was a clear, round hole pierced through his forehead. If he had been human, it would have been instant death.
“R-Return…!”
To Belial, who thought he possessed an absolute defense authority that would activate at the slightest threat, the current situation, filled only with pain, was truly a nightmare.
Before he could even think about what had happened, his entire being was consumed by the instinct to activate the Soul Spring or Return and go back to Pandemonium. But…
Stab, stab, stab!
“Guh?!”
The attacks on him weren’t over.
Zzzzzzt!!
“D’Crescent’s…?”
Violet’s sealing thorns bound Belial.
“Aaaaaaaaargh!!!”
And…
“!”
…in the thick dust…
“H-Hic!!”
A man with light green hair, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time… was approaching him, exuding killing intent.
“Wh-Who… are you! I am the dean of Clarice…!”
Although Belial couldn’t see his own form because his eyes had been pierced, he had already reverted to his demonic form long ago.
“I am the dean!!!”
“Execution.”
Stab!
All the pieces fit together perfectly… an assassination that happened in an instant.
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Ding.
Ding, ding.
“…You never learn, do you.”
Belial was dead. He became a part of my status window. I didn’t feel much of anything… he was a truly pathetic guy. As the dean of Clarice, he had gritted his teeth and hidden his identity, no matter what happened.
That was his downfall. To have died at my hands without being able to do anything.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
“Hmph. You didn’t expect this much firepower, did you?”
I first stabilized the corruption level of the Ash-Grey Crossbow. The method I used to deal with him was simple. A dimensional gate.
The same method I had used to defeat Bune. The only thing I added was the concept of distance. There were two conditions for this assassination.
He must not feel any threat, so his absolute defense system wouldn’t activate.
I had to create a distance that would allow me to utilize the perk for damage amplification.
Therefore, I made full use of Yellody’s information that he was going to close the dimensional gates.
In moving through a dimensional gate wasn’t a teleportation but a fast-travel concept, so by stacking multiple dimensional gates at the outer magic tower I had asked Scarlett and Dustin to prepare, I created an extreme distance that only I could utilize.
‘And the finishing blow, I left to Edwin.’
Of course, I also had the Exorcism attribute, but I didn’t fully understand his skill set, so I entrusted the confirmation kill to Edwin.
And as a bonus, I added Violet’s sealing thorns to prevent any additional or post-mortem casting. If he had survived even that, the game was seriously flawed.
“Well, it’s not for me to say, since I’m the one using the bugs.”
The fact that Belial had started with the North Magic Tower was pure luck. He would have toured all the magic towers eventually, but thanks to that, I was able to strike when he was most off-guard, without any damage.
Anyway… Critical Hit, Weakness, Distance-proportional perks, Demonization, Fallen Angel state, Inscribed Casting, Dual Casting… and, the skill I had copied when Belial visited Seraphi Hall…
…even Humanization. By stuffing in all these ridiculous skills, I was able to defeat him in a single blow.
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A few days passed after that day.
“Aria… heal me…”
“A-Are you hurt anywhere?”
In the Seraphi Hall dormitory room, at my one word as I rolled around on the bed, Aria examined my body from head to toe.
“No, not that, I’m just tired…”
Swish!
Aria snatched the blanket and forced me to get up.
“…Stop whining and get up.”
“Agh.”
Me, Yeriel, and Aria.
The three of us were getting along better than expected. And the assassination of the Clarice Academy dean… despite its shocking nature, the case was closed in an instant.
First, since Belial’s humanization was undone at the last moment, he was proven to be a demon. And the incident was concluded as follows: the demon revealed its true form due to an unexpected magic tower explosion, and it was dealt with through the cooperation of Edwin and Violet, who were on standby.
Investigators were looking for the cause of the magic tower explosion, but the arrow couldn’t point to me. No one in this world thought that an attack that crossed dimensions was possible, and I was the only one who could do it.
But, one thing was bothering me…
Based on the will written by the deceased during his lifetime, the school has decided…
The dean’s will, found in his office.
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On the day of my death in Clarice, the demons will advance. Then, the students of Clarice are no longer students. We must become warriors, collaborators who fight against evil. I, the founder of Clarice, strongly recommend that all students be ‘graduated’ at once to build a united front as a top priority for mankind.
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It was impossible to know whether this document was written by Belial or the real dean, Dorman Tedeylov.
With the murder, is a war starting?
But why graduation…?
It’s an emergency. Something like that?
Amidst the various opinions, I think I found some peace.
Splish, splash…
“You get up so well when you want to…”
Aria grumbled as I washed my face. …Even that was cute.
“Huh? If I do this, you’ll wake me up yourself, won’t you?”
“…!”
And how she blushed when I said something a little embarrassing.
“Th-There won’t be any more of this from tomorrow…! Even if it’s vacation, it’s better to wake up early.”
“Right.”
“As long as you know… I’ll go downstairs first.”
“Okay.”
“Um… come down quickly.”
“I will.”
Peace found after a long time, the banter with someone I liked, a peaceful daily life.
Thud.
As Aria left my room and I finished washing my face…
Chara-rang!!
“…!”
Finally, the status window that had first greeted me. The mission objectives were completely achieved.
Ding…
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So rushed… but I’ll read it to the end regardless, even if I do wish the author was treating it with more time and care than this.