Edward POV: I woke up looking at my room and muttered. It must have been a dream. I started changing because it was about time to go to the Academy even though I hated going to the Academy. Seeing the others, heroes, children, and other people mocking me. I started to go to the dining room to eat my breakfast. Angelina came to the dining room with a worried face and said, "Young master, do you feel better now? I noted her response. She said Young master, do you want to ride the carriage? Then I said there was no need for that. I will walk to school. She said OK I'm leaving now. I said bye to her. And I said to myself, it doesn't matter. I prefer walking rather than going by carriage. They're fewer people Walking than going on a carriage. I prefer going to the back entrance of the Academy with fewer people. I started walking to the Academy. Then I heard the voice. I wish it was not. But again it was. So this is how human civilization looks like now, huh? Then I look at him. It was not a dream was it? He then smiled back and said sadly not little hero. I'm going to be with you forever probably. At the mention of that, I started to tremble. For a demon Lord, he asked a lot of questions. For some reason, he acts goofy and funny. I told him can you please be quiet? I need to go to school. Did he nod back with a grim smile? I had a feeling that he would not listen. I reached the school known for its prestigious swordsmanship and magic. The classes I take are all of them because of my parents. As I was about to enter the classroom. Someone yelled at me. When I looked at that person, I knew it was. I wanted to bite my tongue. Because it's one of the people that I hate the most. The hero's son of the fire sword. Even if my father was the legendary sword hero does not mean there aren't any swordsman heroes. The boy in front of me is the son of the fire sword his name is Alex Flame.