The Misfit of Demon King Academy

“……..Are you related to the founder?”

Fumu, I see.

He remembers the Demon King of Tyranny but doesn’t understand who I am. In other words, he believes the Demon King of Tyranny is someone other than me.

It might be related to his lost memory but it’s certainly a strange story. The top of the academy is the old 7 Demon Emperors. Even if Aivis really lost his memory it’s impossible for all 7 of them to lose their memories. This is no coincidence.

Has his memory been tampered with? Or are you pretending not to remember?

“Certainly, I feel a sense of nostalgia from your magic.”

“Really?”

“Aah. I have no doubt that we were acquainted 2000 years ago.”

In any event, I can’t understand anything from this conversation only.

“Do you need something from me?”

“I do, but first I’m going to try to make you remember.”

All the students, Emilia, Sasha and Misha all watch me anxiously as I walk straight over to Aivis.

I slowly grab the skeletons face causing the whole classroom to panic.

“Wha wha wha wha wha Arnos-kun!!”

“He’s done it…..that fellow!!”

While the noisy students yammer on I draw a magic formation in my palm.

“Remember. Your lord. My name is Arnos Voldigod.”

The magic that I used was Recollection . It recalls distant and far off memories.

However, there’s no answer.

“…..It’s no use. The memory no longer exists in my head. I can’t remember it because it’s gone. Recollection cannot return that which is lost.”

“Then how about this?”

I develop multiple magic formations and use origin magic Time Manipulation and stack up multiple Recollections .

“…..This is…….what are you doing…..? In my head…..an image is emerging……”

“If the memory is completely gone from your head then Time Manipulation will go back in time in a limited way. In this case 2000 years ago then Recollection will recall the memory from there.”

“….Impossible…..! To go back in time…… Is there a grand magic to transcend time…….!?”

“It’s a type of origin magic though it’s usability is quite strict.”

The origin of Aivis’ memory of the Demon King Arnos from 2000 years ago. By following the flow of time back using I can let it form.

In the head of Aivis, the experiences from 2000 years ago should be flowing like a revolving lantern.

“…..Certainly, I’ve gone back 2000 years in my memories…..”

However, it’s not there.

Even 2000 years ago there is no memory in the head of Aivis of the Demon King Arnos Voldigod.

Of course can only pull the memory out if it exists in the head of Aivis. I can only read the surface but my name should be there at the very least yet when I looked not even my name existed.

What came out instead and it came out many times was the name Demon King of Cruelty Avos Dillheavia.

“Why? Why is my memory not returning?”

“Your memory from 2000 years ago has been beautifully erased and I don’t know when from exactly.”

Simply put, the past has been tampered with. In the head of Aivis, the memory of the Demon King Arnos was forgotten right from its start point.

This was done by magic.

Yare yare. What a nasty story.

I can’t fight it either. Not from 2000 years ago.

“I see, however, thank you Arnos. It’s a fine crop just knowing this much. It means someone is hostile against me.”

Are you serious or pretending ignorance? It’s possible he tampered with the past himself.

I have no way of knowing.

“Don’t mind it. Let’s start the class.”

When I go back to my seat the students start whispering again.

“What was that…….!?”

“I don’t know! He grabbed the head on one of the old 7 Demon Emperors and got told thank you!!”

“Why a thank you…….!?”

“Perhaps that was his plan.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean he got thanked by one of the old 7 Demon Emperors!!”

“That fellow…….Is he really an inept person?”

“…….Amazing…….I have no idea what’s going on at all…..it’s too much!!”

I pull out my chair and sit down. Misha leans over and speaks to me.

“…….I’m glad you are okay……”

From my other side, Sasha says.

“I cannot believe you.”

Yare yare. So much noise over the dullest of things like usual.

However, Avos Dillheavia.

I had thought that my name got corrupted by mistake over the years but it’s darker than that.

The old 7 Demon Emperors, this Academy and me being branded an inept person.

All of it appears to be intended.

I’ve got no proof but I know it to be true.

Avos Dillheavia. Someone is trying to replace me.