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Chapter 226: Azazel’s new home

Chapter 226: Azazel’s new home

The way Viktor rewrote those people’s memories was like this. The prophecy said when the human king will summon the heroes, the demon lord will come to Erok. The demon lord will not be someone from the human race but he will be somehow related to the demons. Means, he will be a mixed race between human and another demonic race but not from a pure-blood demon. But he will possess a pure demonic aura purer than any demon can possess.

Viktor erased those memories where he met Keya as the demon lord. In that memory gap, he recreated a moment where he promised Keya he’d introduce her to the demon lord because he’s related to him by blood. The demon lord is his brother’s only son and his mother was a half demon. She died after she gave birth to her son. Also, the demon lord’s biological father who was a human had died even before he was born.

After his sister-in-law’s death, he took care of his nephew in secret because he found out he was the demon lord. Despite being a human, he disliked the way humans think about demons and wanted to kill the demon lord by summoning the heroes from another world.

He chose to step up for the demon race and taught his nephew everything about humans and their weaknesses.

’Well, that’s what the story said about the relationship between me and the fake demon lord-_-.’

Viktor taught Azazel about this fake story and added a little spice. He used his telepathy to communicate with him and said, *Now, if you win this war, I will grant you a wish. Be their demon lord and rule over the demon realm. Of course, I’ll be there anytime if you need me. I’m your uncle after all. So call me Uncle Viktor from now on.*

*I will not disappoint you, my lord.*

Viktor smiled and said, "Kid, introduce yourself to her. It’s okay to be a little edgy, but she’s one of your people after all."

Azazel nodded his head and looked at Keya.

"I am Azazel Von Numen, 9 years old. Uncle Viktor has raised me since I was an infant. I am greatly indebted to him so as a demon lord, I will protect him from any harm. I may look like a child but I’ve lived 9 years. As a demon lord, 9 years means I am already an adult. I hope you don’t judge me by my appearance."

Keya again knelt in front of him and said, "We are also indebted to sir Viktor because he took care of our great lord. We will think of him as one of our people and promise not to harm him. Please come to our realm and become our saviour."

"Yes, I will. But it’s not the time yet. As a demon, I don’t think killing them right now is a great idea. I will let them grow stronger so I can at least enjoy the fight. My uncle taught me to save the best part of the meal at last. This is the best way to enjoy one’s fullest."

Keya kept her eyes fixed on the floor and said, "I will follow what our lord says."

Viktor glanced at her record and saw there was no sign of doubt or lack of loyalty. ’Everything is going as I planned. Now I will look after the heroes while Azazel can start his test. I will nourish the heroes so Azazel can have a great fight while I’m busy researching the link.

Hah... I feel like a huge burden was lifted from my shoulder.’

Viktor then used his telepathy and said to Azazel, *I will give you your first task. Find out what they are guarding and why it is so important to them.*

*Yes, my lord.*

Viktor then stood up and said, "Keya, I’ll leave him in your care now. My class will start at 9 so I have only a few hours to sleep. Make sure the house is silent."

He then walked out of the guest room leaving Azazel to Keya and opened his record book on the way to his room.

’My powers are slowly coming back to me. But it’s still not enough to cast any time spell. Even though I have full access to my dimension room, I can’t use the infinity mana stones as my backup energy. Because I’m afraid the tower system will identify it as a cheat. Moreover, I know the god of dungeons is recording my every movement so it’s not safe to reveal my trump cards.

They are my business secret.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t enter my dimension room. It’s a room that only the owner has the permission to enter. Even a king god can’t enter anyone’s room.

I must continue my work and finish building the nectar potion machine before I figure out how to open the door to the tower link chamber.’

Viktor took off all of his clothes and went under the blanket like a caterpillar. He was super exhausted after a long battle so he fell asleep quickly. His stomach was also filled so it didn’t take much time for him to fall asleep.

That night, he didn’t even wake up in his library realm.

...

Morning at 8:42...

"Sir Viktor. You must wake up. Your class will start at 9."

After calling him for over half an hour, Viktor finally woke up from his sleep. He was so sleepy that he almost mistook Keya for Adonis.

"Ugh...Adonis. What time is it..."

Keya became annoyed and pulled his blanket. Since her memories were erased, the part where Viktor was a demon lord had changed into a human. So in her eyes, Viktor was a human who took care of the demon lord and currently enjoying his life in luxury in her house.

"Wake up!!!!!!"

"Huh!!? Where am I?"

"Didn’t you say last night that you have a lecture at 9? It’s 8:45!!"

Viktor rubbed his sleepy eyes and cast floating magic around his body. Since his magic was on the same level as a king’s guardian, he no longer needed the help of his magic staff.

"S..sir Viktor. You ..you are an S-rank magician? Not even our king can cast a high-level magic spell..."

Viktor opened his eyes clearly and replied, "I’m the demon lord’s uncle, idiot..."

In just a second, he prepared himself and out of nowhere, a blue apple came out of nowhere in his hand. He then fixed his hair and munched on the apple that had blue flesh inside.

"Keya, take Azazel into the realm of demons today. It’s not safe for him to walk around the human realm."

"I..I will, sir Viktor."

Viktor looked away and opened the door by kicking it. He then thought, ’Just leave, damn it. I have lots of work to do...’

...

The clock turned 9:01.

Viktor rushed inside the classroom with his notebook and attendance book. Compared to Friday, there were fewer students so he thought the demons in disguise had left for their ceremony.

Since the arrival of the demon lord had spread all over the demon realm, all the demons went back to their home to see their lord and to listen to his godly words.

Viktor opened the attendance book and wrote down all the names and the absent students.

At that moment the saint said, "Why don’t you call our names when you write it down? Are you going to hold us in our exam by saying that we weren’t present in your class?"

"So that’s how people mistreat others in your world. That’s fascinating because the class is under the principal’s surveillance."

Viktor smirked and said, "The world you came from seems pretty corrupted."

Akira, the great swordsman, asked, "Professor Viktor, I heard you were going to be our dungeon raid instructors. Can you explain what a dungeon is?"

"You can ask that question in today’s practical class. I’m going to teach you guys about casting intermediate magic spells. The black hair with glasses, stand up."

One of the otherworldly heroes stood up and said, "It’s Himiko, professor."

"What is magic?" Viktor asked.

"Magic is a supernatural phenomenon that occurs when a mysterious force influences an object."

"Yes, but what is magic? What is the base of it?"

The whole class became silent.

"Magic is the reality of one’s imagination. To cast magic, you need imagination more than you need mana. You need to imagine yourself casting a spell when you need to do magic. Like this.."

Viktor lift his index finger and said, "■■■" that nobody couldn’t understand. All the heroes’ systems also failed to pick up that line so they viewed the spell as an error.

After he cast an unknown spell, a small flame started to light above his finger.

"This is simple fire magic."

The saint stood up and screamed, "What spell did you just cast!!"

Viktor looked at her with an annoyed expression and said, "Is this how you ask your professor questions in his class? Akira, is this how your world taught your kids how to behave in front of their teacher? If it’s true, then I am so disappointed in everyone."

"N..no professor. She’s just a little sad because of our sudden summon. Please don’t mind her behaviour. I hope you can understand our situation."

"Very well then. Akira, you’re in charge of controlling the heroes from now on. Please take care of their mental health because you’re the heroes. I hope you guys already know what happens when a hero doesn’t abide by god’s words."

Akira made the saint calm down and Viktor barely taught anything after that because he was pissed.

He simply left the class without giving any homework.

’Tsk... what a pain...’