The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

11 – Being able to see again

“You agreed, about corrupting my master.”

Thump!

While kicking his feet wildly, White murmured.

“Keah!”

The golden demon groaned once again, making his eyes shake.

…… Now, what the hell is this guy talking about?

Master?

Corruption?

I couldn’t understand what the hell he was talking about.

In his eyes, that kind of intention was clearly revealed.

Things like that didn’t catch my eye at all to White now.

Puck!

Bringing his legs in the air, White hit the golden Demon King’s temple hard.

Qua Gaga Gagagak!

At that simple kick, the golden demon king scratched the ground roughly and bounced off to the side.

The one-sided violence was not yet over.

He stomped out his foot and punched his chin up with his fist.

Sometimes he uses a spear, and other times he stabs his entire body with arrows made from mana.

White used all the methods he could mobilize to push the golden demon king into pain.

「Pain order」

Ugh-

In the end, White even carves the magic of pain into the whole body of the golden demon king.

“… ….”

The golden demon king was in a state where he could no longer even scream.

“…… Have you lost your mind halfway?”

Taking a look at the golden demon king, White clicked his tongue slightly.

If it is this form of fainting, it is impossible to reverse it with recovery magic.

The only way to get him back to normal is to use mind-interfering magic.

If time had overflowed, White would have done so.

“… ….”

White’s blue eyes flashed with a meaningful look.

…… He didn’t have much time for himself.

Soon, the survivors of the Mage’s Tower, who noticed the change, will come running towards this place.

Perhaps the wizards of the imperial family, or the wizards of Qliphoth, his own family, might arrive first.

…… They probably wouldn’t be able to notice the mana that spread out in all directions during the battle with the golden demon king.

“… ….”

And one more thing.

If there’s something on your mind, that’s it.

One turn.

A dark-haired girl passed by in White’s mind.

Hook!

Just after that, a determined light appeared on White’s expression.

Ugh… ….

As his will was united, his pure mana also began to resonate accordingly.

Mana was slowly loading into the blue spear in White’s right hand.

‘…… It’s not enough to give them more pain than this, dozens or hundreds of times more pain.’

White’s bloody eyes fell on the golden demon who had already lost his mind.

“… ….”

I can’t help it.

He was still young and growing up.

In fact, the fact that it was possible to subdue the golden demon king so easily was the result of various factors, including his carelessness.

That’s why, in the event of any abnormality, he did not have the means to respond on his own.

Even in terms of the amount of remaining mana and physical strength, it was the same.

…… And, because of that.

Now we had to see the end.

“—Now that it’s like that, just die. The Gold Demon King.”

“… ….”

Of course, no answer came back.

A person who has lost consciousness and fainted cannot open his mouth.

Without thinking, White began to move his spear slowly leaving a blue trail.

Tuk, tuduk.

As the bloody and intense momentum began to rise in his spear.

To-du-du-du-duduk.

Soon, at a speed that broke through the speed of sound.

White thrust his own spear precisely at the golden demon king.

Of course, the blow of the spear, which was sure to pierce the heart and end the golden demon king’s life perfectly.

Really, it was blocked by an unexpected intervention.

Boom!

“…… !”

At the blue light shield that suddenly appeared in front of her, White jerked her body and turned her head back.

“… ….”

A girl came into his field of vision.

Slowly, very slowly.

Carefully, White’s eyes began to shake.

The identity of the girl in his field of vision is none other than that.

“…… Master?”

The teacher of White, who headed to the basement of the golden mage tower to find out the inside of the golden demon king.

Because it was Ashera.

“…… Disciple.”

Ashera, the girl, lowered her voice with cold eyes.

Instantly, both of her gazes were completely directed to White.

“…… It’s okay.”

For some reason, at Ashera’s cold stare, feeling cold, White unknowingly made her body flinch.

White’s mind went wild.

‘…… Why?’

Why are you looking at me like that?

Why are you directing those cold eyes at me?

White is confused, and at the same time.

“…… Huh.”

White didn’t know why, but she had to feel her own heart throb.

‘…… This. What?’

…… And at the same time.

The pain made White wonder and before she could even begin to work her brains out.

“…… Disciple, this.”

“… ….”

Ashera opened her mouth in a calm voice.

Her gaze passed White once.

She then turned to the golden demon king, who was bleeding from all over her body as she collapsed.

“… ….”

Her eyes sank in confusion.

‘…… The demon king of gold, he must be himself.’

The possibility of a misunderstanding flashed through her mind for a moment.

That possibility was quickly denied by herself.

Although he is said to have cut off his relationship halfway, he belonged to the same 12 demon lords.

‘…… There’s no way I’ll forget their faces.’

Ashera bit her lower lip lightly.

…… In the end, it was concluded that the man lying helpless right there was definitely a golden demon king.

That naturally led to a question.

“… ….”

Ashera’s puzzled gaze cautiously returned to White.

“Disciple.”

“… ….”

White doesn’t even answer Ashera’s call.

At that time, Ashera’s eyebrows twitched in displeasure.

“Disciple!”

“…… !”

It wasn’t until the second call that White finally raised her head.

“Heo Eok, Heo Eok… ….”

Indeed, with a moan as if drowned in pain.

However, without noticing White’s strange condition.

“You will have to explain, disciple. No, White.”

Jeobuck, Jeobuck-

Ashera began slowly moving her steps toward White.

“While I was digging into the basement of the golden tower, I promised to deal with the wizards of the tower. White.”

Ashera’s expression contorted into a look of confusion, and at the same time she gritted her teeth lightly.

A light of anger was slowly rising over her face.

“…… How did it come to this situation? How did the golden demon king come to this state? What method did you use to make the golden demon king this way?”

Ashera’s voice gradually began to grow stronger.

“You will have to explain to me, Hwayi—”

Raising her voice, she raised her head and tried to meet White’s gaze.

“…… !”

…… No, she tried to finish her words by making eye contact.

“…… White?”

“… ….”

In the end, her words were not finished.

“Heh, heo.”

Once White’s body staggered.

It looks as if it will lay its body on the ground at any moment.

“…… White.”

Is it only then that you fully recognize the condition?

Ashera hardened her expression seriously and let her arms drop.

“…… Kuck, heck.”

Even then, White could only stagger her body and let out her groaning voice.

“…… White, no, disciple!”

Then Ashera quickly moved towards White, her expression twisting into a worried look.

“… ….”

– I…….

-Sir…… !

And White, who should receive Ashera’s worried gaze.

She just listened to the shallow voice in her head.

In the end, it’s over.

“…… Huh.”

Puff!

Finally, she let out a shallow groan and collapsed.

“…… !”

As soon as White’s body collapsed head-on without any strength, right after that.

“…… My, disciple!”

Ashera’s eyes began to get wet.

“… ….”

And.

‘…… Could it be a dream?’

Watching Asherah blurry as she sheds a tear.

‘Even if it’s a dream.’

White muttered to himself.

“…… Even if it’s a dream.”

“Disciple…… ?”

…… No, he thought he was muttering to himself.

Suddenly, White’s lips parted, and a weak voice escaped from between them.

Ashera’s expression naturally hardened.

However, without seeing her expression like that anymore.

“Your.”

Feeling the sensation of the heavy eyelids slowly starting to close.

“Because I can see you again, and I can see you.”

White finished her words in her faint voice.

“…… I’m really, really glad Asherah. My master.”

“…… !”

The feast of unusual emotions in her voice brought a confused light to Ah Shera’s eyes.

…… Why?

‘Why, disciple.’

With a voice like that.

…… Are you spitting out such words?

“…… My, disciple—”

Ashera tried hard to get her words out as she tried to hold on to her throbbing heart.

Took.

Irrespective of her reaction, White’s head fell helplessly.

“…… Disciple!”

At least at this moment, she quickly erased her unnecessary thoughts.

Ashera stretched out her hand toward the fallen White with a distorted look on her face.