Invitation from Deruzogedo

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A month has passed since I reincarnated.

I've spent the time looking into the world that is now two thousand years further on. It seems the magical arts have degenerated to a much lower level than I thought.

Human's don't seem to know about reincarnation magic at all. (1)

It was a rather common magic in the age of myths that I had lived in. For high ranking magic users, reincarnating was not unusual, however, in the present times that age has been called the era of magic. Reincarnation magic does not seem to be known in the present age.

I can talk from birth and have magical talent. My parents Gusta and Isabella have interpreted it that I'm just a very smart baby.

Growth is considered an advanced magic in the present era but it is still generally known about. (2)

Oh well. If the existence of reincarnation is not acknowledged I guess it can't be helped.

The most surprising thing though was that I reincarnated as a human.

two thousand years ago I sowed my own seeds. With magic, I created 7 subordinates using my own blood and commanded them to have children and expand their bloodline. I needed a container that contained my blood for a successful reincarnation.

As I expected, over two thousand years the blood of the demon king Arnos did not die out, however, I did not expect it to mix with humans.

No, thinking about it I suppose that since the mazoku and the humans stopped fighting its probably natural that those with mixed blood are born.

I guess deep down I thought that the mazoku and the humans were fundamentally incompatible but after a thousand years of being separated by the walls, their troubles were diluted and eventually lost.

Humans don't seem to know much about the mazoku anymore. I asked my parents but they didn't know anything either. All they knew was that the mazoku tribe were really far away on the other side of a wall. They had no further information beyond that.

The demon country, the home of the mazoku is apparently called Deiruheido.

"Hmm?"

I felt the slight flow of magic power and out of the corner of my eye, something caught my attention.

Moving over to the window I open it and an owl jumps in before dropping a letter in my hand.

It's a letter of invitation from the demon king academy Deruzogedo.

"Demon king academy?.........."

Deruzogedo is the name of my castle. I don't remember hearing about this demon king academy.

I guess it was founded sometime during these last two thousand years.

While I was thinking the owl opened its mouth.

"Deruzogedo is a school to raise the demon emperor. The person who inherited the traits of the demon king of tyranny. In other words amongst the mazoku we were founded to find people descended from the imperial family and make them into a fine demon emperor."

The demon king of tyranny? What a nostalgic name for myself, although I was generally just called demon king Arnos during those times but perhaps it's not bad having those 2 names handed down.

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