The Misfit of Demon King Academy

Chapter 23: Sasha's true motive

Chapter 23: Sasha’s true motive

This chapter is updated by Wuxia.Blog

While leaning against the wall of my treasure room I vacantly stare off into space.

………….I’m still waiting.

It’s been at least 10 minutes. How long does it take to change clothes?

I knocked on the door but my only answer was silence.

“……Strange.”

Even if Sasha was still busy Misha should have answered.

Have they left without me?

Or……….?

“Misha? Are you there? I’m opening the door.”

I opened the door having received no reply.

The altar enters my view first. It’s clearly different from before.

It’s red.

In front of the altar is Misha, head slumped forward and kneeling in a pool of blood with a knife thrust into the right side of her chest.

She’s still alive but needs treating right away, except I can’t. A magic barrier has been carefully set up around Misha.

“Oh? You finally appeared. You were very obedient there.”

On the other side of the room by the entrance is Sasha. She’s wearing the <Phoenix’s Vestment> and is holding the king’s sceptre.

“Fumu. What’s with your behaviour Sasha?”

Sahsa replied with a sneer.

“Hmph. You’re an idiot. Just because we got along a little you were so easily deceived. Did you really want this me to get along with that trash doll in this little play of ours while aiming for first position in the dungeon test?”

A play huh? Reconciling with Misha, being happy, even crying over her birthday present. Was all of that a lie?

“Men are simple. A little kiss for only a moment and you fall for it. Did you honestly think I liked a mongrel like you?”

“You’re very good at acting Sasha.”

Sasha flinched a little at my words before glaring at me.

“……….What do you mean?”

“What do I mean? You were so skilful I didn’t see it was an act.”

“I see. It was a fine performance on my part.”

“However, as betrayals go yours seems a bit tepid for some reason. You could have killed Misha, chopped up her body to make revival difficult, sealed those pieces in rocks and spread them around the world where I’d never find them. Why didn’t you do that?”

Sasha frowns and draws back from the atmosphere I’ve just created. I can’t say any more. I can’t show a complete lack of empathy.

“So far what you’ve done is nothing but pure mischief. You might as well just patted Misha’s breasts with that knife.”

“……..Shut up. My purpose is to come first in the dungeon exam.”

This stories getting stranger.

“Even if you have the king’ sceptre, it’s meaningless as long as you are a member of my group.”

Anything the group obtains is the property of the leader.