I Became the Academy’s Kibitz Villain

Pandemonium was humanity’s public enemy.

Even before the existence of the Sephiroth Knights came to light, after the 72 demons mass production incident caused by Duoexini, Pandemonium became humanity’s adversary.

The justification was on humanity’s side.

Now that it’s revealed the devil of Laplace committed horrific atrocities in Thailand using Laplace, any righteous hero could not help but be outraged.

As such, there’s no need to differentiate between heroes and villains when dealing with the demons of Pandemonium.

So.

-Mir, given the situation, would you like to go demon hunting with me?

-…It’s definitely not human, right?

-Yeah. It’s a demon from outer space.

No matter how much earthlings fought, cooked, and scrambled among themselves, they were bound to unite against an alien invasion despite differing ideologies.

Since Yumir and I weren’t fighting fiercely against each other in the first place, I requested Yumir’s support as soon as I returned to Korea.

“You coward!”

[I’ll take that as a compliment.]

[Coward? That’s ridiculous.]

Yumir stepped forward, wielding a red whip.

[For a demon that made people slaves and killed them ruthlessly.]

Appearing in the same form as the Golden Priestess, she immediately attacked Laplace’s demon, Hyangdan.

Swish!

“Ugh?!”

[There’s no need for long words. It’s over.]

Hyangdan was instantly entangled in the whip.

Although Hyangdan tried to emit magic power from her body to break free from the whip, the red aura tightly bound her.

Just when I thought it might end like this.

“Screeeeeech!”

Hyangdan exploded.

What was Hyangdan turned into chunks of flesh, spreading everywhere, covering the entire rooftop.

[Ugh.]

[It’s not over yet.]

[Huh?]

[It’s not over.]

While Yumir was gagging, I pulled Yumir back and swung my bat forward.

As expected, the chunks of flesh on the ground started wriggling and rushed towards us.

Smack!

[…No way.]

[It won’t end easily.]

The flesh hit by the magic-powered bat rolled to the side.

Soon, the chunks of flesh began to bubble up and slowly formed a human shape.

“Too bad… I was hoping to land a proper hit while you were stunned.”

[She’s a duplication ability user. It seems it’s not an illusion clone but rather self-division.]

“Oh my, how did you figure it out so quickly…?”

Wriggle wriggle.

“Why don’t you tell me with that smart mouth of yours? What kind of ability do I have now?”

The divided chunks of flesh started to take shape one by one.

Into the form of Hyangdan.

Although they looked exactly like Hyangdan, their bodies resembled white mannequins.

“If you talk about this ability-”

[Just barely avoiding an R-rated.]

[But with that body, it’s extremely erotic.]

“…….”

Wearing a tight latex suit, thinner than a balloon.

“Does appearance matter?”

[Of course. You can infer abilities from appearances.]

Mannequin-like moving forms.

[Not only the abilities but also the essence of being a demon. I roughly understand why you enslaved humans in God’s Sanctuary and Succubus Island.]

Although the texture looked like skin, Hyangdan didn’t have that.

[Formed only the body without reproductive and nurturing organs. Though a clone, that’s the basic of Pandemonium’s demons.]

“…….”

[No reproductive organs to bear children, no nurturing organs to raise them. Only the body exists.]

Like Duoexini, like Hyangdan.

[They are not life forms but virus-like beings. Instead of reproducing through both genders, they proliferate by contaminating their counterparts with corrupted mana.]

They were all like alien viruses.

[They are merely hosts of demon viruses. Their mental influence is the culprit causing mana mutations.]

Living in this world, I roughly figured out the backstory not told by the original creator.

[If we kill all those demons, perhaps no more demons will be born.]

[……!]

Because the host of the virus was eliminated.

[Of course, we also need to eliminate the viruses they spread….]

[Just the possibility that no more demons will be born is reason enough for me to act.]

“Heh, heh heh…. You’re speaking very arrogantly?”

“But to counter such speculation.”

“Wouldn’t you also know that you could become contaminated and turn into demons?”

The proliferating Hyangdan clones continued their conversation.

[Those who cannot reproduce, senselessly multiplying.]

“Reproduction? It’s not important. Relationships formed by carnal desire only hinder true intellectual exchange.”

[So you dislike NTR* intruding into pure love? Hmm?]

“…You trash.”

I was cursed at.

But thanks to that, I realized Hyangdan’s trigger point.

[You understand romantic feelings but not lust between men and women. Tsk. You wouldn’t know the pleasure of it, would you? For a demon of omniscience.]

[It…? Are you going to spout nonsense again?]

[Are you talking about that? Patriotism? Se-]

“Shut upㅡㅡㅡ!”

Hyangdan screamed.

The shrieking of all the clones shook my eardrums.

[Ugh. She has the hypervoice ability….]

[That means she’s really pissed.]

“Heh, heh heh heh. Fine. Yes. I’ve decided.”

Crack.

The clones all twisted their bodies, aiming their sharp claws at us.

“Turning you into demons first will be quite entertaining, won’t it?”

[I have no intention of becoming a demon willingly or being forced into it.]

Yumir immediately swung her whip.

The lengthening red whip flew mercilessly toward Hyangdan’s clones, slicing one in half at the waist.

Splatter.

The cut surface and the spurting red blood made it look like a human was being killed.

[Ugh…!]

[She’s doing that on purpose to mess with your mind.]

Yumir probably thought the clones would disperse like mist upon their defeat.

So she swung her whip without hesitation, making it look like she had split a real person in two.

[It’s fine. That’s not a person.]

“Heh heh heh, really?”

“What’s the proof that the clone killed by Solar Platina isn’t a person?”

“A human split in half would have its innards exposed and blood gushing out like this?”

Hyangdan continued to provoke Yumir.

“Solar Platina. If you keep killing like this, you’ll end up killing just anyone.”

[…….]

Knowing that provoking Goblin wouldn’t work, Hyangdan aimed to mess with Yumir’s mind to get out of the situation.

[If it’s difficult to deal with, I’ll handle it.]

[…No. It’s okay. I was just momentarily disgusted.]

Yumir dispersed the magic power forming the red aura whip and brought out a new weapon.

[I’m not going to be fooled by a demon’s trick that makes it look like I’m killing humans by creating human-like forms.]

“Oh my, wasn’t Solar Platina supposed to purify even demons?”

[…You’re an exception.]

Golden gauntlets began to shine on Yumir’s hands.

And from the golden gauntlets emerged—

[You will die on this island today.]

[Hey.]

[Hehe.]

Golden claws like those of Hesed, like those of a dragon killer, extended from her hands.

From the appearance of the Golden Priestess, only the arms seemed to be equipped with the armament of Black War Dragon, making me think of the original form.

[Of all things to imitate, why that?]

[Since it can also launch missiles at once, isn’t it good?]

[If you use that….]

[Like this.]

Stab!

[To kill, right?]

Yumir mercilessly slashed the approaching clone of Hyangdan with the golden claws.

[…It’s fine. But later, after it’s over, comfort me a bit.]

[Of course.]

“Hahaha!!”

All the Hyangdans laughed.

“Yes! Get used to killing like that! Later, you’ll be able to kill people easily too! And congratulations! Goblin! Thanks to you, Solar Platina has started killing!”

[If killing alien demons is considered murder, the definition of murder is too broad.]

I placed the Goblin’s Bat on the ground.

Then I lightly tapped the ground twice with the bat and transformed it into a new shape.

[Imitating is good, but next time try something less mentally disturbing. For example… this.]

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot rang out.

A finger-sized hole appeared in the clone’s head, and all eyes on the rooftop turned to my finger.

[A gun…?]

[There’s no reason a Goblin always has to carry a bat.]

I held the sniper rifle with one hand and fired it forward.

Though it looked like a sniper rifle, it was actually the transformed Goblin’s Bat.

Bang!

I pulled the trigger again.

Unlike a real firearm, the condensed magic inside the barrel flew forward like light and embedded itself in the clone’s head.

The reason for using a gun was simple.

‘Shooting with a Goblin’s bat turned into a gun isn’t cool.’

It’s a matter of thought.

It’s a matter of perception.

Transforming the Goblin’s Bat into a gun to shoot magic bullets wasn’t a problem, but thinking about a bat with a muzzle shooting bullets was more troubling.

The end of my gun glowed with magic.

The trigger brought judgment upon the demon.

[I will execute you, ‘Gyo Beris’.]

God said.

Those who were not patriotic.

Should die.