Mart closed his eyes, and put his right hand to his temple, Professor Helen watched him, she was worried and was about to approach him but he asked her without opening his eyes and in a calm voice:
-What happened?
-After what you did, I can't hide it from you. -Said the teacher as she took the note out of a small thin demon ring she had on her little finger and handed it to Mart.
Mart couldn't help but laugh as he read the note, as he wondered, "Does the principal really not know anything? Is there such a possibility? When she meant second chance did she mean my transmigration?", Mart felt his head hurt more with those questions.
Then he kept the letter in his ring as he smiled mischievously, and said to Professor Helen:
-I'll keep the letter.
-But...
She was about to retort but Mart said in a cordial voice:
-Helen, I think you are about to reach the sixth rank.
Professor Helen also felt the energy fluctuations in her body that required stability and a constant circulation of demonic energy, at least until her body adapted, to the new rank she was about to reach and that she had longed for so long.
Mart stood up, Professor Helen hugged him, and said:
-Thank you Mart, I had been told I would never make it past the fifth rank.
Mart put his arms around Professor Helen's waist, she didn't get upset, she just said in a soft tone of voice:
-I have to seclude myself, Mart.
Mart kissed the gem on Helen's forehead, and she felt that he really wanted her.
-I'll be waiting for you, as long as you save yourself for me, I'll have a place for you. -Mart expressed, who felt a slight trace of fatigue, similar to the severe fatigue when he was healing.
••••
"I feel so tired, I just want to rest," thought Mart as he headed to his room, and right at the door was Iristel in her sultry uniform, she ran to Mart and said in a worried tone:
-Menna told me you looked sick Are you ok?
Mart took Iristel's hands, kissed them twice and said with a kind smile, but in a tired voice.
-I just need a lot of rest.
Iristel nodded and watched as Mart closed the door, she wanted to stay and take care of him, but she understood that he wanted to be alone, so somewhat discouraged she walked away.
Mart for his part only saw the bed, he dropped on the mattress and fell asleep.
[Laziness trait activated]
[Only sleep matters: special reward].
[The host will hibernate until he recovers his health and demonic energy].
••••
The following day
In the B classroom some students were talking about the event that had happened the afternoon of the previous day in which Mart Sevec had been taken to the teacher's lounge.
"They must have punished him."
"Yes, that's why he didn't come."
"It's better, so he doesn't ruin the atmosphere."
"You're right."
Mart's popularity was still on the floor, because despite having alerted the teachers about the attack, that fact was not disclosed, and the rationale used for the promotion was the third rank monster core hunted by Mart's group.
Selis, looked worried as she saw the empty chair that Mart had diligently occupied every school day since they had been in the same classroom.
-Don't worry, we can go see him when classes are over. -said Asfil, who, although calm, also found Mart's sudden absence strange.
••••
In the morning, Iristel entered the room and found Mart lying on his stomach with his uniform on, she checked that he was not sick, she turned him over and he did not even mumble. She undressed him, saw the slender body that was toning up little by little, then she put a shirt and white sleep pants on him, kissed him and said:
-I will come at noon.
He couldn't even answer.
••••
Mart's body was absorbing and releasing demonic energy, his body was exhausted, his muscle fibers contained by the demonic energy the day before were restored and strengthened. Meanwhile, he slept.
The academy was in ruins, barely a few walls standing, there were human soldiers killing and torturing the remaining demons; but you could still hear the loud shock waves shaking the ground.
A wounded young demon, bluish black hair, with one black horn broken and the other cracked, he had a deep cut on his handsome face, but he still did not give up, he was still holding a black sword from which a dark energy was emerging, the young demon's light armor was silver, he tried to attack but golden chains restrained him, and his armor began to melt, he unfolded imposing black wings similar to the wings of a dragon, the chains broke, he advanced, until suddenly three arrows of magical energy managed to pierce his body; The arrows lodged in his chest, his stomach and the last one that was directed at the young man's head was lodged in his left palm. Again the young demon advanced despite his wounds and the blood he was losing:
-I curse you humans, I will kill you all.
The young man's eyes looked into the distance at an incredibly handsome young man with long golden hair, white skin, tall, athletic, blue eyes, who was wearing a white armor and rested his hands with great serenity on his sword that was stuck in the ground, Next to the young man there was a woman as beautiful as him, she was white, with golden eyes, sensual curves, small waist, everything was in evidence with the tight and somewhat low-cut white dress worn by the young woman who was infusing energy in the already powerful young blond.
The young blond kissed her confidently and said:
-Our efforts were worth it, the humans triumphed.
-Go, Arian, finish off that demon.
The demon flew very close to the ground and Arian jumped towards the demon.
The young demon made a powerful upward slash that resounded with the ground shaking, but Arian raised his left hand towards the young demon's sword causing the sword to break and then....
Bang!
Arian's sword pierced the solar plexus of the young demon who vomited black blood, Arian stepped back and the young demon pulled out one more sword even though he was on his knees he tried to stand up, but the golden energy in his chest began to slowly kill him.
-This is the end of you; you must not exist in this world.
A young girl with beautiful bright pink hair, blue eyes and pale white skin ran towards Arian and in the distance, a female mage who was wearing a sumptuous mage's robe was approaching.
That was the scene the young demon had to see before he perished, but behind him, he had left the hundreds of corpses of powerful humans who sacrificed themselves to make sure that the mighty hero and commander who had done so much for them, won without problems.
Mart woke up sweating and on his chest Iristel had laid her head.
"I dreamt about the end of the novel?"
"That was Moraf? Nirian's brother?"
"Why was his sword destroyed like that?"