The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

A Visit from an Old Friend (Part 2)

**Greg**

It sure was a strange feeling, meeting friends you didn't know you made from your past.

"..."

Meeting the Lord Tenguri of the Goblins and his wife, the Lady Baraquiel of the Orcs, was something surreal to me. For one, it still hadn't sink into me yet that I was talking with goblins and orcs—traditional 'bad guys' in many fantasy novels—and reminiscing fighting battles side by side. Yes, I could remember the events they're referring to, but it was sketchy. Many details were missing.

Second was that, I narrowly missed being bellowed upon by the parents of my student. I experienced a lot of it when I was on Earth, when the parents would demand I pass their child even though the student didn't do anything. Here, I expected that Lady Srexe's parents would show up eventually, and I was not mistaken.

Although I also didn't expect that our meeting would turn into an idle chit-chat. It did help me clear some parts of my memories, though.

Anyway, enough of that. Returning to my earlier conversation with the Prince Hurion Devras, my decision to help the Conclave couldn't be done without proper plans. As what the demon prince said, if I wanted to get reforms going, I need to aim for the position of the Lord Head Scholar. And, just like every 'prestigious, top' position in this world and in the others, supporters were necessary.

However, the fact that I only came to the Conclave recently was an obstacle. It's not like I arrived here and became a Special Scholar because of popular demand; if ever, my original plan was to come, get my student's ashes, and bail out as soon as possible. But, now that my goals had been 'updated', I had to gather followers to implement the reforms we—I and the Usarved Princess—had in mind.

Nevertheless, before I could ask them, the Prince Hurion Devras beat me to it, "Lord Greg?"

"Your Highness?"

"Your..." he took a pause for a bit, as if he collected himself, "...has your memories returned to you? You speak as if it did already. You even recalled key events in that battle in Huirot, along with the Goblin Legion and the Lord Tenguri."

"Returned? You mean that of 'Kuro'?"

The demon lord only gave a nod.

"Well, let's say a big part of it has returned," I admitted. "Ever since that incident where the Human Saint kiss—" I stopped just as I was about to spill the beans. But, it was too late for me; the prince had already heard it.

"The Human Saint kissed you?"

"My forehead," I quickly changed the story to avoid complications. "She kissed my forehead, yes."

"I see..."

"But, it's incomplete. See, my 'lost' memories are slowly coming to light bit by bit, as pages of a missing book is showing up at random order. Not only it is confusing, there are blank details, too; so I'd say 'Kuro' is still a mystery to me..."

"Oh..." For some reason, Prince Hurion Devras had a poignant expression on his face. Well, don't give me that look, Your Highness. We all know that my stay here isn't that for long.

Ah, it's time to go into the things I'd like to know. "Can you tell me the situation in this place?" I asked them, with Shevaun joining us after she sent the scholar student-fans of the demon prince away. I wanted to know the entire picture of the issue I was about to get involved with.

"What do you mean?" the chamberlain answered me with another question.

"I'm a bit confused. If I remember right, the Conclave is ruled by the Lord Head Scholar, who came from the Biorno clan. Then, we have the House Usarved, who reigns over the demon people. And, if so, what are those guys calling themselves 'Knights of Cassandra David'?"