The Elemental Sword Demon King

The Elemental Sword Demon King
Episode 12: First Class Ruckus


"Daughter, that's almost s*sexual abuse." When Kaizo answered like that, the person who asked the question reddened to his ears.


"Have you decided on your team?"


"Team?"


"Of course the team for this upcoming Sword Style Festival"


"Aah!"


The Sword Style Festival which will be held two months later will be in the format of a five-man team battle group. Kaizo, as one person, could not enter by himself, he needed to find another elementalist and form a team.


"Until now, I don't have a team. I'll start looking for my other teammates now."


(In two months, whether I'll find such a person, I don't know. I hope it works somehow.)


"Is it true, that you have tamed a sword-sealed spirit that no one else can contract?"


"What?" Kaizo's brows frowned in surprise. It seemed like the words from the event this morning had already circulated in the academy.


"Who told you?"


"Yes, and I'm the one who tamed Kaizo who tamed that spirit!" Slowly getting up, Victoria said with a puff of her almost non-existent chest proudly.


"As I thought, it's you!"


The princesses shouted together in excitement. And one of them asked, "Kaizo, what's your relationship with Victoria?"


"Master and his slave spirit!" Victoria answered quickly.


"Omong empty. Don't answer for me!" Kaizo quickly retorted to Victoria who answered him with her hands on her hips.


"What, a brash slave spirit."


"When did I become your slave spirit!?"


Watching the interaction between these two people, the girls became more and more excited. The situation is almost out of control.


Suddenly a loud voice came from ahead. And that voice came from their teacher, Emilia money hitting her desk. The classroom was calm again.


"Args. Girls, stop! You, quickly pick your favorite seat."


"Y-Yeah!"


Emilia told Kaizo to come up to sit down, Kaizo happily climbed up. Of course, he would rather sit as far away as possible from the red-haired princess.


He started walking towards one of the seats in the back. At that moment, an agonizing skin whip coiled around his neck. His neck that was strangled in that way, he was pulled backwards.


"Args. Uhuk, uhuk. What are you doing?!"


"Where are you? Your seat is next to mine."


"Huh, who would sit in such a dangerous chair? Guah!"


While his neck was strangled, Kaizo tried to move forward.


"Hm, trying to defy me. I'll show you who the master is!"


Kaizo tries to let go of her whip, Victoria skillfully controls her whip and prevents her from doing so. It was more like a girl who was experienced in combat.


"So." Siaal."


He can't breathe. More and more oxygen stopped circulating in his brain. As he was on the verge of death, the sound of wind gusts faintly sounded, Kaizo's body suddenly released.


"Ohuk!" Kaizo coughed then lost balance and tripped over the stairs.


(What really happened?!)


"Huh!?"


Turning around, in front of him pierced to the floor was a sharp arrow. Not a metal arrow, this was a clear ice arrow that glittered from the reflection of the sunlight.


(Is this an elemental aero?) Kaizo murmured that seeing it was the same as Victoria's fire whip, the incarnation of their spirit was transformed into the shape of her weapon.


"Who is that?"


"Shame on you, Victoria Blade." An elegant voice sounded at the highest part of the class. Kaizo remained on the ground, looking up.


A beautiful young girl with incredible platinum blonde hair, standing with her hands on her hips. A high-class princess, as shown in the painted picture.


His skin was as white as the first snow. The color of his pupils was a fine emerald green in a pale light. A charming smile appeared, calmly staring at Victoria.


"A-What do you want, Aura Neidfrost?!" Victoria growled in a deep voice. A dangerous color floated in his ruby eyes, it seemed like he would bite at any moment.


"Give up, because he already said that he wanted to sit next to me." The princess said by combing her platinum blonde hair.


(I haven't said anything like that! Anyway, that's very helpful.)


Kaizo was about to stand up when the blond princess gracefully descended the stairs.


He bowed in front of Kaizo, and looked at her as if evaluating her value. As the adorable beautiful girl stared intently at him, Kaizo's eyes were unintentionally swept away.


"Hmm, his face isn't too bad." Aura looked satisfied with nodding.


"Hey! You, do you want to be my servant?"


"What?"


"Don't put your hands on her as you please, this person is the spirit of my slave!" Shouted Victoria running up the stairs and immediately grasped Kaizo's arm.


"When am I yours?!"


"Shut up!" Victoria's scream suddenly pulled her arm.


The upper arm touched his chest, Kaizo's heart involuntarily beating faster. Despite being almost non-existent, she was still a sixteen-year-old young girl.


Only a reasonable elastic feeling was needed and his heart would be pounding. On his other arm, an entirely other dimensional sensation could be felt.


"Ah, she's not yours, is she?" Reply Aura held Kaizo's left hand tightly with both hands.


(Different from Victoria's pathetic assets, here there is a considerable sense of existence.)


(Wait, wait, this?!)


Pressed from both sides with a gentle feeling, Kaizo's face suddenly became hot.


"Take him off, you fool!"


"What are you saying, flat chest!"


Sparks crackled scattered from the two princesses glaring at each other. Although it felt amazing, but if they did not release his hands first, it seemed like his heart would explode.


"Wait for the lady, don't give any more trouble to the transfer student master!" The sound came from the top of the class. A young girl in maid clothes ran down.


(What is a waiter?) Kaizo muttered widened his eyes, staring at the young girl's appearance.


Long skirt waving with frills. Short bob cut with black haircut. The white fringe that suited him was located above his head.


(No matter how I look at it, she is a good servant. But why is there a maid in this academy!?)


(Because she called her "Miss", it seems she was the maid of this blonde princess.)


But after all, he seemed to have a more normal personality. Without a doubt, he would at least intervene against this acid dispute. Kaizo could only embrace dim expectations.


"Miss, kyaaaaah!"


The maid fell. In the middle of the stairs, it was an impressive fall.


"Lesley!?" Shouted Aura with her face turning pale.


(Damn it!)


Kaizo shook the hands of the two men, and jumped to kick the floor.


"Hup."


Somehow, he caught the body of the screaming and falling servant. He hugged the young girl to prevent her head from getting hurt, and they fell down the stairs. The two people hugged each other while rolling over, finally stopping.


"Hm, are you hurt?" He opened his mouth to say that and then Kaizo's mind froze.


In front of him was a large soft object. Under the neat and beautiful servant clothes, the melon was bigger than Aura.


"Um, uaah, I'm sorry!"


Tears began to flow in the young servant's black pupils. His face flushed red, and while panicking he tried to stand up.


"He-Hey?!"


Kaizo's nose was further pressed by his chest.


(I'm in trouble. I can't breathe.)


"Yahoooooo!"


At the sight of two people intertwining with each other, the young girls in the class shouted happily.


"Me-Essum!"


"As I thought of a lewd beast!"


"Reincarnation of the demon king!"


"No-No, me, mhmhhm!" Hastily trying to deny, his voice was absorbed by the round chest. Suddenly, a rumbling sound could be heard from above.


(Earthquake? No way, this must be something else.)


Somehow, he had a very, very bad sensation. Looking up from the chest valley, there was a figure of Victoria holding a flaming fire whip.


"These perverted spirits!"


"Wait, how else! If I don't help him soon, he'll probably...."


"Secondly, please turn to ashes!"


(Why always be like this!) While Kaizo groaned desperately, his whip ruthlessly swung mercilessly.


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*Connected.....


*Note: This story is fictitious. If there is a similarity in the name of the character, the scene, or the story, it is a mere coincidence and there is no element of intentionality.