63 – Grand Duke Aka – 63
[Summoner Academia – Side Story (Gregory Jones) Chapter 3 has been completed.]
Finally. The long play is over.
“It’s really too hard.”
It was a side story that could be seen as a level of extreme difficulty.
It took a very long time because even one wrong dialogue option would ruin the game.
“What if the method of attack was Gregory? Was that what you thought?”
Isn’t it a tolerable cliche, of course, that we should say this in a situation like this? All selected branches fail.
It was my mistake to focus on playing and forget that this game was Gregory Jones’ past.
“I cleared it in the end, though.”
In other words, a play that could be called Gregory’s past experience.
Having finally achieved my goal, I jumped into bed and remembered the contents of Chapter 3.
“… I never thought there would be something about how I met Raphael in Chapter 3… … .”
It was to the point where I couldn’t understand why a character like this didn’t appear in the main game.
Or rather, did he hide himself that thoroughly?
It seems that there were quite a few devils who knew Kafka’s face.
“… … I don’t know.”
I muttered that and turned it off so as not to hear the conversation between Rosé and Amel that was being relayed live on TV.
I couldn’t hear it properly because I was concentrating on the game, but I just wanted to rest quietly.
“… … I won’t be able to rest for a while.”
Played the game for 3 hours in total. In the next few tens of minutes, he would arrive at the Imperial Academy.
“wee… … Let’s sleep for a while… … .”
Is it because of the sense of accomplishment that you have finally achieved your goal? It wasn’t long after I closed my eyes like that… … … … …
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“I am against it.”
It is a territory known to the public as the [Magye Underground Construction] and also known as the territory of the demon ‘Sylvie Eligos’.
Inside the Pandemonium Underground Corporation Headquarters located in the center of that place, in the conference room, Sylvie Eligos was expressing her opinion to the man sitting arrogantly in front of her.
“Why are you against it?”
A man who looks at Sylvie with an arrogant and arrogant expression and has doubts. He is the de facto owner of [Demon World Underground Construction] and an out-of-rank demon who is the owner of this territory.
It was a demon called Gregory Jones.
“I know that Gregory-nim published a book under the pseudonym ‘Kafka’ in that guise, as well as holding readings and signing events while wandering around the demon realm.”
“Well, it’s my few pastimes and hobbies. By the way, are you going to oppose even my hobby?”
“I don’t mean to oppose Gregory’s taste. I am against the place I am going to go this time.”
“… … Is it because it is the territory of Baal?”
Sylvie nodded at Gregory’s question.
“That’s right. No matter how much Gregory hides himself, the opponent is Baal. If things go wrong in his territory, Gregory-sama could be in danger.”
“… … Wouldn’t that be more fun? Isn’t it thrilling?”
Saying that, Gregory trembled. Sylvie let out a sigh at the sight.
“Gregory’s other name, ‘Kafka’, is already a celebrity in the demon realm. If you grab someone on the street and ask them if they know Kafka, they might say that they have heard his name at least once, even if they don’t know his face.”
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Gregory made an exaggeratedly surprised gesture at Sylvie’s words.
“okay? Are you saying my book is that popular?”
“… … Most of the demons born after the Rank War do not know why the order of the Demon Realm is determined. And it’s not just the demons and demons living in the Demon Realm who want to know that history.”
“Are there people who are curious about the hierarchy war again?”
“Yes, I heard that there is a secret trade going on in the heavens as well.”
“… … heaven? Ha ha ha ha ha! It’s fun. Sylvie, isn’t it funny? A book written by the devil is being read in heaven. This is a cultural victory. Sylvie. I just conquered heaven with my writing.”
“… … I don’t think you thought that was too exaggerated.”
“How are you? My book is secretly being traded in that heaven world, so I can’t cancel the reading even more.”
“yes?”
“Then let me go first. If you’re really that worried, you can come and watch my recital.”
Having said that, Gregory stood up from his seat.
“Gregory?”
When Sylvie expresses her question, Gregory quickly returns to his true form, emitting light.
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Gregory, who became a wheel, looked at Sylvie and grinned.
“Of course, I won’t charge you an entrance fee.”
And with that last word, Gregory disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a black afterimage.
“… … under. Really.”
Sylvie, who eventually gave up on Gregory’s appearance, left the meeting room and called the nearest demon in the form of a ball bug.
“Call Hercules right now.”
“You mean Hercules? Um, what can I say? Demon King.”
“… … If you tell him that he is going to assist you, he will come running excitedly.”
“Yes, I will tell you right away.”
The ball bug demon nodded and bent over, curled up into a circle, and soon disappeared across the hallway.
And Sylvie who is staring blankly at it.
“… … It must be an illusion to have an anxious feeling.”
Having said that, Sylvie soon ate alone. I laughed.
Remembering that your hunches are never wrong.
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Bael.
Among the 72 demons that exist in the realm of Satan, the strongest demon occupies the first place. A city ruled by Baal.
And today, the only market in Bael is experiencing an unprecedented boom.
“Hey, how the hell did this happen!”
“Well, man. Didn’t the author of ‘Kafka’ or something say that he was holding a reading in this city today!”
“Kafka… ? What is it? Are you a strong demon?”
And in the middle of such a market, two merchants who had experienced this unprecedented situation for the first time were talking while wiping the sweat of their brows to take a break.
“Oh, you ignorant person. The greatest writer in the demon world these days. Could it be because you don’t know ‘Kafka’? May people comment on his appearance!”
“… Would you rate it?”
“It has a very sharp and cold appearance, and it is said that his expression does not move like a dead corpse.”
“Poetry, a corpse? Are they like undead?”
“Then good luck! Other women and girls say that he is a peerless handsome man.”
“… … Sheesh, I heard that there are a lot of women, so they must have come to see your face after all.”
“hahahaha! yes. Now, now that I’ve cooled off, let’s get back to work, but didn’t Kafka give me a chance to make money!”
“Okay, I have to work. Whoops!”
And there was a woman who was looking around in front of those merchants.
“… A cut-throat handsome man? He’s good at writing, but he’s handsome, you’re looking forward to it more, right?”
It was a woman with dark red bangs, wearing a black robe.
Her name was Raphael, an archangel who came down to the demon realm to participate in the author’s recital after watching Kafka’s book [The Devil, The Process of Ranking Struggle] with great interest in heaven.
“The divinity was properly hidden as a treasure in the celestial treasury… … . I’m not particularly hungry, so can I just burn the time?”
About 30 minutes remain until the reading of ‘Kafka’.
Since even the archangel Raphael was the first to come to the Demon World as a journey, not an expedition, everything seemed mysterious to her.
“… For demons to build and live in cities like this, it seems that they are not exclusive to other races, considering that other races are mixed in between.”
However, even in such an atmosphere, Raphael had already realized that the angel race would not be able to blend into this city.
angels and demons. The relationship between the two was truly an enemy.
“Ahh… … . It’s a bit like waiting quietly like this, but shall we look around the market?”
Perhaps it was because he stayed for a long time in the celestial realm, which was just outdated except for war or playing in the human world, Raphael’s eyes were already busy looking for interesting objects.
A caterpillar demon rolling hard carrying a burden, and an imp whipping hard on top of such a demon.
Devil merchants are screaming hard to sell bright red fruits, which are said to be Bael’s specialties.
And in the midst of all that, Raphael finally found something that looked interesting.
In a corner of the market, a large crowd of demons gathered in a circle and were watching something while exclaiming and swearing.
Raphael, intrigued, moves on.
“What is that?”
She grabbed one of the lesser demons who was shouting fervently in front of her and asked.
“huh? What is it, Ma, Demon?”
In the Demon Realm, there were only two races that looked close to humans.
One is a medium-level demon or higher. Of course, the appearance was different depending on the type of demon, but in general, the higher the demon, the more human-like it was.
And another race resembles humans, but deals with magic rather than mana.
Humans called this race demons.
“Yeah, demons are right. So, what is it doing?”
Raphael said that and pointed out two giant insects in the middle of the crowd fighting each other with great force.
“Is this your first time at Bael?”
“however?”
“Well, if it’s your first time, you might not know. Bug-type demons. They are monsters that are not even demonic.”
“… … A demon that isn’t demonic? Aren’t you a demon?”
To her as an angel, whether it be a bug-type demon or a human-type demon, they are all objects to be punished.
She gave an expression of incomprehension about the criteria for dividing based on physical appearance rather than race.
And, seeing Raphael’s expression like that, the lower level demon made a displeased expression.
“what? Are we the same devil as those monsters? Don’t even joke like that. I don’t know about anywhere else, but here in Bael, those bug-type demons are just livestock and slaves.”
“… … okay? Interesting.”
The devil in the form of a spider on the left, and the devil in the form of a locust on the right were breathing heavily.
“You baby spider! I bet 3 Prism Stones on you!”
“Grasshopper! cheer up!!! If you run after that little spider, you’ll run after me!”
A scene of madness covered with violence.
Perhaps because of this, Raphael, who usually enjoyed wars and battles, was able to get into that atmosphere in an instant.
“Wow! Whoever wins!”
For her, the battle was just a show of two demons trying to kill each other.
If it wasn’t for the intervention of a third party.
“Wow! To see a mad dog from the heavens here, what is this?”
A person who calls himself by a secret nickname appeared in the heavens.
It was also the nickname that Raphael himself did not like to hear.
“yes? What kind of crazy bastard recklessly uses that nickname—— Huh?”
Behind her, there stood a girl in a black one-piece with a mouth-watering smile.
“Uriii~ Gomyeonjieee?”
“Ha, that’s f*cked up.”
Baal.
The owner of the city smiled brightly.