The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

17 – Don’t call me by name!

“Forcibly exploding the mana of living creatures, forcibly drawing out good quality mana.”

As he read the report carefully, White’s expression was sinking deeply in real time.

“…… In the end, he gathers that mana in one place and enters the realm of a great mage in an artificial form.”

Kwajik!

With that said, White crumpled the report in his hand in an instant.

“…… You have to talk about dogs in moderation.”

An obvious emotion of anger began to appear in White’s eyes.

And there was a golden gaze staring at White like that.

“Crumpling it at will. Didn’t I ever say that you gave me the right to decide as you said?”

For some reason, Ashera let her languid voice out of her mouth with a mischievous yet somehow admirable smile.

Then White glanced at Ashera, her eyes sulking.

“…… Isn’t Master supposed to have done this anyway? If the object I learned and grew up with is you right now.”

“hehehe…….”

At White’s firm words, Ashera let out a pleasant nasal sigh.

The corners of her eyes curved gracefully, creating a bright smile.

“I will praise you first, disciple. Aren’t you happy in your own way that my intentions overlapped with your disciple’s thoughts?”

“…… What is it, Master?”

White let out a shallow sigh.

Such a lighthearted attitude even with this important report.

Is it because you don’t think it’s particularly important?

…… Otherwise

“… ….”

White narrowed her eyes once at the momentary thought that flashed through her mind.

Her true identity is the Black Demon Lord.

If you think about it based on that.

‘…… But.’

For some reason, White nodded her head with an expression of understanding.

…… If it were her teacher, her own teacher, if it were her, she would have lived through her distant years.

You must have seen this kind of attempt countless times.

And, if she is Ashera as she knows it.

She would have abandoned this type of research, which required compulsory sacrifice, until now.

“…… Whoa.”

White sighed, but a small smile draped over her lips.

And within.

Woe!

“Wow~”

White burned the golden mage tower’s research report neatly, causing a small flame to erupt from her palm.

In less than a few seconds, the report disappeared without a trace, and the slightest remnant was completely dispersed by White shaking off his hand.

“Hey, my disciple. Are you making decisions very quickly? Praise, praise~”

“Don’t play around, Master… …. Isn’t that important?”

White touched his forehead as if he was dizzy.

“… ….”

And yet, once in a while, the inside of the wall is glistening with a serious light.

While pretending to be calm on the outside, the inside was much more complicated.

‘…… The gold demon king’s attempt was stopped with this.’

Yes, it was.

A surge of mana, a huge wave of mana leaking out of the golden mage tower.

For that reason, the imperial family and the Qliphoth family dispatched magicians, but in the end, they probably couldn’t stop the gold demon king’s research.

Because the name of the 12 Demon King was not so light.

It was a kind of thing that could not be easily touched even by the imperial family, which was said to be standing at the top of the continent, or the Qliphort family, which was said to be the best magician.

…… So, he killed him.

In the first place, the gold demon king wanted to rise to the level of a great mage himself, so he must have started such research.

Although that kind of attempt won’t be so easy to succeed, it was a problem in itself that the research was started.

That’s why I punished him.

“… ….”

At first, I muttered that to myself.

“…… hahahaha.”

I squeezed White’s lips and let out a smirk that seemed a bit absurd.

‘…… No, that’s not it.’

A study you shouldn’t try?

Punishment?

Things like that didn’t matter at all.

At least for myself.

Is there any need to fool yourself?

…… He killed the golden demon king just for revenge.

The reason why I stopped research was the result that I happened to follow.

To put it bluntly, you could call it an additional element.

‘Something I must not forget.’

White’s eyes shone once with a bloody look.

‘The most important thing to me.’

That’s right.

Revenge against the 12 Demon Kings.

“… ….”

White’s blue gaze moved to Ashera next to her once.

…… Okay.

His purpose is desperate revenge.

…… It was her guardian.

You should not forget that much.

You shouldn’t confuse the purpose, and you shouldn’t become a vengeful spirit obsessed with revenge.

Things to prioritize above all else.

That’s right—

“…… Master.”

“Yes?”

White called out to Ashera in a faint voice, and she turned her head.

Awkward.

“…… Uh, huh?”

Very suddenly, White hugged Ashera tightly.

Naturally, Ashera blinked her eyes as she stiffened her body.

Soon, the warm bodily sensation felt from the whole body.

“…… Uhhhhh?!”

Her face grew angry and flushed.

“My, disciple? This is no Why all of a sudden…… !”

“… ….”

“…… Oh, let’s put this first! Wait, I’m a disciple…… ?”

“… ….”

Despite Ashera’s wild defiance, White did not let go of her hand.

Hugging her even tighter, White let out her calm voice.

“I’m sorry, Asherah. Please let me stay like this for a while.”

“…… Disciple?”

In the unusual expression in that voice, in the emotion.

Ashera’s expression also began to become more serious.

“… ….”

And then, Ashera was able to realize it within no time.

The fact that White’s whole body was shaking like an aspen tree.

‘Disciple… ….’

I wonder if it was only then that I could calm down a little.

With a more subdued expression, with a somewhat desolate expression.

Kook-

“…… !”

Ashera pulled White into her station.

“…… Asherah?”

No matter how white he was, she couldn’t help but be taken aback.

I wonder if she didn’t know that she would come to the station.

White began to blush in her embarrassed expression.

“Why, did you not expect me to hug you?”

“…… It’s not like that.”

“…… Whoops.”

Ashera let out a shallow laugh with a mischievous look.

Soon, a mischievous light began to appear on her face.

Aww!

“Oh, Asherah?”

Embracing White even more tightly.

She opened her mouth again as Ashera raised the corners of her mouth.

“How is it, how do you feel about me? Let me tell you one thing, am I not that easy a woman?”

Your disciple is a very lucky man, he added.

Ashera slowly pulled her body away from her white.

“Ah… ….”

At that, White let out a drool as if regretting something, and Ashera’s smile deepened even more.

“To be honest, were you surprised to hear that he came into your arms so suddenly? My disciple seems to have become a full-fledged man.”

“…… Um, great.”

Maybe it was only then that he felt ashamed of Ashera’s slightly blatant expression.

White coughed once in an embarrassed look.

“…… Whoops.”

As she stared at White like that, Ashera let out another laugh.

A bright smile appeared on her face.

“And, disciple.”

“Uh, yeah?”

…… However.

For some reason, her eyes were starting to glow with a strange light.

The emotion in her eyes didn’t seem to be that soft.

“──.”

And right after that.

f*ck!

“…… !”

Ashera cast a roundabout kick, and White collapsed powerlessly in the sudden attack.

“Oh, Asherah?”

“…… Disciple.”

With White in front of her embarrassing voice, Ashera darkened her eyes.

But the corners of his mouth reminded me of a clear smile.

“…… Did I tell you?”

She opened her mouth in a clear voice.

However.

“Don’t call the sky-like master’s name carelessly. White.”

That line was bloody brutal.

Ashera thrust her slender legs at White with a somewhat sadistic smile.

Quaak!

“Oh, wait. Ashe, Master?”

White hastily corrected her title.

“It’s already too late. Dear disciple.”

Ashera had already made up her mind and made her decision firm.

Even though he looks emotionless, he gives off a strangely alluring smile once in a while.

Ashera began to trample on White with a shallow flush.

“I told you. Please don’t call me by my first name!”

“…… S, Master—”

“Shut up!”

“Cheuk.”

“…… Aha!”

…… Like that, Ashera’s unilateral violence continued for a while.

For some reason, the expression on her face as she trampled on White seemed happy.

Would it have been only White’s illusion?

Otherwise—