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

The Special Scholar's Return (Part 2)

***The Office of the Head Scholars, the Conclave***

For two days now, the esteemed office was packed with people—the succubi and incubi of the Biorno clan and their allies had gathered to talk to the head scholars. The agenda: the student who killed their lord, Emile Biorno. It was a contentious issue between the clan leaders, for their fellow members, Lord Gracchio and Lady Capaldi, sided with the Conclave in insisting that they won't hand over the offending child, while the other Biorno vassals kept on returning to demand the student so they could execute him.

"It's not that I don't understand your point, Lord Gracchio," one of the leading vassals, an incubus named Lord Castrio Sargdhenerri said at the meeting, "however, the killing of our lord and master, Emile Biorno, demands vengeance! He was killed, not by a child's foolishness, with malicious intent. His blood that was spilled must be satisfied!"

And to that, the other vassals chorused in their agreement. Nevertheless, the Lord Gracchio was not convinced. "How many times do I have to repeat myself?" he asked them, "That student's acts may be wrong, but it's fully understood. His sister is one of the dead in the aftermath of the Advanced Course Dormitory Massacres, and he did that to spite our deceased master."

"Yes, and even I can respect that," Lord Sargdhenerri countered. "What we can't accept is that, how did a child get a powerful crack horn to kill Lord Emile? Don't you find it suspicious as well, Lord Gracchio? Someone must be working in the shadows to bring about the downfall of our people!"

The former Discipline Prefect was taken aback by the point raised. However, he tried to reason, "W-We're currently investigating that part, y-yes. We can't give any conclusions, nor pass any judgment on the student as long as we're not done with him."

"So, are you saying that you'll hand him over to us after you finish your investigation?"

"That matter is still a subject for deliberation," Lady Head Scholar Irene Capaldi answered. "But as representatives of the Conclave, we can't—under our oaths as head scholars—give in to your demands. Our hero of old, Lady Cassandra David, wanted us to protect our students while they are on the school grounds."

"And now, we're back to the beginning of the negotiations!" the vassal alleged. "We've been talking and wasting time for two days now, yet our enemies have the free rein to do what they wanted!"

"And pray, Lord Sargdhenerri, what do you suggest we do?" Lord Gracchio asked.

"Our demand is simple: hand to us that youth who killed the Lord Emile, and we'll exact revenge on his death."

"As teacher-scholars of the Conclave, we are duty-bound to protect our students."

"You are also subjects of the Lord Emile!"

"And we are scholars, too!"

The Lord Sargdhenerri's hand was about to pull his sword, but then remembered that he left it outside the Conclave's walls because of the prohibition of weapons inside the school.

However, it didn't go past the Lord Gracchio's eyes, "Are you looking to challenge me to a duel then, Lord Sargdhenerri?"

"Your master was killed, yet you have the gall to ask that?" the vassal didn't hide his shock and disappointment. "Where's your pride as an incubus? You're a member of the Gracchio clan, and one of its elders! You're a member of the noble demon race! Yet you—and that harlot beside you, Capaldi—are licking the boots of that human lackey of the Usarveds!"

"You're asking me—a lord of a weak clan—to do something that would warrant the start of conflict once again," the Lord Gracchio was raising his voice, for he couldn't let the insults pass. "Why don't you do something instead? Go, march and fight the Tambara clan! Let them kick you to dust one more time, if that's what you wish! Just don't shove the responsibility of avenging our lord's irrational actions to us, teacher-scholars!"