The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

89 – Battle of Magic

Empire, Emperor’s Birthday Festival.

In the middle of the archipelago, the magic match qualifiers were in full swing.

On the last day, after the finals of the finals, it was the main event of the festival where the emperor would personally reveal himself.

The emperor’s important announcement was also scheduled to take place at that time.

And.

Wagjak!

With snacks in their mouths, White and Ashera were watching the preliminaries for such a magic battle.

“Do you not intend to go there, disciple?”

“Yes?”

At Ashera’s question as she bit into the lollipop, White tilted her head once.

When I say ‘over there’, I’m sure you’re talking about a magic battle.

White’s careless gaze is directed towards the center of the plaza.

“…… Fireball, devour my mana and manifest!”

“Block it, Lightning Barrier!”

…… At most, I looked at the magicians who used 3rd or 4th circle magic, and even continued the battle through a long chant.

White’s expression naturally twisted.

Are you serious? His gaze turned towards Ashera as if he were saying that.

“Fire bolt!”

“Lightning Barrier!”

Fireballs fly and sparks fly, creating a shield.

Kwaaang!

Right after that, the two magics collided fiercely and exploded.

The wizard who fired the fireballs was out of breath and stood struggling, and the wizard who created the lightning shield lay unconscious.

[The winner, Caesar Stringer from the Stringer family!]

Wow!

Cheers erupted from the audience watching the match from here and there in the plaza.

But as if she didn’t like it that much, White just blocked her ears as if it was noisy.

“Are you telling me to intervene in that battle, Master?”

At White’s words, Ashera shrugged her shoulders as if there was something wrong.

“Why, you can go out. Is there a need to make such a displeased face?”

Even as she spat that out, a deep mischievous smile hung on her lips.

While looking straight at Ashera’s mischievous expression, White sighed.

“…… I have no hobby of bullying the weak.”

Shaking her head, she exhaled.

She’s very serious, she’s confident in her own words.

…… However.

“Poo Sup!”

“…… ?”

The only thing that came back was Ashera’s laughing sound, which was close to being ridiculed.

As if she didn’t understand for a moment, White bent her head slightly.

Are you laughing now?

What?

Yourself?

Or, speak your own words?

“…… Master?”

White’s voice chilled.

But even so, the smile did not disappear from Ashera’s face.

“Ahahahahaha!”

No, she patted White on the shoulder, making her smile even thicker.

“No, she didn’t mean to laugh very much. Huhu, because the disciple’s words sounded a bit funny.”

“… ….”

“I don’t have a hobby of bullying the weak, la… ….”

Looking at the silent White, Ashera took a big bite out of her lollipop, splitting her in half.

Enjoying her sweet taste, she opens her mouth again.

With a smile still on his lips, as if he was having a lot of fun, or as if he was interested.

“Just, isn’t she not without confidence?”

“Yes?”

White let out a panicked voice, but Ashera didn’t stop her words.

Her smile only grew thicker, and on the contrary, White’s expression was contorted.

“Ah, of course I think it could be. No matter how disciple he may be, as the heir to the Qliphoth family, losing in such a magical battle is a huge risk…….”

So, she says she understands.

I can understand, adding that.

“Well, you can!”

Ashera finished her words with her very beautiful, bright smile.

“… ….”

And.

…… And.

In Ashera’s smile, in her voice, a strange mixture of pity.

Drop!

White had to semi-forcefully feel the sensation of something in her being cut off in her head.

…… I knew.

This is a trap she dug.

I’m just playing pranks on her to make her feel fluctuated, or to tease her if I’d say.

It’s mischievous, but it’s just a normal laugh.

…… However.

But, even so.

Before she knew it, her feet were moving.

Her eyes were unfocused and dimly lit.

“…… I will participate, the magic battle.”

My mouth naturally came to utter those words.

White’s blue eyes began to glow with determination.

*****

“…… What is that guy doing over there?”

While enjoying the festivities taking place in all parts of the archipelago, these were the words Serena Lyikanter uttered.

The place where her eyes are directed is a plaza in the center of the island.

At the center of the plaza boasting a large site, there was a familiar platinum-haired person somewhere.

And her senses were talking.

That’s right.

The boy I’m thinking of right now is the owner of that platinum hair.

Surely, Serena’s expression began to change subtly.

“What, what?”

“Is there anything interesting?”

The two girls enjoying the festival with her also follow the direction of her gaze.

And they saw it too.

I could see it.

For some reason, her eyes are burning with a very motivated expression.

…… The figure of the heir of a certain magical family, who didn’t look like that at all.

“Uh, White?”

Orca said the boy’s name with a bewildered expression.

“…… Oh.”

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Persia, the successor of the Leia family and also called a saint, exclaimed in excitement.

Soon, the three girls began to walk towards the plaza, their eyes twinkling.

*****

“…… I don’t know how a young boy like you got to this point, but I won’t be knocked down so easily like my previous opponents.”

“… ….”

Staring blankly at the muttering large man in front of her eyes, White frowned at her once.

…… To the momentary feeling of emptiness.

A strange sense of futility, as if he had realized the reality belatedly.

‘Who am I and where am I?’

While muttering her incomprehensible words inside, White looked around her with her blank eyes.

‘Why am I here, doing such meaningless things?’

Seemingly very depressed, White let out a deep sigh.

…… I got hit perfectly.

In Ashera’s trap, in that mischief.

I forgot the strings of reason for an instant, and before I knew it, I ended up in the finals of the Magic Battle.

“… ….”

White’s expression changed to something incomprehensible.

…… The process of passing the preliminaries was a moment in time.

Except for a few ‘real’ ones, most wizards participating in the qualifiers were mostly rookies who stayed in the 3rd or 4th circle.

At their level, White quickly qualified for the finals, despite sparse use of Circle 4 magic.

…… It was, but I didn’t like it that much.

White’s empty gaze turned to the back.

Ashera was seated in a corner of the waiting room for the wizards preparing for the war.

In moderation, with the stealth magic applied to a level that was visible to White’s eyes.

White’s eyes narrowed.

‘Go for it, disciple!’

“… ….”

White glared at Ashera, who had been saying that with her lips, with an expression of absurdity.

I felt a bit resentful at the moment.

‘…… What can I do, it’s my fault for falling for the obvious provocation.’

Soon, she forced herself to convince himself.

Otherwise, I think he would feel so pitiful.

…… At least a few words, it felt like he was becoming a truly pitiful human being for participating in such a magical battle after falling for such a superficial provocation.

“…… Ha.”

After controlling himself like that, White mixes magic with the man in front of him and prepares to lose naturally.

-Can you hear me?

“…… ?”

It was at that moment that the message magic rang in my head.

White’s head turned back again.

Of course, it was Ashera who spoke to him.

White expressed doubt with her expression, and the corners of Ashera’s mouth began to rise slightly.

– You know, disciple.

She draws a smile as if she is really having fun, and Ashera continues her words.

-Well, I’m saying this because you made such an interesting spectacle…….

A little alluring, as if tempting.

The corners of her eyes curve gracefully and her smile deepens.

And then, Ashera begins to change her voice into a more gentle tone.

After that, I spit it out.

-If the disciple wins this magic battle.

For White, you can never let go.

-I’ll grant you one wish.

…… A word like that.

“…… !”

White’s pupils instantly dilated.

In an instant, his eyes towards Ashera begin to take on a strange light.

White pursed her lips as if asking if that was true.

-Yes, of course.

Towards White, Asherah clapped her hands small and a bright smile appeared on her face.

-No matter what kind of wish or request. Just one thing, I’ll make sure to listen to it.

“… ….”

-How is it? If this is enough, the disciple will be a little motivated, right?

…… Adding that, Ashera finished her remarks.

“…… Under.”

Ugh!

Shortly after, the eight overlapping rings attached to White’s heart began to rotate violently.

The empty, tired-looking face changed its nature in an instant.

‘A wish… …. I’m not even a kid, so I’m going to fall for that?’

Inwardly, I spit it out.

At some point, the light of desire that could not be concealed appeared above White’s eyes.

‘hahahaha, Master is really… ….’

Contrary to what he thought, one corner of his mouth starts to go up.

And that’s it.

[On the birthday of His Majesty, wizards from all over the continent unfold an Imperial Magic Battle! That final round of 32 starts now!]

Beep!

The host’s whistle filled the stadium.

Quaaa!

There really wasn’t even an interval between them, and the very next moment, White violently raised mana.

“…… What, what is this-“

The big man, White’s opponent, and a powerful member of the 5th circle who had reached the finals of the magic match, couldn’t help but express his dismay at the oppressive mana pressure.

And before that man could prepare her defenses by moving her mana to strengthen her whole body.

“—Explode.”

A brief starter word leaked out of White’s lips.

Shortly thereafter, a huge flame erupted from the center of the arena.

aaa

…… Along with the desperate screams of a man whose whole body was enveloped in a burning sensation.