Iron Blooded Hound-Chapter 127 - : Hidden Demons

"So, this is wherein I'll be going to highschool from these days!"

A boy enters the academy.

The boy walks to the Academy's predominant gate, complete of ambition.

he is surrounded with the aid of a massive crowd of humans within the equal scenario as him, the new students of the twentieth class.

they're like carp swimming backward in the direction of the gate.

abruptly, I hear a center-aged girl's voice behind me.

"Oh my God, study him, he forgot his backpack!"

It was the mother of a freshman boy, and she or he ran towards the academy's most important front in a panic, calling her son's name.

"hello, Vikir, don't overlook your backpack!"

unexpectedly, some heads became among the crowd of human beings mountaineering the primary front.

"Huh?"

"Me?"

"Me?"

A dozen or so boys scattered approximately became their heads.

This changed into because all of them had the not unusual name of Vikir.

"Oh, mom, don't call me that loud!"

Vikir, who had forgotten his backpack, scurried down the hill, pink-confronted, grabbed his backpack, and started lower back up the hill.

the alternative 9 Vikirs became their heads once more, figuring out that their mom hadn't called them.

... but.

there has been one Vikir who never looked back inside the first vicinity.

A freshman with stuffy bangs hiding his face, horn-rimmed glasses absolutely obscuring his eyes, and a shabby blouse and pants, sporting a modest backpack.

Vikir. Vikir Van Baskerville.

A boy who shed his Baskerville surname to take the Academy tests as a commoner.

Inwardly, Vikir thought it become an amazing aspect he'd left the Baskerville name in the back of.

but, the call of Vikir Van Baskerville, which were diagnosed via the imperial court, had turn out to be so famous that it had come to be a nuisance in his every day existence.

" ... It defeats the essential motive of coming to the Academy.

Vikir had a clean idea of what he wanted to do while he joined the Academy.

To seize and kill the demons lurking within the ecliptic, the traitors and traffickers of humanity.

To accomplish that could prevent an age of destruction within the near future.

Vikir remembered a time earlier than his regression.

Ten high-rating demons descended upon the mortal realm.

together, they erected ten massive pillars and shaped a gate to the demonic realm.

One of these ten demons was Andromalius, the demon who wore the pores and skin of Set Les Baskerville.

thankfully, we have been able to kill him before he should acquire too much power, or we might have been in hassle.

If it hadn't been for Vikir inside the first vicinity, no person could have observed Andromalius' presence.

And now, it's clear that the alternative nine Demon also are hiding in the human realm, wearing human pores and skin.

"in step with Sindiwendi's research, numerous high-rating folks that had been in contact with Set have gathered right here on the Imperial city.

The more people there are, the more likely it's miles that demons are lurking.

That's why Vikir has come to the Academy here, and why he's assumed a suitable identity to avoid suspicion.

An academy freshman from a commoner's history.

He regularly has to journey out of doors the academy to wait training and move on assassination missions, however turning into too well-known and drawing attention to himself can purpose many issues.

So Vikir purposely entered the academy as a commoner.

simply to focus on the written checks.

"I'm confident in ... principle.'

It turned into a chunk too much to get first place, however in fact, written grades aren't handled nicely anyway.

perhaps it turned into due to the fact he hadn't been able to take the academy's concept magnificence properly in his previous existence.

the sphere enjoy of a pro veteran who had survived thru an age of destruction turned into a remarkable help in verbalizing and describing theories.

as a result, Vikir was able to write the solution sheet effectively, and that on my own earned him first area honors.

in the meantime.

on the dormitory where Vikir went to unpack his property for the rest of his lifestyles, he was greeted by means of many of his fellow students.

"Do you recognize the Dao, and would you like to explore it with our Domino club?"

"hi there, you look so lucky! Why don't you join our pufferfish cooking study organization!"

"whats up, I'm trying to be first-class, however come over here! Our meditation look at group is...."

"It'll best take a minute, however can you fill out a survey and put your fingerprints and seal stamp on the signal-up sheet in your favourite club?"

golf equipment, research corporations, clubs, societies, agencies, and so forth.

Many contemporary students are running hard to enchantment to new college students.

amongst them, the clubs that most learners are inquisitive about are major-stage clubs that assist them with their specifications, or clubs that sound thrilling simply by means of listening to about them.

pupil council, various sports activities, band, dance, theater, financial research, and culinary golf equipment are the primary ones that entice newcomers.

alternatively, newspaper golf equipment, horticulture golf equipment, art golf equipment, studying clubs, and lengthy-lived beetle studies golf equipment are relatively unpopular.

meanwhile. The seniors who had been inviting students to enroll in the golf equipment have been additionally seeking out some novices with a light of their eyes.

initially, 'Tudor' from the DonQuixote circle of relatives, famous for his spear talents, and 'Bianca' from the Usher circle of relatives, well-known for her archery capabilities, had been the primary targets of the seniors.

The same is going for "Sinclair," who, in spite of her unknown affiliation, scored a stunning 1st in sensible and 2nd in written.

... however none of this matters to Vikir.

All he can reflect onconsideration on is getting returned to his dorm, unpacking, and getting a few rest.

because he has to head on a killing day trip beginning this night.

"how many pages are there within the e book of killings on my own?'

The blacklist.

There were many stuff that deserved to die, even amongst people, now not demons.

Traitors who sided with the demons and sold out humanity.

'... That's a lot of humans to kill.'

Vikir concept to himself as he walked through the crowd of latest students.

simply then.

"Newspaper department, newspaper branch, maintain up with what's occurring in the faculty."

A acquainted voice called out from someplace.

Vikir turned to see a familiar face hawking flyers and enrollment forms.

St. Dolores L Quovadis.

The youngest early admit student.

modern 1/3-12 months senior.

The academy's scholar council president.

And the head of the newspaper membership.

The school's number one idol who hasn't ignored a beat in the past three years.

She turned into handing out utility forms by means of hand.

"Senpai, please take a look at this, kaaaak!"

"Senpai! I'm a fan! i like you!"

"I joined the academy simply to see you!"

"Wow, you're so stunning, so pious, so holy!"

The beginners are jostling to get the flyers handed out by means of this mythical senior, hoping to trap her eye for once.

"...."

but as they pass in the front of her, Vikir handiest presses her face-hiding bangs and thick horn-rimmed glasses even tighter.

He has already met St. Dolores.

" ... I met her as soon as whilst i was a hound of the night.

The holy water she brewed for us helped to quell the water plague.

but the holy woman doesn't recognise Vikir's true face now because he wore a mask.

So Vikir had to turn away from her and go back to his dormitory without giving freely his identification.

there was no factor in being identified.

* * *

The surroundings in the dormitory building became pretty comfy.

The constructing became large and grand, but from an person's point of view, there has been no want to wander all over the location.

It became thoroughly designed so that you didn't ought to wander an excessive amount of past the confined location of your ground, hallways, and stairs.

the boys' and girls' dormitories have been connected to the 2 most important buildings in an A-shape, however have been strictly separated, with distinct flooring for extraordinary grades.

4th grade is at the 1st floor, 3rd grade is at the 2nd ground, 2d grade is on the 3rd floor, and 1st grade is on the 4th floor.

I suppose this is because the older you get, the more difficult it's far to climb the steps.

The rooms are neither large nor small, and the standard alternative is a simple setup with a large bunk mattress, an similarly big table, and two chairs.

It had the feel of a wellknown children hostel, besides that the restroom with bathe become a bit dated.

... Tuck!

After arriving at the room, Vikir dropped his easy luggage, along with some garments, at the desk.

Then.

"...Uh, whats up, are you on this room too?"

The voice came from the aspect of the toilet.

Vikir grew to become his head to see a quick boy standing there.

Blond hair. His cheeks were much less chiseled and he had some false teeth, and his androgynous appearance quite lovely.

A nametag became pinned to his chest, written in crude handwriting.

'Piggy.'

This become his roommate for the next year.

And Vikir already knew this guy.

'Piggy. right here we cross once more.'

before the regression. He remembers him as a pleasant guy.

He became the first to reach out to Vikir, who had come to babysit the Baskervilles' triplets, even when he was doing atypical jobs.

on this lifestyles, Piggy become first-rate, too.

"Uh, so your call's Vikir, so you'll be appropriate to me inside the destiny, and also you'll should forgive me if I'm a little clumsy and slow. Oh, and that i heard there are two bunk beds, so you can pick out your own first!"

Vikir sighed in short at Piggy's cheerful thought.

the students on the Academy are younger, however they're smart.

They've been across the block and heard the elite talk, so that they're no strangers to civility, betrayal, politics, and bullying.

a nice, harmless man like Piggy gets misplaced inside the jungle of inexperienced persons, wherein there is a lot of first-mover advantage.

'... In a previous lifestyles, that's exactly what came about.'

Piggy was an established victim of bullying.

His lovely appears, small size, and timid personality made him stick out from the group of big, muscular, and outspoken boys.

His hobbies of analyzing and analyzing facts in solitude didn't suit in with the instructional way of life of power.

Vikir knows this, and it's why he can't assist however look at him with compassion.

'earlier than the regression, Piggy's roommate turned into intellectual Les Baskervilles, I trust, so i've an concept of what his instructional life was like again then.'

whether or not he realized it or not, Piggy breathed a sigh of alleviation on the idea of getting a roommate whose first affect, while a chunk reticent, was nonetheless pleasant.

He have to have involved a lot about assembly a frightening roommate.

Then.

Piggy spoke to Vikir first.

"hiya, Vikir, you're going to O.T. later tonight, proper?"

Freshman orientation.

I study it as a time to train the newly admitted beginners approximately the fundamentals of the academy ... and a time for the seniors to meet the newbies and get to recognise them over liquids.

It's now not genuinely required, but it's nevertheless some thing that each freshman should attend.

The idea is to get to know the people you'll be spending the following four years with and to community with the seniors.

The connections you are making right here might be the foundation of your future career, aka your "line," and you've fought via a "bloodbath" to get right here.

... however.

"No."

Vikir turned into not interested by any of that.

The Assassination Act.

because to any extent further, the real bloodshed changed into to come back.

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