“Okay, I’ve had enough, I expel you devil, go back to hell.” Mr. Constantine holds up his axe at the devil

“Oh well! Has the class finished so soon?” The devil says surprisingly.

“Yes, class is done, fuck back to hell before I crash your skull, devil”

“Well according to the contract, I am to take one soul from the class when class is finished, so I better hurry and find out who is doing worst at defending against dark magic now” the devil says cheerfully, almost excitedly.

“No devil you didn’t even teach—— you know what? I’m done, you’re done.” Mr. Constantine stomps the floor with an enraged war cry, and charges at the devil at amazing speed.

The devil stood there as if he is just taking the blow, but just as Mr. Constantine’s axe falls upon the devil, darkness fills the room, Mr. Constantine screams in pain.

“Well……. I see you are not a great defender against dark magic? I wouldn’t give you a very good rating for taking that nightmare lightning straight on with your face” the light came back, Mr. Constantine on the floor, holding his face, rolling in pain.

“Oh don’t be a baby my summoner, it makes me look bad, I didn’t harm you TAHT badly did I? The contract bounds me from doing so” the devil shakes his head with a sigh.

“Well, it’s time to test your fellow humans” the devil turns to us, suddenly, we can move again.

Without hesitation, we all continued chanting whatever spell we were chanting before being frozen

With mana flows though of me, a ward is up, just covering all my classmates. About the exact same time, a magical amplifier array appeared under our feet, and a few more wards joined, a few knight spirits were summoned, a dozen of lightning and fire bolts fired, and someone sent a emergency alert out, the school alarm sounded outside

“Well well well!! Aren’t kids the best.” The devil laughed, dodging left and right like a ghost, avoiding all the offensive spells, WHILE chanting in abyssal language

Countless shadowy swords appears, filled the room around our ward, the summoned spirits rushes toward the devil to interrupt, but they just disappeared into the darkness.

“I’d say, you’re all doing way better than that human though, I am genuinely impressed.” The devil laughs, and the dark swords starts to fall in on my ward.

“Hey!! “ in the storm of dark blades, a group of paladins enters followed by Mrs.Flamington and other wizards, “take your prize and go back to hell” the paladins shouts. Since when did paladins became our school security?

“Well, congratulation humans, you all did better than your older fellow, I hope you won’t miss him too much.” He grabbed Mr. Constantine, and bowed as he stepped back into a red portal.

Dark swords, wards, spirits, all disappeared, along gone with the amazing illusion of the paladins and wizards, we all fall to the ground, exhausted.

“That was one hell of a lesson” the last thing I heard myself saying before passing out

"Alright, you little assholes. Settle down. I'm Mr. Constantine. I've been asked to teach you kids how to defend against dark magic.“

Yup, here he comes, everyone’s favorite.

Mr. Constantine is a veteran, tall, gray hair, never wears anything that covers up his chest and shoulders, scars all over his body, one eye blinded with a red scar that glows.

He said it came from the slash of a cursed sword-spear from a demon general in the Great Abyssal War, that demon general has different title every time he talks about it tho, so we think he just made it up.

“I thought Mrs.Flamington is teaching this” Christine says, the shortest girl in our class, also the best summoner in class.

“What does that witch knows about fighting dark magic? Her sparkle witchcraft does nothing against the abyssal creatures that conjure horrible dark magics” Mr. Constantine shakes his head as though it was the most obvious question that we should not need to ask

“But…. Are we learning to defend dark magic…… uhh….. physically???” Rayard, the strongest kid in class asks. Well, being in the spell-specialist class, he isn’t half as strong as the smallest girl in the warrior-specialist class. But he’s the best illusionist in our class, Mrs.Greenwood, the best illusionist in the school and possibly in the world, always tells us about how he will shine in a few years of training.

“Ha! Those old wizards has lost their mind to want you to learn how to ‘defend’ against dark magic, when you face dark magic, only thing you can do is dodge, and proceed to beat the shit out of the abyss-fucker.”

Mr. Constantine reaches back to grab his great axe, and stomp it on the floor “you little witches and wizards thinks your magic can solve all your problems, I’ll tell ya, all the magic bullshit CAME from the abyss, from demons, they do us human no good, and wanting to compete with demons with magic that came from the abyss is just ignorant, you see back in the abyssal war———“

Here we go again. Mr.Constantine doesn’t teach a lot of our class, but when he does, he has to tell us how all the magic we learned are just garbage and we better off go farming to grow food for the warriors.

After 15 minutes of history lecture and boasting about the glory of himself and his warrior team back in the war, he finally looks at the clock

“Oh well, you little witches won’t get it, no point wasting my time to tell you the truth” he turns and starts looking for something in his bag

As if you didn’t already waste 15 minutes of our life telling us stories that we can memorize backwards. I think to myself.

“Alright, this is gonna be a dangerous class, you kids might die, not that it’s anything new in this school, but if anyone here realized how pointless it is to risk your life here just to be a spell sucker, feel free to pack up and leave, I won’t tell anyone.” Mr. Constantine says in a friendly smile.

No one reacted.

His brow raised. “Well, I expected no less stupidity from you.” He says, trying to show he doesn’t care, but he’s clearly angry.

“Alright, bubble kids, go put up your bubble in the room, against devil, one that keep a devil in here.” Mr. Constantine says as he pulls out a piece of paper.

It’s called a ward. I tell myself not to correct him. “Keep a devil IN this room, WITH US, you’re saying, Mr. Constantine?” I asked, confirming.

“Yes, not that it matters tho, if a devil wish, your bubble does nothing, it’s really the contract that is binding it, and my axe watching of course “

“…….Yes Mr. Constantine.” I motion to the 5 other kid that Mrs. Flamington appointed to help me when a ward is needed, I am the best in warding in the class, so I walked to the door, closed my eyes, put my hands against the door, and led them in the chanting.

“Ehhdhdbshsjxbbahsbdhwjabxvjsnqbshxjebfbk” we spread out evenly along the wall of the classroom, and chant in unison.

When we finished, I open my eyes, a thin blue film covered all the walls, doors, and windows, the part close to me shines the least tho, because I did it the cleanest, Mrs.Flamington says his dead husband can creat ward that is completely invisible to the eye, and almost indestructible if smaller than the size of a car, she says I have the potential to be like him.

Looking over to the front of the classroom, Christine is helping Mr. Constantine summon devil, a red magic array appears as Mr. Constantine chants in awful accents.

A slim, tall handsome men materialize above the array, his skin pale as moon, eyes dark as a starless night.

He smiles.

“Greetings, I am [ ], second captain of general [ ], first lieutenant of [ ], mistress of the Fort Nightstone, servant of [ ], our mighty lord.” He says, with a bow.

He introduced himself, and his master, and his master’s master, all the way up to the God of Devils, all the names were in abyssal language, which we haven’t learned. We will next year tho.

The whole class fell silence after his introduction. We never heard a introduction from a devil so SHORT.

The shorter the introduction, the closer he is to the god of devils, meaning higher ranking, everyone here knows that. Maybe except Mr. Constantine.

In unison, almost everyone in the class drew their wands or magic devices and started chanting

Me as well, immediately start chanting a ward to protect my classmates, although I doubt it will be of any effect against a devil like this.

“Hey now, wouldn’t you say it’s a bit rude to your instructor ?” The devil says, smiling, but with just these simple words we were all forced to stop chanting, muscle frozen. Some cast a pre-loaded spell to attack the devil, which were instant-cast, but the attack simply disappeared as if nothing happened.

“Hahahahahaha, you witches are shitting yourselves in presence of a real devil, I guess you people never change, huh” Mr. Constantine laughs, shaking his head. “Well, this abyssal fuck is bound by my contract, he can’t really harm you too badly, I have him under my fingers so you can calm down and sit down, alright?”

“Mr. Constantine! This is a high——“ Christine stops halfway through her sentence, and forced to sit down by unseen forces.

“Well, humans, as my summoner says, I mean you no harm—— except by that contract I am to take the soul of the person that do the worst at the end of this class as my payment, otherwise you are all reasonably safe.” He says with a charming simile.

“Hey devil!! You’re not supposed to tell them about that!” Mr. Constantine took a step in front of the devil, teeth grinding

“Well well, am I not? Would you kindly point out where in the contract forbid me from talking about it?” The devil blinks innocently. “Honesty is usually not a devil’s creed, but asking a devil to ‘pretend to accidentally kill a human and take that as payment’, seemed like an insult to a devil’s dignity, wouldn’t you all agree?” The devil looks towards us, smiling as he has been, but with a hint of playfulness.

“Fine,” Mr.Constantine turns to us “ just do well in the class, I’ll show you how to beat the shit out of a abyssal dark magic witch, and the one that fails to learn will go to hell, the rest of you just pretend it is an accident, if any one of you here were to tell ANYONE about this, I’ll have the devil to collect your souls, too”

Still frozen by the devil’s will, we are all unable to react.

“May I ask why you’re talking to these human child, my summoner?” The devil asks, head slightly tilting as though confused

“What?” Mr. Constantine turns to the devil, he seemed ACTUALLY confused by what he is asking.

“Well, aren’t you also one I am teaching today, my summoner?” The devil says, blinking towards us.

“No you stupid hell fuck, I. am. the. teacher.” Mr. Constantine says word by word, slowly, as though worrying the devil may not understand him. “you little hell creature are just here to help me as a material, let me demonstrate how to crash a dark magic user’s skull, is that quite clear?” Mr. Constantine looks at the devil, eye brows dramatically raised.

“Well, unfortunately, the contrast only says I should help teach this class of human to the best of my abilities, of defending against dark magic, and a soul that did the worst in the class is to be collected as payment “ the devil says, almost professionally

“Okay okay fine fine fine fine” Mr. Constantine is clearly frustrated, he says as he wave his hand dismissively “your stupid contract is incomplete, but fine, you want to teach, than go ahead, teach, I’m not against it anyway, I can go and do other things, I’ll just come back and see how they do, I don’t really care anyways”

Just as Mr. Constantine about to touch the door, the light blue ward changed color…. Just a little more red, making the ward almost indistinguishably a bit more purple than blue.

“Oh what did I tell you about your bubbles?” Mr. Constantine hits the ward, and immediately turns to me, anger on his face “ I said KEEP DEVIL IN ROOM, not your GODDAMN teacher!!” He yells at me.

“Oh I did that” the devil smiles “ as I’ve just said, I am to teach the human in this class of defending against dark magic, and you, are a human of this class, are you not?”

“You can NOT keep me here, I am your summoner, and I am not a student of this stupid witch class!”

“Well, I am bound by the contract to teach ‘every’ human that is a part of the class when I arrive, which you are clearly a human and clearly a part of the class, the contract said nothing of students or teacher”

“Okay, I’ve had enough, I expel you devil, go back to hell.” Mr. Constantine holds up his axe at the devil (Continue)