The next fights were those of Selis and Asfil, both of whom won in very close contests, although they immediately announced that they would not participate in the next fight.

The news that Asfil and Selis would not be participating in the following rounds was taken as something positive by the rest of the participants, who did not dare to hurt Mart's companions because they feared the wrath of the Sevec marquisate. And since they considered the real Mart to be infamous, they preferred not to provoke him.

The rounds passed, and the instructor announced:

"Mart Sevec vs. Wilsen Destirsen."

Mart stepped into the combat arena. This time, he carried two blades with spiral-shaped tips in each hand.

A demon with tanned skin, a scar on the right side of his face, a fierce gaze, and black hair, had a broken cream-colored horn in the middle of his forehead and carried a sword in his bandaged hands.

"Mart Sevec vs. Wilsen Destirsen."

Begin!

Wilsen infused his sword with demonic energy and charged forward, shouting as if trying to increase his strength with the cry.

Mart simply threw one of the blades into the air, and since he had worked hard to improve the speed with which he cast his spells...

Bang!

Metal fragments flew through the air as Mart's powerful spinning blade shattered Wilsen's sword.

Mart looked at Wilsen, hoping to intimidate him, but Wilsen dropped the remains of his sword and jumped using his demonic energy.

Bang!

Wilsen's fist slammed into Mart's demonic barrier.

Mart threw the spiral-tipped blade into the air...

Bang!

The blade cleanly passed through Wilsen's right arm. If Mart had used more demonic energy on his blade, he could have torn off Wilsen's arm.

Wilsen began pounding Mart's demonic barrier with his left fist.

Mart took three more spiral-tipped blades out of his demonic bag.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The blades pierced Wilsen's left arm and both legs, but he used his demonic energy to remain standing.

"Damn! What are you? A protagonist?" thought Mart, seeing Wilsen determined not to give up.

Mart backed away, his demonic barrier broken by a blow from Wilsen's bloodied left fist.

Mart created another demonic barrier, took out another spiral-tipped blade, and looked at the instructor.

The instructor shook his head. The fight would not stop until Wilsen surrendered or was unable to continue.

Mart threw the blade into the air. This time, you could hear it spinning slightly. Mart infused it with more demonic energy and...

Bang!

Only the tip of Mart's blade touched Wilsen's forehead. Professor Descar Ametz created an almost invisible demonic barrier that stopped and dispersed the power contained in the blade that had been thrown.

All the students fell silent. On Wilsen's forehead, just below his broken horn, there was a trickle of blood.

The students felt chills run down their spines. They didn't dare say it, but almost all of them thought that Mart was about to kill Wilsen.

The intervention of a teacher to safeguard the safety of a student meant defeat for that student, so the instructor announced:

"Mart Sevec has won this round."

Mart left the combat arena and headed for the stands where Selis and Asfil were waiting. They still had to wait for the rest of the preliminary tournament rounds to finish before they could leave.

"Who is he?" He didn't hesitate for a moment, even when he saw my blade approaching his forehead. Mart asked as he watched Wilsen being carried away on a stretcher.

"He's a common demon who received a scholarship. His family lives in a small remote town somewhat close to the Cursed Canyon, which is why the demonic beasts in those areas are strong. In that village, most demons are hunters, and since he stood out from a young age by facing and hunting demonic beasts that were difficult for someone his age to hunt, he was given a scholarship because of his talent as a warrior. A demon with a shrewd look replied. He had lost in the first round, so he was calmly watching the fights.

Mart looked at the thin demon with heterochromatic eyes, one purple and the other green. He had two white horns on his head, silver hair, and white skin.

"I've met some strange people today," Mart thought after thanking him for his answer, but the green eye of the student named Datun Zercov remained etched in his mind, because it looked like the eye of a reptile that emitted an energy different from demonic energy.

In the end, when the tournament rounds taking place that day were over, Mart approached the instructor and announced that he would not be participating in the next match. The news surprised the instructor, but he simply did his job and noted in his notebook that Mart would lose the next round by forfeit.

••••

"It's incredible that he has become a magician, and a rather skilled one at that; his technique for absorbing demonic energy also seems to be of a higher level, it must be a technique guarded by the Sevec lineage," said Professor Derec Mesef.

"Yes, if he continues at this pace, he will become a powerful demon in the future," said Descar Ametz in his elderly tone of voice as he slowly walked toward the exit of the box from which he had been watching the students' various battles.

The rest of the professors also focused on discussing Mart Sevec's two performances.

••••

After going to the academy cafeteria for lunch, Mart said goodbye to Selis and Asfil and headed back to his room.

"The barrier Professor Descar used is undoubtedly a powerful one. Not only did it stop my blade, it also managed to disperse the demonic energy I had infused into it. I think Professor Descar is more powerful than he appears," Mart concluded as he entered his room.

"Later on, I should try to create a barrier like that," Mart muttered as he walked toward his desk.

Mart sat down in his chair. He took out the stone with the Herald's residual energy and then took out a sheet of Fertzal paper on which he planned to draw a cursed diagram to continue practicing his cursed arts.

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