Chapter 3 - Rank Fiftieth, Furcas

"Hey, my master. It's already morning. Why don't you wake up?"

I hear voices. But my head is telling me to stay in bed. So I ignored it.

"Mmm ......, guess I have to use the last resort. Take this hundred strikes!"

A stabbing sensation hit my body.

"Ouchhhhhhhh!!!"

I jumped up and saw an old man wielding a spear.

"Prowler!?"

I was confused by the suddenness of the situation. Why? Why is there an old man with a spear in my house? Is he a thief? If he is a thief, we have to catch him!

"Huh, you're finally awake." "Must capture the thief!!!!!!!!"

I jumped out of bed and elbowed my way to the old man.

Wait, what?

What can I say, It was transparent. My body and the old man's overlapped, and my body hit the wall with a thud.

"Why did you jump into the wall?......"

It is true that from a distance it looks as if I suddenly jumped into the wall.

"I was trying to catch you, the prowler.......oh!"

I was about to say that to him, but then I realized.

This old man. It's the demon I summoned yesterday. I forgot all about it.

"Uh, you're Furucus, right?" "Yes, I'm Furucas, the 50th in rank."

Furucas put up his chest, probably to look good. However, no matter how much the sagging old man puffed up his chest, it looked like an empty show.

"Are you really a devil?" "Are you doubting me?" "No, it's not like that......."

I had always imagined demons to be more terrifying, and my brain just couldn't handle the gap.

"I've never summoned a demon before, so I don't know what's the norm." "Hmm, you never summoned a demon before. You've got a lot of foresight, choosing me for your first time."

Somehow, I got a compliment. I thanked him and said, "Thank you very much."

"So what do you want from me?"

Furcas' eyes widened and he spoke. So, summoning a demon means that you have to command it to do something. But I was just trying to summon a demon, not that I had anything in particular I wanted to command it to do.

No, that's not it. There was a thing I wanted to order.

"Well, I'd like you to teach me pyrokinesis." "Oh, you want to learn magic from me? Why is that?" "It's ......."

Then I explained to Mr. Flucus. I explained to Mr. Furkus that I was attending a magic school. I was the only one who couldn't do the magic that younger students could do so easily. I was laughed at by my students and angered by my parents. And that I would be kicked out of my house for not being able to use magic.

"Well, looks like you're in a lot of pain, but it was easy to understand why you can't use magic." "What?"

I asked with a biting tone. If I can find out why you can't use magic, I might be able to find a solution.

"You have a constitution that is very easy to be liked by demons, which in turn means you are easily hated by spirits and angels." "A constitution that's liked by demons...?"

I've never heard of that before

"Yes, yes. You are very gifted with the ability to conjure demons." "So I can summon demons, but I can't do pyrokinesis?" "I suppose so." "No......."

I turned my head, knowing that there was nothing I could do about it. It seems that I don't have the talent to control magic after all.

"But with the help of a demon, you can do something similar to pyrokinesis." "You can do that!?"

I instantly looked up. So, some of the demons in this grimoire are good at manipulating fire!

"If you want to control fire, I'd recommend Aim, the 23rd on the list." "Alright!"

Excited, I flipped through the grimoire to summon him.

"But I'm afraid Aim has a bit of a personality problem."

Furcas said, stopping my hand. Well, he seems like a kind old man, so it's easy to forget that the demon I'm about to summon is, without a doubt, a demon. It would not be surprising if there was a demon inside that wanted to attack me.

"So, should I stop trying to summon Aim?" "Hmm, it might be a bit of a detour, but how about summoning Orobas, the fifty-fifth in rank. He is loyal to his summoner. I'm sure he can help you."

So, some demons are loyal.

"Thank you. I'll do that right away." And with that, I started to flip through the grimoire.

"Hey, big brother! How long are you going to stay asleep!"

I heard the door slam open. My sister Nene sprang open the door. A servant was standing next to Nene, looking troubled.

What the heck, if I don't do something, my sister will see me with Furcas. I quickly thought of an excuse.