The Cute Master Was Actually the Black Demon King

15 – Double if you run away

“Yeah, what. I’ll wait for you.”

“Yes?”

Leaving the bar, on the way back to the Clifford family’s mansion.

Ashera took her speechless away.

“I said I would wait, but don’t think it will last forever.”

“…… Khumm, hmm.”

At the slightly dangerous glint in her own teacher’s eyes, White involuntarily turned her head away.

However.

“You should look straight into my eyes, disciple. Yes?”

Quaak!

“…… Oh wait. Master?”

White was half forcibly dragged by the momentary strong pressure applied to her shoulder.

With one of her wrists tied by the mana rope, White faced Ashera with a confused expression.

“Whoops.”

Ashera smiled brightly.

That was a very beautiful smile, but…….

White knew.

A bloody and sadistic expression hidden somewhere in her smile.

Suddenly, cold sweat began to flow.

“Because I promised to wait, because I promised not to ask.”

Ashera continued her speech, raising the corners of her mouth fiercely.

“As promised, I will wait.”

Once she stopped talking like that, she caught her breath.

Yes, I will wait.

…… But.

As she added, Ashera brought a wide smile to her face.

“If that time is too long, you might get a little angry without knowing it?”

“…… S, Master.”

“Behave well, disciple.”

“… ….”

The cold sweat that had flowed down at most was staining White’s whole body before she knew it.

Isn’t that a problem, she might ask.

Because White knew her character very well.

I can’t help but not know.

How long have you been with her?

‘…… Although Master basically has a mild personality.’

You shouldn’t believe that it will always be there.

Sometimes, very occasionally.

When she gets on her nerves or plays a prank that gets her angry.

Ashera has been showing a figure worthy of her nickname of the Dark Demon King.

Violent, menacing, and downright self-centered.

The appearance is exactly the same as the external image of the 12 Demon Kings.

Do you know?

She said she would wait with her own mouth, but if that would be too long.

There may come a day when you truly can’t stand it.

…… And, if it gets to that point.

Probably himself.

Better than death—

“I will give you more pain than death, disciple.”

“…… !”

White lifted her head at the words she had been thinking about just a moment ago, heard momentarily from the front.

“Ahahahaha… ….”

“… ….”

White flinched at the sight of Ashera quietly letting out a shallow laugh.

Then White begins to gradually increase the distance between her and her.

“…… What is it, Master? Are you using mind reading?”

White asked with a lot of her shy expression.

“Yes? Mind reading?”

What really came back was Ashera’s short reply that flew in with an expression that said it was absurd.

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“… ….”

White tapped his forehead once.

…… No matter what question you ask, do you mean to ask such a question?

Is this really the supreme wizard who once reached the level of a great mage?

Has the body become younger, has the mind truly degenerated?

“No, nothing… ….”

“…… ?”

White let out a voice mixed with a bit of embarrassment, and Ashera tilted her head at that.

‘What the hell is the disciple talking about?’

She let out a laugh in her pick as she took a turn.

It was a bit of an absurd question, but.

Is it the result of the bean pods that make him look so cute?

…… Well, wouldn’t it be nice anyway?

“Well, aside from that.”

Ashera opened her mouth again with a faint smile.

Then White lifted her head.

“…… Ah.”

It was only then that White noticed.

At some point, he and his master had arrived at the Qliphort family’s mansion.

“Then, good luck. Disciple.”

“…… Master?”

Ashera let out a meaningful word of hers, and for some reason White, who felt that she was ominous for some reason, jerked her body once.

…… What is this unknown feeling?

As if I forgot something, very important—

“You better be prepared.”

“Yes?”

Before White could carry on her thoughts, Ashera opened her mouth again.

She let out a soft voice, her slightly mischievous expression floating on her face.

“Because the head of the family must be very angry with the disciple.”

…… Yes, she had a very relaxed voice.

“—Ah.”

The word she uttered was enough to make White come to her senses in an instant.

‘…… Right.’

White slowly began to break out in a cold sweat.

How did the current short journey start in the first place?

Maybe she didn’t notice because she was burning with vengeance.

…… Her current identity is an ordinary Young master and successor to the Duke of Qliphoth.

She is herself, she still has to obey the family and the head of the family.

I vacated the mansion without permission for a long week.

“… ….”

…… The wrathful image of her own father, Tay Khan Qliphoth, flashed through White’s mind.

White began to work her brain very quickly, looking very serious.

‘What should I do?’

What should I do to get out of this situation safely?

White started thinking about it.

…… Although she didn’t think of asking for apology for what she had done wrong, and only thought of getting out of the situation, something seemed very wrong with her.

Anyway.

‘…… Yes, for now.’

At last, White came to a conclusion.

The moment I made the decision, I acted very quickly.

“Teleport!”

White hurriedly memorized a brief spell.

“Yes~ Anti-teleport~”

Zeuong!

“…… !”

Ashera put on a playful expression and blocked White’s attempt from the beginning.

“Master…… !”

White looked back at Ashera with a puzzled expression.

“What, what?”

Ashera was normally very confident.

Isn’t he like that too?

Because it was her side who did the right thing, at least outwardly.

Asherah let out her cheesy laugh and rolled her eyes.

“If you get caught while running away, you will be twice as scolded? What’s wrong with someone you know well?”

“… ….”

At Ashera’s words, White couldn’t answer anything.

Yes, she is, because she just couldn’t help but be convinced.

-Do you die if you run away and get caught?

– Huh? Did you run away? That should be right, then.

“… ….”

That would be the case too.

A double punishment for those who escaped.

That way of thinking, that way of retaliation.

…… She said that right away because it was something she used to do often.

“…… Oops, f*cking feet.”

White’s expression was stained with despair.

And right after that.

Ahhhhh!

“…… !”

The Clifford family’s mansion, from its interior.

A huge explosion of mana came out.

“White Qifoth——!”

At the same time, the voice of someone very familiar echoed harshly.

“…… Oh, it’s ruined.”

White muttered with a pitiful look on his face.

“Ahahahaha, then. Take care? Disciple!”

Ashera just put a bright smile on her lips as if this situation was just going by and it was so much fun.

“You dare! Without saying anything! At this critical time! Get out of the mansion and leave for a week!”

Thump, thump, thump!

“Are you still the successor of Qliphoth! Are you my son!”

A man with a huge body began to stomp out of the mansion.

The man’s true identity is none other than the head of the Qliphoth family.

It was White’s father, Duke of Teikan Clifford.

“…… If I try to teleport again, will Master stop it again?”

White spat out a word with a distraught expression.

“Ahahahaha, what should I do?”

Ashera raised the corners of her mouth and at the same time showed a bright smile.

“It would be nice if you let me escape once in a while, but uhm… ….”

She let out a small moan with her troubled expression.

For once, White had high expectations.

…… White soon.

‘…… Oops, sir—’

I could notice the very contrived attitude on her expression.

“…… Whoops.”

Soon after, Ashera opened her mouth again with a mischievous smile.

“This time, I was angry with my student in my own way!”

“…… Master?”

“Then, how are you doing? Cheer up!”

“Teacher—”

At her strangely ominous words, White tried to catch her.

Down!

“… ….”

White had no choice but to let go of her outstretched hand at her teleport, which was cast without a word of warning.

“Master…… ?”

As if he couldn’t accept reality, White muttered once.

“… ….”

She

Soon realized that she was completely dry.

A sinew began to sprout from White’s forehead.

“Master, no. Asherah…… !”

White screamed at her with her resentment.

There was no such thing as a reply.

“…… hahahaha.”

So, she just let out a laugh filled with anger.

‘…… Next time we meet, I’ll stick a thunderbolt in her head, that kid.’

White muttered to himself.

…… Yes, only inside.

“… ….”

Even so, she was afraid to endure the aftermath of the aftershock in case she spat out the word ‘kid’ outwardly and was caught by her own teacher who would remain nearby.

“Haa… ….”

White just let out a shallow sigh.

“White, you bastard—!”

And within.

Kwagwagwagwagwang!

The rage of Teikan Qliphoth, who reached the level of a great mage in the 8th circle, turned into a physical form and fell on White.

‘…… Life, f*cking feet.’

At the fury of his own father, who began to pour out of her, White swears inwardly at her.