Mart was sitting in the chair in front of his desk.
The next day would be the finals of the battles for both the third-year and fourth-year students.
Since he wasn’t interested in attending, he had decided to go into seclusion again. For the mont, he only had a drop of Demon God’s blood because the demonic reward he had obtained after being kissed by the mysterious entity was a demonic sword that looked impressive but was sowhat damaged.
At the mont, Mart could find no better option than to seclude himself, as his idea of hunting corroded monsters on Marrac Mountain had been ruined by the conspiring demons and humans.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Mart waved his hand and opened the door to the room.
Deniris had entered, her rabbit ears slightly tilted, wearing one of the maids’ uniforms.
Deniris approached Mart, sat on his lap, and looked at him shyly.
"What’s wrong? Did soone bother you?" Mart asked her.
Deniris shook her head and then kissed Mart on the lips, after which she lowered her gaze and her rabbit ears tilted further.
[You have stolen the first kiss of the woman of the beast race: reward]
Mart sighed. He was going to question the fact that he hadn’t stolen the first kiss, but he decided not to waste his ti.
Mart looked at Deniris’ hands. She was trembling slightly. He knew he hadn’t spoken to her again about the issue that had co up between them at the marquisate.
"Do you want to be mine?" Mart asked her.
Deniris looked up shyly and nodded. He caressed Deniris’ rabbit ears, and then she rested her head on Mart’s chest.
"I will never betray you, I swear by my sacred spirit," she said shyly.
Mart felt the magical energy around Deniris after she made that oath.
Mart smiled as he thought about how simple things would have been if the people in his previous life had been forced to fulfill their obligations by an oath whose breach is not open to loopholes and carries a punishnt on the essence or life of the one who has sworn it.
Mart hugged her tightly and then they kissed lightly. Once she got used to it, the kiss beca deeper and she shuddered.
"You have to work, right?" Mart asked, looking at her calmly.
She nodded.
"Now you’re mine. Don’t let anyone bother you." Mart kissed her on the forehead, and her rabbit ears stood up and twitched a little. Mart smiled and added, "I’m going into seclusion. You can co see once I’m done."
Deniris kissed Mart lightly on the lips in a way that Mart found tender and intimate. Then she got up and left the room.
...
A few minutes later, Mart sat down on the floor in a ditative position.
He wanted to do everything possible to increase his attributes, because his fourth year was approaching and he would be able to re-enter the restricted library, which ant he would be able to read the book "Demonic Hearts" again, but he wanted to beco strong enough to withstand any test the book might impose on him.
[Transferring a drop of Demon God’s blood...]
The hellish process of integrating with the Demon God’s blood was not long in coming, but Mart’s face showed great concentration, his ntal strength was unquestionable.
••••
At night. The sky was cloudy, and the moon was barely visible through the clouds.
The fire was burning.
People were screaming and running away in all directions.
The sll of blood filled the air.
So buildings reduced to rubble were collapsing.
The naked and defiled bodies of so beautiful won with their clothes torn were scattered in different places.
The heads of the magicians and warriors who had protected the city until the end were placed on stakes, and their bodies were being devoured by monsters and wild beasts led by demons.
"Mom... Mom, where are you?" asked a child, but then a demonic wolf pounced on him and tore his flesh apart as the child scread until he was lifeless.
A man ran until an ogre stopped him with a blow from a club. The obese ogre with grotesque skin tore off the man’s limbs and slowly ate them.
So demons of various appearances continued to search the area for survivors.
"Don’t let a single human live. Those disgusting creatures must suffer. Ha ha ha," said a dark green-skinned demon with broken black horns and an eye patch.
"I found a tunnel!" exclaid one demon.
"Let’s attack! Maybe there are so who can be used as slaves," said another demon.
When the demons entered the tunnel, they found a large hall where several won and children had taken refuge shortly after being alerted to the demons’ attack.
The won and children were terrified, and so won wearing the sacred robes of the Temple of Endless Heaven were praying.
"Let’s enjoy ourselves before enslaving them!" exclaid one of the demons in a malicious and morbid tone.
Cut!
Blood!
Bang!
So individuals wearing black robes that emitted a dark energy entered and easily killed the demons present.
"Protect the survivors," said a firm voice coming from one of the individuals in black robes who was holding a thin sword that emitted a white energy that caused an ominous feeling.
After the man’s words, other figures in white robes and hoods entered to help the survivors.
Outside, figures in gray robes and demonic weapons made from the remains of demons took care of eliminating the monsters and demonic beasts.
...
What happened in that city happened in several other cities that night and on subsequent nights.
...
In the distance, under so trees, two demons wore black robes and hoods as they watched the destruction as if they were not involved in what was happening.
"We have lost several demon allies in these riots. Is this okay? What do we gain from this?" asked the necromancer demon.
"Chaos, and from chaos cos insecurity and instability. If we take advantage of it, we will bring down the Argaris Republic," replied the other demon, waving his hand, which created a mist that enveloped them, and then they disappeared from human territory.
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