Doom

Ex used the last remaining potion to restore his body. It was powerful enough to heal him even if his entire body had been crippled beyond use. ‘All this, just to interrogate me…’ It probably wasn’t a true elixir, but the sheer healing power was close enough to leave him speechless. And the fact that…

Behind Elyon Academy's main building stood the Imperial Prince's office, a structure large enough to rival a grand estate. It was a place built so the Imperial Prince could manage affairs of state without neglecting his studies. Security around it was correspondingly severe. Even the Headmaster or Chairman couldn't simply come and go as they…

Elia remained in a deserted corner of the academy park long after lunch had ended, sitting there in a daze as her thoughts went in circles. ‘What do I do? I made Ms. Lola angry.’ Nothing like this had ever happened before. Seeing the hatred in her friend’s eyes hurt far more than all the…

The Academy’s main building had a tea garden reserved for the upper crust. It was an elegant park, filled with lush greenery and bright, cheerful colors. And now, two demons sat across from each other there. “Mephisto, how much do you know about the ‘Imperial Princess’?” Andras, the demon wearing Beatrice’s appearance, posed the question….

The academy was in an uproar. A first-year had challenged a fifth-year to a duel. The first-year was a Tier 3 mage, while the fifth-year was a 5-Star martial artist. On top of that, the fifth-year was the heir to House Dremore. Out of 306 people, 301 had predicted the fifth-year would win. Of course…

“The winner of the duel is Ex.” Beatrice made the declaration. With that, the duel was over. “Drink this. And pour the other one over Sir Griphoc.” Beatrice handed him two top-grade potions. Ex immediately downed one, healing his wounds. He poured the other over Griphoc. The man was still unconscious on the floor, but…

Ex’s eyes followed the faint shape embedded in his chest. It stretched away from him, disappearing into the smoke of the distant explosion. It was so faint that he wouldn’t have seen it at all without focusing. But there was no mistaking its sharpness, or the terrifying cutting force condensed within it. It was an…

The academy had indoor training halls set aside for students to practice on their own. There were six of them in total inside the academy's amenities building, each one large enough to fit roughly four classrooms. Today, however, one of those halls contained something far from ordinary. Official witness to the duel, Beatrice de Dritania….

“Three days from now. Indoor training hall. Don't even think about running.” Once the duel declaration was over, Griphoc left. Only Ex and Beatrice remained on the rooftop. Ex waited quietly with a polite smile on his face. Beatrice stood there blankly, her expression grim. ‘I'm screwed.’ Beatrice couldn't see any way out of this…

Griphoc's expression twisted into something vicious. “You want me to hand over my officer position?” Aura took shape around his grotesquely massive greatsword. “And you're challenging me to a duel?” This wasn't the faint shimmer of energy Ex had seen before. It was aura given definite form. An Aura Blade, proof of a 5-Star martial…