DEMONIC-ANGEL

They entered the grand hall of the royal palace, where the illustrious figure of the king of DARWITZ sat upon his golden throne, surrounded by a throng of nobles and royalties, their eyes alight with anticipation at the sight of the kingdom's hero.

"I am the king of DARWITZ kingdom, my name is Arnold S. Darwitz," the king announced, his voice carrying the weight of authority and wisdom.

However, despite the king's presence, all eyes in the hall were fixed on Scarlett, the person that was summoned with, the hero who had been summoned to save the kingdom.

"Why is everyone looking at me like that?" Scarlett wondered aloud, feeling the weight of the collective gaze upon her.

One of the nobles, an elderly lady in her 50s known as the Duchess of Florida, voiced her concerns. "My king! Do you think it is alright for this dangerous thing to roam around freely?" she questioned, her voice tinged with apprehension

'That old hag called me a thing? Damn this is discrimination.' Scarlett cursed that lady inwardly.

But before tensions could escalate, the king intervened. "Do not worry, Duchess of Florida," he reassured her. "She is tamed by our great hero, and even if anyone has a problem with her, we will decide by voting."

As the decision was put to a vote, it became evident that the majority of the men in the hall were charmed by Scarlett's beauty, while many of the women remained wary. In the end, the numbers were in Scarlett's favor, and the decision was made to accept her into the kingdom without further opposition.

'Sighh.. that succubus, she already charmed all the mens with her beauty, I don't know what if hero-sama also charmed by her.' old lady's expression filled with anger and apprehension

As the king addressed the hero, he explained the purpose of his summons: to defeat the demon lord and save the kingdom. He revealed that summoning heroes from other worlds was a century-old tradition, with the goal of suppressing the demon lord and their army.

The king elaborated that while heroes from other worlds were often summoned, it wasn't guaranteed that they would possess the qualities of a true hero. In fact, the kingdom had established a Hero Academy in the capital of DARWITZ, where individuals with talent could train to become heroes. Only the strongest would earn the prestigious title.

"You are also going to train in academic for 2 years. So any questions?" King questions.

"Yeah yeah of course...." Aoto with his childish behaviour said.

But king didn't mind it at all and replies warmly.

"Yes please feel free to ask."

Aoto questions, " Ummm...how many demon lords are there?, One or more than one?."

The king, adorned in regal attire that spoke of centuries of lineage, leaned forward slightly, his expression somber as he considered the hero's questions. "There are indeed six demon lords currently," he began, his voice steady but laden with the weight of the ongoing conflict. "Each one more malevolent and powerful than the last, threatening the very fabric of our kingdom."

Aoto absorbed the information, his brow furrowed in thought. 'Six demon lords? I guess this fantasy world is set on hard mode,' he mused internally, his determination hardening.

He then posed another question, his curiosity about their historical success against such formidable foes evident. "Uhh, one more question. You said this is not the first time you've summoned a hero. So, how many demon lords have been defeated by the heroes in the past?"

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of history hanging in the air. The king sighed, a trace of sadness flickering across his features. "To our lament, while many heroes have fought valiantly, only one demon lord have defeated by a hero. All other hearoes have managed to push them back, to stall their advances—sometimes for years at a time. But ultimately, no demon lord has yet been vanquished entirely by other than him."

The revelation hung heavily in the room, casting a pall over the assembled court. Aoto's resolve, however, seemed only to strengthen, his eyes alight with the fire of challenge.

'What the hell? Only one demon lord! , Is this fantasy world is set on ultra hard mode?'

"The first ever summoned hero, his powers can't be comparable to other heroes. Other heroes only managed to suppress demon army this far.That's why we keep summoning heroes, so that we can find another legend like him."

"Uhhh may i ask a question too?"Scarlett, feeling nervous but mustered the courage to ask a question, despite sensing the tension in the air. The king, initially irritated by the interruption, relented upon noticing hero-sama's interest and allowed Scarlett to speak.

"You can but make it quick."

"Okay, so do you know by any chance what is a true dragon?"As Asta inquired about true dragons, a palpable shift occurred in the atmosphere. The hall fell silent, and all eyes turned to Asta, their expressions grave and serious. Sensing the gravity of his question, Asta couldn't help but wonder if he had unintentionally touched upon a sensitive topic.

Scarlett couldn't help but wonder, 'Did i do something worng? They are giving me death stare.'

"Cough cough this is way too early to know this kind of things. You may find the answer of this question sooner or later."king's response hinted at the significance of Scarlett's query, suggesting that the answer might reveal itself in due time.

The king then informed them about the neighboring kingdom of ALMEIDA summoning a hero a week prior, indicating that Asta and this other hero would attend the academy together.

"The academy will start from tomorrow, it seems like little fast going but we don't have much time.",We are lucky that you agreed from the start and we are truly grateful for that."

"It's my pleasure! But can my slave also go to the academy?"aoto with his fantasy mode personality on.

"Sure! Objects are allowed." King answers iwth cool indifference.

Angered by King's response, Scarlett cursed him relentlessly.

'That old man seriously called me a object, fuck I want to kill him. This is max level of discrimination.'

"Now the maid will show you your room." King declares.

As they entered the room, Scarlett and Aoto were greeted with a lavish display of roses and various flowers, along with an overwhelming number of love letters and marriage proposals addressed to Scarlett Nova.

Scarlett's expression of boredom was evident as she scanned through the letters, finding amusement in the absurdity of the offers

"Fuck! All of the letters and flowers are for me."

Each letter seemed more outrageous than the last, from proposals of multiple marriages to promises of wealth and satisfaction. Aoto couldn't contain his laughter as Asta read through the letters, finding humor in the overly confident suitors vying for Scarlett Nova's attention.

Among the letters, one particularly audacious offer caught their attention—a proposal from Nestar Hound

"Hey asta look at this,"

Dear Nova-san I want you to become my 3rd wife, I will make sure to make you happy with wealth and on bed also.

—minister of finance : Nester hound

"Hahahaha 3rd wife hehehe.", "This one is more interesting."

I am, Armeld Hester, I know a single hero can't satisfy a royal succubus like you, my room is on 4th floor room no. 7 from left . I will be waiting there, I will give you my money, land anything you want, just come tonight.

"Hahaha satisfy you?" Fufufufu. Aoto laughed while rolling on the ground.

Scarlett smacked his head agressively but aoto didn't stop laughing, Scarlett's face became bright red with embracement.

"Fuck there isn't a single letter from girl, that maid was also looked kinda hot."

As the night wore on and fatigue settled over them, Scarlett and Aoto found themselves faced with the dilemma of sharing a single bed.

"Man, it's already midnight. Let's just sleep," aoto suggested.

Scarlett hesitated, eyeing the lone bed with uncertainty. "But there's only one bed..."

Aoto shrugged, dismissing the concern. "So what? We're boys. Let's sleep together."

Scarlett's skepticism was evident. "Bruhhhh, I don't believe you. What if you try something dirty?"

A genuine reply escaped Aoto's lips as he expressed his doubts. "No way, man. What kind of friend would I be if I did something like that?"

Aoto sensed Scarlett's unease and attempted to reassure her. "You don't trust me?"

Scarlett paused for a moment before conceding. "Okay, then. I trust you. I'm stronger than you anyway."

With that, they settled into the bed together, finding comfort in each other's presence. Despite the close quarters, nothing untoward occurred between them. They drifted off to sleep, their friendship unshaken, and spent the night peacefully huddled together, two best friends sharing a bed.

As the morning light filtered through the windows, signaling the start of a new day, Scarlett and Aoto were stirred from their slumber by the gentle voice of the saintess.

"Hero-sama Nova-san," the saintess called out softly, attempting to rouse them from their sleep.

"Huh? It's morning already?" Scarlett muttered groggily upon waking up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Aoto's eyes widened with excitement as he spotted the saintess. "Clare-channnnn..."

However, Scarlett, still half-asleep, urged her friend to quiet down. "Man, slow down your voice. I didn't sleep properly because of you."

Clare addressed them with concern. "Yeah, Hero-sama, it's not okay to do it all night. And do you do this every night?"

Confusion dawned on Scarlett and Aoto as they exchanged bewildered glances. "All night? What is she talking about?"

Their confusion turned to horror as Clare clarified her statement, mentioning that they had been naked in bed together Making an Big misunderstanding. Scarlett and Aoto's faces contorted with disgust, and they both recoiled, promptly vomiting at the revelation.

Realizing her mistake, Clare apologized profusely. "Ahh, sorry. I didn't know. It was a misunderstanding. Nova-san is a succubus, so....anyone could have misunderstood."

Scarlett suddenly remembered her habit of sleeping without clothes and chuckled awkwardly. "Wait, I forgot. I usually take my clothes off when I sleep."

Aoto, equally embarrassed, joined in the awkward laughter. "Yeah, me too," he admitted, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Scarlett and Aoto found solace in their friendship as they embraced each other, reaffirming their bond. "We really are best friends," they whispered to each other.

As they shared a moment of camaraderie, a sense of amusement washed over Clare. "Fufufu, they both act like children," she remarked with a fond smile, observing the endearing interaction between the two friends.

"Now isn't the time to hug each other; it's time to change clothes. We are departing for the Hero Academy," Clare urged, breaking the moment of camaraderie.

She handed them their respective attire for the academy, along with some additional clothes for Scarlett Nova to choose from.

"Huh? Why can't I wear the uniform too?" Scarlett inquired, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

"No, you can't. You are going to the academy not as a student, but as a slave. However, you will still be in the same class as Hero-sama and train alongside him," Clare explained.

Scarlett muttered a curse under her breath, frustrated by the discriminatory rules of the country.

After some time, Aoto donned the fantasy-like academy uniform, crafted from luxurious azure fabric woven with threads of silver. The uniform's regal design spoke of tradition and heritage, embodying the spirit of chivalry and adventure that thrived within the academy's walls.

Meanwhile, Scarlett, with bandage-clad chest and a sleek black jacket enveloping her form, exuded an air of mysterious elegance. Against the backdrop of his jet-black cargo-like pants, every movement seemed to weave a tapestry of grace and strength.

Though Asta's clothes were cheaper compared to Aoto's uniform, her beauty elevated the attire, making it no less impressive.

As they stood side by side, they epitomized beauty and handsomeness. But one they didn't understand, that how an otherworldly clothes are here?, Is it because there are heroes summoned before and they bought this fashion here?

"You both look outstanding. Everyone's eyes in the academy will be only on you two," Clare remarked with admiration.

"Haha, don't praise me too much. I am excited for the academy. Let's go," Aoto replied modestly, his anticipation evident in his voice.

"Okay then, let's go to the academy," Aoto agreed, ready to embark on this new chapter of their journey.