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A Cadet Becomes a Prophet?! Chapter 271

Chapter 271

“It⁠ had been a long time since‍‍‌ I breathed the​ air of another⁠‌⁠ dimension.”

The‌‌ sixtieth demon, Vapula,⁠‍⁠ inhaled deeply.

His​ greenish pupils slanted⁠‍⁠ downward, observing the⁠‌ land.

Below,​‌ he saw the‍⁠ tiny humans—insignificant insects.⁠

Killing‍‍‍ them, bathing in‍‍‍ their blood—that would‍‌‍ be a delight.​‌‌

Their‍ screams would be​ a symphony, more‌⁠ beautiful than any​‌ instrument.

“How‌‍ will I kill‌ them so the‍‌ other demons say​ I did it‍ well?”

Thousands​​⁠ of ways to‌ torture humans crossed⁠‍ his mind.

───!‍

Something⁠‍ fell from the​ sky, abruptly interrupting‍ his thoughts.

“Khh…!”⁠‍‌

A gigantic impact struck​⁠‌ his back; he‌‍ didn’t even have⁠‌‍ time to scream‌‍ before crashing to‌ the ground.

“What⁠ the hell…?”

Who​‍ was the insect⁠​ that dared interrupt​‌ the thoughts of​‌ this divine body…?​

— Kyuu!

Turning‍‍⁠ his head, he‍‌​ saw the culprit‌​ clinging to his‌⁠⁠ back, waving at‍‌‌ him.

“…Scrap‌‍ metal?”

A pile of metal,‌​ daring to touch‍ him?

He⁠ didn’t even have​‍⁠ time to curse.‌‌‌

Fwoosh.‌‍

A ring of flames‌⁠⁠ engulfed him. They‍ were white as‍‌​ clouds, yet carried​​‍ an unbearably pure‌ aura.

“The​​ Adversary…!”

It‌‌‌ was the most​ repulsive power for​ his kind—the energy​​​ of their natural​ enemy.

Enraged,​‍‍ he unleashed his⁠⁠ demonic magic.

The⁠​ black mist clashed‍‍​ with the flames;‌​ the pressure of​‌ the impact sent‌‍ the metallic golem‌⁠ flying.

“You⁠‍‍ dare challenge me?‌​ You’re a thousand​ years too early!”​​

Vapula‌‍ roared in fury.⁠

The⁠‍‌ front of the‌​⁠ wall of fire‍⁠ collapsed, and immediately​⁠ a killing intent⁠ pierced through him.⁠

Slash!‌​

Before‍⁠‍ he could react,‍​​ his wings were‌‌ cut.

The​‍ demon fell.

Fragments‌‌ of the white‌⁠ fire regrouped and​‍‍ stuck to his‍ skin, burning it.​⁠

“Kroaaaaghhh!”​

A scream of pain‌‌ shook the air.‌ His massive body‌ crashed to the‍ ground with a dull thud.

“A‌⁠‍ lion with wings‌‍ like a griffin.‍ Red mane, green​‌‍ eyes—you are the‌‍ sixtieth demon, Vapula.”⁠‌‌

A small shadow loomed⁠​‍ over him.

A pair of red⁠⁠ human eyes looked‌​⁠ down at him‌‍ from above.

A mere human, daring​‌ to look at⁠‍‌ him like that?‌‌⁠

“You’re⁠​ Fernan Pellenberg! How​‍‌ dare you look‍‍‌ down on me?‍‌ Do you want⁠ to die?”

“What⁠​ nonsense are you‌​ spouting.”

Die?​⁠⁠ He hadn’t even‌ spent half the‍ money he had​ worked so hard‍⁠ to earn.

“…What⁠ what nonsense are‌‍‌ you saying?”

Suddenly,‍​‍ Fernan’s body vanished​‌ into the earth​ as if absorbed.‍‌‍

A moment later, a gigantic shadow loomed⁠‍⁠ over him.

“What—?”‌‌

The‌​​ metallic scrap that​​​ had once been⁠‌ his size had‌​ grown to ten‌‌ meters, raising a foot to crush‌​⁠ him.

“Damn⁠ insolent insect!”

Humiliation.⁠

Though‌ he had just‌⁠ been summoned and⁠ was still acclimating,​‌​ to suffer such‍⁠ an affront from‌‍ a human and​‌⁠ a golem was‍‍ intolerable.

Furious,⁠‍ he opened his​‌ mouth and unleashed‍⁠ a blast of⁠ concentrated energy.

───!​​

An‌‌ explosion shook the⁠⁠ area. The golem​ staggered, retreating.

But​​‍ in that same‍ instant.

Slash—​

A clean slash opened‌ in his skin.​‌‍

Fernan,​⁠⁠ the arrogant human,⁠​ had struck again.‌​

The⁠⁠ aura shining at⁠ the tip of‌⁠‌ his sword was⁠‍⁠ not something to⁠⁠ be dismissed as‍ mere bravado.

“You‍‌ dare…!”

Vapula​⁠⁠ swiped to deflect⁠ the next thrust,​‌ but the flames,⁠​​ which had subsided,​‍ engulfed him once‍ more.

The‌ fire clung to​ his demonic energy,⁠ feeding on it.‌​​

And‍​ on top of⁠‌⁠ that, the golem‍ fell again from‌ the sky.

This‌​ time, wielding a massive sword.

“Damn‍⁠ it!”

He​⁠‌ tried to dodge,​​‍ but the flames⁠​⁠ clinging to his‍‌ body slowed him‌⁠‍ down.

The‍⁠⁠ knight’s sword plunged​ into a blind‍⁠ spot.

Crack!⁠‌

He‍⁠ couldn’t avoid it‌​ completely—the golem’s blade⁠ severed the last‍​ tendon holding his‍ remaining wing.

“Grrraaaaaghhh!”‍​

For⁠​ the first time⁠ in a thousand‍⁠‌ years, Vapula felt​‌ real wounds—true pain.⁠‍‍

Crunch—​

A sword pierced through​​ his open jaw.‌⁠

He⁠ tried to bite​‍ it, but it‌‍ was impossible—the blade‍ was coated in⁠​‌ aura that even‌ his fangs couldn’t‍ penetrate.

The‌⁠​ internal slash tore‍⁠ open his mouth,‌‍ and the flames‍​ of the Adversary⁠⁠‍ invaded his insides.​

The⁠‍ pain was indescribable.‍‌⁠

At‍ last, he understood‍​ the situation had⁠‌ exceeded what a demon’s pride could‌​‌ endure.

If​​​ not for that‌ cursed energy.

If​ not for that‍​ damned power, he‌ would never have‍‌‍ been cornered like‌‌‌ this by a mere human.

But‌‌ he wouldn’t die​‍‍ in a rage.‍‌⁠

He‍​⁠ manipulated his demonic‍⁠ energy and began‌ to enlarge his⁠​‌ body.

If‍‍ the enemy was‌‍‌ huge, he would⁠‌ become even bigger.‍‌

That‌⁠​ cursed flame wouldn’t⁠⁠⁠ be able to​ cover him entirely.⁠⁠‌

The‍‍‌ flames were annoying,​ but the difference‍ between a candle‍ and a blaze​⁠‌ was scale.

However—​​

“What…?‌‍ What are you?‍ You can’t be⁠⁠ human!”

As‍​‍ he grew, so​ did the wall‍​⁠ of white flames​ surrounding him.

There‍‍ was no way​​​ a mere human​ could harbor such⁠⁠ fire.

“I’m‌​‌ human.”

But‌⁠ he added calmly.⁠‍

“It’s‌​‍ just that I’ve‌⁠ taken too many​ elixirs since childhood.”‌‍

Across‍⁠​ the continent, no​ one had consumed​‌ more elixirs than⁠‍​ Fernan Pellenberg.

And‌⁠ after assimilating the⁠‍‌ Dragon’s Heart, his‌ body expanded beyond‌‍⁠ human limits.

The‍‍ residual mana that​ had remained dormant⁠​ for years united⁠ in perfect harmony.​

His⁠‌ energy, his being,⁠‍⁠ transformed into something‍ else.

Combined⁠ with the immense‍​‌ power of the‍ Dragon’s Heart, Fernan​⁠‌ was certain of‌‌ one thing.

There‌ was no human​ in this world⁠​ with more mana⁠ than him.

And​​ not just that—not⁠ even a demon​​‌ could surpass him.​

“Th-this‌⁠‌ is impossible…!”

But​‌ it wasn’t arrogance.⁠

Even​‍​ unleashing all his‍​⁠ demonic energy, Vapula‌​ couldn’t stop the⁠​ flames surrounding him.⁠‍⁠

That​‌‌ confusion was all‍⁠​ Fernan needed—the knight,‌‍ nearly a Royal⁠⁠⁠ Knight, climbed his‍⁠ gigantic body.

The‌‍ spirit golem returned‍​‍ to position.

“By​ the way, you’re⁠‍⁠ weaker than I expected.”

It​‍ wasn’t that he​‍‌ was weak to‍ fire—but everything is⁠⁠​ relative.

“You⁠​ don’t have even⁠ half the pressure​‌‌ of Kimaris. I guess something went​ wrong with your‌ summoning.”

Among‌‍ demons, there was​​⁠ no fixed hierarchy,⁠​⁠ so Vapula and‌ Kimaris should be‍‌ on the same‍ level.

And⁠​‍ yet, this one⁠​ felt incomplete.

He‌‍⁠ reminded Fernan of⁠‍ Andromalius.

“Did⁠ you weaken from‌​​ a rushed summoning?”‍​

“Shut⁠‍ up! I don’t‌‌ need full strength⁠ to crush a human like you!”​⁠⁠

Even‌​​ with his damaged⁠​‍ body, he believed‍ he could still⁠⁠ tear him apart.‌

But‍⁠‌ at that moment,‍‌ Luina slid through‍ his leg, leaving‌​⁠ a wound from‍⁠‍ ankle to shoulder.⁠

“Graaaghhh!”⁠​⁠

His​‍​ tail was crushed.‍​​

“Why…?​ Why were these‍ bastards waiting for⁠‍ me the moment‌ I descended…?”

The‍ demon screamed, torn.⁠‌

“Dantalion,⁠ damn you! You‌ planned all this—you‍​⁠ and your lackeys…!”​⁠‌

And‍ those were his‍ final words.

Luina’s⁠​⁠ sword, wrapped in‍ an aura as‍‍ immense as the⁠‍ golem’s, cleaved him‍​‌ in two—along with‍‌ the sky.

An‍⁠‍ undignified death for​ a demon.

***​​‍

“…This‌‍ is impossible!”

The⁠ man engulfed in​⁠ crimson flames fell‍ to the ground.​

The‌‍ spear in his​ left hand had⁠ shattered, and the‌‌​ flaming skull in⁠‍ his right had‌ long since turned‍ to dust.

“How…?​⁠‌ How can this​‌ be happening?!”

The⁠ 58th demon, Amy,‌ could not accept‌⁠⁠ reality.

Defeat?‌‍ A great demon⁠‌ falling to a mere human?

And⁠ he wasn’t even​‌⁠ alone.

Even‍​ with Vapula at‍​​ his side, both‌​⁠ had been hunted‍ down, one after‍​ the other.

Demons,⁠​‍ hunted by humans.‍

If​ the other demons⁠ found out, he⁠ would never be​​‌ able to raise‌ his head in‌‍‍ hell again.

“I‌‌ suppose I should‍‌‌ thank Principal Rosalia.”‌​

Thanks‌​ to those painful‌‌ experiments, he had‌⁠ come to understand⁠​ the exact extent​⁠ of his limits.‌‌

The‍⁠ man with the‌‍ cursed energy looked​⁠‌ down on him,⁠ speaking in a calm voice.

“The⁠​‌ fifty-eighth demon, Amy.‍ If you had⁠⁠ brought Ahgrot with‍‌ you, maybe you’d⁠‌ be happier—ah, right,⁠‌‌ maybe you didn’t‌ know.”

He​⁠​ murmured incomprehensible words‌⁠ while mocking him.‍‍‍

“What​‍ are you? How‌‌‌ did you obtain⁠ that power? No,​⁠‍ wait…! How can‌‌ a human wield‌‌‌ that force so⁠ naturally?”

“Simple.​‌ You just have‍‌ to become a test subject.”

“What…?”‍

Fernan⁠ summoned a white​ flame.

Amy⁠​​ clenched his teeth,‍​ feeling the pressure⁠​ of that cursed⁠‍⁠ energy.

“If⁠‌ I told you⁠​⁠ how I obtained​⁠‍ it, would you⁠⁠ answer something in​ return?”

“What‍‌ are you saying?”‌‍

“I⁠​‌ know the origin​​ of this power.”​

That’s​⁠ why he had‍⁠⁠ so many questions.​‌

Fernan‍⁠​ murmured.

“About⁠‌ a thousand years⁠ ago, the demons⁠‌ invaded this world,‍ leading the corrupt​ and King Colomo.​ And around a thousand years ago,‌‌‍ the Cult of‍ the Dragon God‍ also emerged, fighting‌‍ against you and⁠‍‍ the magic you⁠‍ use.”

“Nonsense!⁠ Magic belongs to⁠‍ us! It wasn’t‍ invented by those​⁠ reptiles! They’re thieves​ who stole it‌‍‌ from us…!”

“If‌‌ the cult’s priests‍‌ heard you, they’d⁠​ be foaming at⁠​ the mouth.”

Well,‍ he was a demon after all.​

“I⁠ don’t care who’s‌⁠ the master and⁠‌⁠ who’s the servant.​ I just want​​ to know the‍⁠‍ connection between dragons⁠​‌ and you.”

Why⁠‌‍ did they appear‌‌ almost at the‌ same time?

Why⁠‌ do their powers⁠‍ devour each other?​​⁠

And​ why do the‌ dragons seem to‍ stand above?

“You‌‌ think I’ll tell​ you!”

“I‌​ see.”

Fernan⁠ nodded calmly.

“Then​⁠⁠ don’t say anything.”​‌‌

He​ hadn’t expected much‌‍‍ anyway.

“I’ll​ send the other‌‌‌ demons back too.​ Go to hell‍ and wait for​‍ me there.”

More‌ important than understanding​ why dragon power⁠ was the natural‍‍ enemy of demons‌‍‌ was using it⁠ to annihilate them.⁠​‌

“I⁠​ should’ve brought Aint.⁠‌ With him here,⁠ I could’ve made​‍​ better use of⁠‍ your souls…”

He​‌⁠ murmured quietly, and​⁠‍ then—

Fwoooosh.‌‌‌

Amy’s⁠⁠‌ entire body burst‍⁠ into flames.

His​​ feared hellfire was⁠​ effortlessly devoured by‌​⁠ the white flame.⁠

“Are⁠ you all right,⁠ sir?”

“A‌​⁠ bit later and‌‍ that flame would’ve​‍‌ taken my mustache.”⁠‌⁠

“If‌​ you can joke,⁠⁠⁠ I guess you’re​⁠⁠ fine.”

“Joke?‌ Have you seen⁠‍‍ the state I’m‍​⁠ in?”

Armond‍‌‍ Merschdorf, covered in​‌ blood, let out​⁠​ a bitter laugh.‍⁠​

“All⁠​ in all, the‌‌ future of the‌‌ Pellenberg looks bright.​ I never imagined​⁠ the young master‍⁠ would become such‍‍⁠ a monster.”

“All‍⁠‌ thanks to the‌​ Dragon’s Heart.”

“But⁠‌ not just anyone​​‍ who receives a legendary sword can‌ wield it well.‍​ I’ve always thought,‍ young master—you underestimate‌ yourself too much.​ Although now, with​​ the whole world⁠ watching, there’s no​‍ point hiding it‌‌​ anymore.”

Armond‌​ let out a hearty laugh.

***‍⁠

“…This⁠‌ can’t be.”

The‍‍ commander of the‌‌⁠ Third Anti-Monster Battalion,‍ Javal Lifanu, rubbed​ his eyes.

Was‍​​ he really seeing‌ that?

Leaving⁠ the feudal territory,⁠ he had only‌‍‌ one thought escape.⁠

Two‌ demons.

One​ alone could destroy‍‌‍ an entire kingdom.⁠‍‌

Victory‍ was impossible.

That​⁠​ was the logical​ conclusion.

He‍‍ knew Fernan Pellenberg​⁠​ had fought demons​‌ before, but that‍‌ was when he​⁠‌ was with Aint‌⁠‍ Armian.

A golem?

No‍ matter how powerful,‍‌‍ could it compare​‍‍ to a demon?⁠‍​

If‌⁠ Aint had been‍‌⁠ there, it would’ve⁠​​ been different.

But‌⁠ Fernan was alone.​⁠​

And​⁠ no matter how​ formidable Luina Bercheff​ was as a swordswoman, she couldn’t⁠​⁠ face two demons‍‌ at once.

That’s‌ why he told⁠ them to flee.‌‍‍

But⁠⁠‍ Fernan chose to​‍⁠ stay.

This‍‍ is madness. It’s​ suicide.

He‍‍ regretted the fate‌ of the civilians‍ in the area,​ but he wouldn’t⁠‌ add the blood⁠​ of his men​ to the massacre.‌‍‌

He‍ would do the‍​​ only sensible thing—go​‍‌ to Aint for‌‍​ reinforcements, gather the‌⁠‍ royal army to⁠⁠ face the demons.⁠

So,‍ when Fernan decided‌​‌ to stay, he‌ gave up.

Not‍‍‍ even the king’s‍ mandate to protect⁠⁠‌ Fernan at all​‍ costs could apply‌‍ under those circumstances.​

If‍ they stayed, they’d‌ only increase the‍ body count.

And‌ then, the demons​‍ were summoned.

“By⁠ all the heavens…”‌

A gigantic winged lion‌‌ and a man‌ wrapped in red⁠​‍ flames.

He‌ didn’t know their​⁠ names, but recognized‌⁠‌ them instantly by‌ instinct.

The‌‌‍ density of mana,​⁠‍ the sense of‍⁠⁠ imminent death—that could​⁠‍ only mean demons.⁠⁠

“We‌⁠⁠ have to flee!​‍ If you want‍‌ to live, get⁠ as far away‍⁠ as possible!”

But​⁠​ at that moment—​‌

BOOOOOOM!​

One⁠⁠ of the demons‌⁠‍ crashed down with‌ a deafening roar.​

“…Eh?”⁠⁠‍

It​‌ was a golem.​‌

The‌⁠​ same one said⁠ to change size‌ at will—Fernan’s golem.​⁠

“Could⁠‍ it be…?”

One​ of the soldiers‌⁠ dared to hope.‌

But​‍‍ Javal shook his‌ head.

“If​‍ a simple golem‍‌ could defeat a demon, humanity would’ve‍ conquered hell by​ now.”

“Yes…​‌ I guess you’re‍⁠‍ right.”

“Come‍ on. We have‍⁠ no time to⁠⁠ lose. We can’t​ waste the sacrifice‍⁠ they’re—”

─────!!‍‌

A demonic roar tore⁠⁠ through the air.⁠​

And⁠ then, a white⁠ flame devoured the⁠ demon.

“He​‌⁠ doesn’t seem to‍​ be suffering?”

“Maybe‌‌ he still has​​ some trick left.”‌⁠⁠

Even​ from far away,‍​‍ the impact of⁠‍‌ the battle was​‍⁠ intense.

And‌​ in the end.⁠

“…Holy‌ heavens.”

Javal⁠ even forgot to⁠​ flee.

A demon—a gigantic lion—was‍‍ being hunted.

By‍ Fernan Pellenberg, Luina‍ Bercheff, and the‌‍ golem.

“…A⁠‌ hero.”

He​ muttered without realizing⁠‍​ it.

Wasn’t‌‍‌ demon-slaying the ultimate​ act of a hero?

Not⁠‍⁠ only Aint Armian​‍‌ was a hero.‌​

The‍⁠ Pellenberg had a hero too.

“Long⁠⁠​ live Fernan Pellenberg!”‍‍

The​‍ white flames consuming‍‌​ the demon resembled​ the sacred fire​‌⁠ of the dragons‌‌‌ in legends.

“Long‌​‌ live Fernan Pellenberg!”‌‍⁠

The‍ soldiers of the‍‌​ Third Battalion chanted​‌ with him.

“The‌⁠‍ demon has fallen!‍​⁠ Fernan Pellenberg and​ Luina Bercheff defeated⁠‌‌ it!”

“The‍⁠ new Archmage and‌ the new Royal⁠​ Knight!”

Javal​‌ was convinced—they were​‌ witnessing the birth‌‍‌ of heroes, a new generation of‍ superhumans.

Nothing‍ else could explain​‌ what they had‌‍⁠ just seen.

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