"Ciel, did you locate him yet?" Rimuru asked, her voice icy.
As Rimuru was enjoying her dinner, Ciel notified her that someone was trying to cast a curse on her and everyone near her. Normally, she wouldn't be this mad since she can take almost anything this world has to throw at her without feeling it. But she doesn't like it when someone tries to hurt innocents just because they are near her. Even when she was a demon lord, she never stooped so low as to massacre innocents.
"Master, the world's will is preventing me from locating the attacker. Should I destroy the resistance and continue?" Ciel responded.
'Tsk, if the world is protecting that guy, then it's most likely a god. Ciel, don't bother destroying the world's will. I have a better idea,' Rimuru thought with an evil smile.
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Far away from Delsgade, in a mansion hidden from the general public, a unique demon was venting his anger on his surroundings. This person is a tall and slender man with purple eyes and hair who wears a long trench coat and a top hat. He also carries a long cane, which he is now swinging to create destruction everywhere. This man is known as Eldmed Ditigeon, the Conflagration King of the four evil kings. But these days, his body is owned by Nosgalia, the Heavenly Father of the gods. And gods don't like it when something doesn't work according to their will. This god just had that experience earlier.
"Curse you, outsider! How dare you defy the will of the gods! I shall make you pay for this disgrace. I, the Heavenly Father, curse this outsider for eternal damnation!"
As he said that, ripples began to form due to the power of his words. But he was still not satisfied, and then he said the words that sealed his fate.
"I curse the ones the outsider associates with. May you all be overtaken by misfortune and die without any eternal rest. May this curse multiply with every encounter you have with that outsider."
Unlike usual, more ripples began to appear due to his power. Lightning danced and thunder roared in the black sky, signifying that the curse was successfully cast. As he was overjoyed, thinking he had his revenge one way or another, he suddenly heard something that made him scared shirtless for the first time in his immortal life.
"I, the Void Empress, declare that all the orders that try to harm those close to me shall suffer from fate and destiny until the thought perishes from their eternal bodies."
And like a signal, lightning bolts came down on him. The worst part was that this lightning was slowly but surely hurting him more than it should. After a never-ending torture session, he somehow survived, although barely. Gods have very resilient souls, after all.
"Curse you, damn outsider," he muttered hatefully but was struck by lightning again. It was quite ironic that he, the Heavenly Father, was now experiencing divine punishment—something so absurd. But unfortunately for him, he messed with someone who could manipulate fate and destiny. And with gods being stubborn and unyielding, Nosgalia would be having some divine lightning bolts quite regularly.
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'And that's how you punish a god, Ciel,' Rimuru said proudly as she used
'Hmph, Master, if you had allowed me, I could have done something even better,' Ciel retorted.
'Yeah, if I gave you the green light, you might as well give him mental trauma,' Rimuru thought sarcastically. During her rule in the underworld, being in charge of souls, she had to deploy torture sessions for the most wicked souls. Most of those sessions, if not all, were handled by Ciel. So Ciel, who still has the idea of 'not going overboard,' is quite scary. Even the demons fear her methods.
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It has been about two months since the dungeon exam was held. As Anos wanted, they got a perfect score. This result did get various reactions from the class, with some saying that he only got it with Rimuru and Sasha's help. But when did they ever bother to listen to some strangers' nonsense?
During this time, class went as normal as it could go, excluding the news that one of the Demon Elders was missing. The nobles deployed various methods to locate him, but satisfying results didn't come.
And as the class was getting boring to Rimuru, something unexpected happened.
"Class, today we have a transfer student. I hope you all get along."
Soon, the classroom door opened and in walked a young man with shoulder-length white hair and blue eyes. He wore a long-coat version of the Demon King Academy uniform, consisting of black and red tones like most uniforms for pureblood students. He walked to the podium, bowed slightly, and introduced himself.
"Hello everyone, my name is Lay Grandsley. It is a pleasure meeting you."
He then surveyed his surroundings, looking at each student with a half-smile, but his gaze lingered on Anos a bit longer, and his smile widened before he quickly hid it. Of course, these small gestures were not hidden from Anos and Rimuru, who from the beginning were analyzing him.
When he entered the room, Rimuru felt a remnant aura of a sword she didn't expect to find in this place. The holy sword gifted by the gods, which was actually created by Rimuru, could alter fate so it would be given to the one person who reminded her of herself. The owner of that sword was quite special. He was a hero of the human race, carrying all their burdens and hopes, and led the war to a stalemate by competing with Anos on equal grounds.
'Now this got more interesting,' Rimuru thought, her smile widening and her eyes twinkling in anticipation. What will this person bring to their lives?
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