Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

“Saphira, my daughter.” The man caught his daughter in his embrace. He then glanced at Aldred. “So you must be Aldred. I have heard of your tale. It’s an honor to have you visit my school.”

“It is my honor to visit such a prestigious school. I am nothing in comparison,” Aldred said.

Bravar Mashtride smiled when he received a humble reply from Aldred. This meant that he wasn’t one of those arrogant entitled bastards who had their chins stuck high in the clouds.

“You are too humble. There is no Gold Rank in history that has ever matched your legend. Some Platinum Rank even paled in comparison to you.”

Aldred laughed. “I thank you for the praise, Lord Bravar. I am very flattered.”

“You don’t have to call me lord. Bravar is fine. I am sure you have met my daughter.”

“Yes, I have. She’s a beautiful lady and a kind host.”

Bravar smiled. “So what do you think of sleeping with her tonight?”

“Dad!”

Bravar laughed. “I am joking. Stop hitting me, dear daughter. Let us not be rude in front of our guests.”

Saphira pouted at first, but she regained her demeanor of a noble.

Aldred could see that the relationship between father and daughter was very close.

“So, would you like to take a little tour of our school? It’s nothing much, but I hope you like it.”

Aldred bitterly smiled. ‘Nothing much’ did not describe the school in the slightest. The school might as well be as huge as a city. Earlier, from above, Aldred even saw the school produce its own products, so it had its own market and economy as well. A school that big was called ‘nothing much’ by Bravar.

In the end, Aldred agreed for having a little tour, and Bravar personally guided him around the school.

“This is our chemist building. This is where our finest alchemists teach their young students about the art of making and refining potions.

A student was mixing a blue liquid with a red liquid into a glass tube. Suddenly, the tube exploded and his whole face turned black.

The other students then laughed at him while the teacher sighed and shook his head.

After passing the chemist building, they arrived at a vast training ground where martial artists sparred with one another. There were training dummies that dodged, blocked, and even counter attacked the students.

Next was the magic training field. Students there threw a lot of elemental and non-elemental spells at a distant target. Next to it were close-range magicians using fancy and colorful close-range spells to fight one another.

After passing that, Aldred saw a beast taming field.

“Beast Taming. That’s a thing?”

“Yes. We have a lot of talented teachers in beast taming.”

“How does that work? Are they non-elemental spells?”

“Good question. We actually couldn’t categorize it to the magician type, martial type or the non-elemental type.”

“Why is that?”

“Because even martial artists can learn this art.”

“Interesting. So this art doesn’t use mana or life force?”

“No. It’s more like you can use mana or life force to assist you in beast taming. But I heard of your golem army and undead army, I don’t think you need to learn this art as it’s very inefficient compared to your power.”

“I agree with that.”

They continued to walk for a few hours and arrived at a field where the students were making golems out of mud.

“This is?”

“It’s where the students learn their golemification art. As you can see, they barely learn how to construct their own golem. But that is only the 1st grade. The second grade students already know how to fight with one golem.” 𝘦.𝘤𝘰𝑚

“I thought golem spells are only for the rich.”

Saphira and Bravar looked at Aldred weirdly.

“Aldred, all the students here… they’re the sons and daughters of wealthy people.”

– Aldred wanted to slap himself. Of course the students here are privileged kids. Who was he kidding? Who could learn in a state-of-the-art school like this except the kids of rich people?

“Most of them are the sons and daughters of wealthy merchants, and a lot of them are the children of nobility.”

“I see. I have one question.”

“What is it?”

“Can I beat them up?”

Both Bravar and Saphira were speechless at that question. Why would Aldred want to beat these kids? Didn’t he just hear that these kids were from wealthy people.

“I would ask you to follow the guidelines while you teach,” Bravar said.

“What’s the guideline?”

“Well, number one is to never physically harm or wound the students.”

‘Ohh… physically. So if the wound is mental, it’s fine?’ Aldred was grinning like an evil demon inside. 𝑖𝘦.𝑐ℴ𝘮

“But they’re good and obedient kids, I am sure you will have a great experience in teaching them.

…

“Fuck you! You stupid low-wages teacher. My dad can buy your whole life including your wife and your kids!”

Aldred was currently in the field of martial arts where students trained their martial arts techniques. He was standing in front of the class, and he came a bit late, so he casually said sorry and would like to start the lesson.

Who would have thought that one kid would insult him the next moment.

“What did you say you little bastard?” Aldred stared at him and his eyes turned deep black. The pair of eyes stared into the children’s soul, and they felt chilling cold on their neck as if a demon’s hand was about to grab it.

…

Bravar was currently guiding the parents of the students on a tour. Every year, he would do this to show the competence of his teachers and the grandeur of his school. He was confident, and would gladly show it off to the parents.

“Bravar,” one of the parents said. “I heard you sucessfully got that Aldred to become your temporary teacher.”

Bravar laughed. “Yes. I did. He has talent in teaching students. His legends are worth their salt.”

“That’s good. I want to see how he teaches.”

“Most certainly.”

As they walked through the pathway, they arrived at the martial arts field.

And there they saw Aldred grab the kids by the collar and spanked their butts.

“You little rascal! Repeat what you said to me! Repeat it if you dare!”

“I am sorry! I am sorry!” The kid begged for forgiveness.

“…”

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