Evil Duchess Summons Me, the Heavenly Demon

“Interested?”

Snap. I snatched one book and asked while holding it. The rest of the books slowly floated in the air before stacking neatly on the table.

“Of course I am! Being the foundation of the magic you use, it must be quite powerful, and then it won’t be long before those lowlifes kneel before me.”

“Usually, one doesn’t say such things so openly.”

“If I don’t trust my own summoned creature, who would I trust? And what did you say before? To be careful with my words in front of others? So I’m only saying this in front of you, Cheon Sang-geuk.”

Ephre, saying this, looked somehow unburdened.

I could understand the reason to some extent. Wearing a mask and living is tiring for anyone, isn’t it? Even the disgusting Master of Haomen once confessed while drunk.

I don’t live like this because I want to, Heavenly Demon… I just do it because someone has to. Hmm? What’s so important about changing faces? Whether a man or a woman, as long as the appearance is good, that’s all that matters.

In the end, I never found out the bastard’s true gender. Nor did I particularly want to know.

When he subtly suggested that I could sleep with him if I was really curious, I almost shot a Heat Yang Palm at his face and scorched it.

Anyway, unlike that weirdo who relied on alcohol and bizarre concepts, Ephre seemed to have found her own answer. Even if her revealing her inner thoughts so soon wasn’t entirely welcome.

I deliberately ignored the emotion budding inside me and asked:

“This lord’s power is not given freely. You’ll have to work day and night for it.”

“Uh… why do you think I want to get it for free? I was in agony because I wanted to summon but couldn’t, not particularly because I wanted to get something for free. Right? In the first place, summoning you only happened after spending my own money and drawing various magic circles.”

Looking at those blinking eyes, I became even more confused about whether this was sincere or not.

For reference, I am not a man whose heart is swayed by women, but I tended to generously give opportunities to those who were eager to learn and earnest.

I was the one who boldly abolished the long-standing Jamadong of the Divine Sect. This means I cut off that insane history where children were captured and confined like gu poison jars, allowing only the last one to survive…

After that?

Afterwards, it was renamed to Bokmadong and operated anew. I made it so that one could complete the training safely without killing or being killed.

Of course, I couldn’t do anything about unforeseen accidents in unseen places, because the Heavenly Demon is typically one who reigns, not one who watches over.

This makes me a benevolent ruler. I’ve achieved a feat that even the emperor couldn’t compare to. At least no one in the Divine Sect starved to death.

Perhaps because my brief contemplation seemed to delay my answer, Ephre lowered her chin and widened her eyes with a more cautious demeanor.

“Don’t you… believe me?”

Ah.

I almost fell for it.

“There’s a saying that to deceive an enemy most excellently, mix a little falsehood with the truth. You’re excellent; you almost succeeded in deceiving this lord.”

A short “tsk” sound was heard. She was truly a terrifying girl.

It seemed necessary to have a more objective view of Ephre and a more diverse understanding of [Summoner] and this world.

Sofia? No, that one possessed such insidiousness that even Ephre seemed better in comparison. Probably, those who could scheme better than her wouldn’t exceed one hand’s count even if one searched the entire island.

That fellow called Orlando could be highly rated for having presented a rare magical tool, but inversely proportional to that, his intelligence itself seemed significantly lower.

Balangke… that child also doesn’t seem like she would give the desired answers.

Perhaps Liza, one of the educators?

‘A total predicament.’

Could it be that I was summoned because this world lacks talent? As if to make the Muk-Yeom Heavenly Demon experience some hardship?

Insolent.

While I was frowning.

Ephre tilted her head around my face. She looked at the end of my gaze and curled up the corners of her mouth with a grin.

“Are you wondering what they’re doing? Well, this must be your first time seeing spirits? What exactly do you see? That’s quite interesting. [Ouija Board] is only visible to each individual’s eyes.”

“Ouija Board?”

Ephre pointed to the children staring blankly into the air.

“Look there, can you see? They’re just standing like they’re paralyzed, right? When they do that, it’s ninety percent likely they’re using [Ouija Board]. Unfamiliar kids look like that. By the way, I can use it even during class. Even while talking to people.”

From what I heard, this [Ouija Board] seemed to be a real-time communication ability that only certain professions in this continent, specifically mages or summoners, could use.

The so-called community, that is.

I looked at Ephre, who had a triumphant expression. Somehow her shoulders were raised. Her chest also seemed puffed out. When I stared at her, she quickly hunched her shoulders and said, fanning herself with a somewhat reddened face:

“Um… summoned creatures probably can’t use it. I’ve never heard of such a thing. Above all, you’re the first summoned creature in human form, right? But since you seem curious, I can look for you. This is more complicated to use than you might think.”

No. Somehow, I feel like I understand why. Though I’ve never used it.

Ephre waved her hands in the air. The reason for her exaggerated movements seemed to be to show that she was doing something, but amusingly, I could see all of it.

A unique and auspicious energy was swirling in a consistent flow.

I channeled energy to the acupoints of my eyes and the solar plexus. Hum. A undulating, translucent blue canvas appeared. Lines of text seemed to be faintly visible. But they weren’t clear and soon tried to disappear.

‘Interesting.’

If there’s something that’s said to be impossible or unachievable, one shouldn’t give up or let it pass but must break through it head-on for development. The same applies even if it’s this community called Ouija Board.

I immediately channeled energy, rapidly stretching the energy drawn from my dantian. Past the mid-point to the Baekwhoe acupoint at the upper point…

“!”

At that moment, I could see it too. The field of that mysterious ability they call Ouija Board.

Sexyguy: These days, kids seem to want to talk to me whenever they see me, it’s a big problem, what should I do

Anonymous: The guy above smells strongly of being single;

Anonymous: It’s always kids like that who cloud the school atmosphere, he seems like someone who flaunts around by self-identifying with his summoned creature lolol

Sexyguy: You fuckers it’s true

Anonymous: Seeing him refute so urgently, it seems he got hit hard by facts, ah what is it? Why do I feel like I know who this is? Is it that guy who looks stupid?

…It was dizzying.

What is this scene, as if I’ve come to a gambling den?

Even the minions of the evil sects wouldn’t engage in such low, even childish, conversations. Well, considering their average age and mental age that fails to reach even that, it’s to be expected.

“Ah, many kids are using it now. Want me to read it to you?”

“…No. That’s enough. I’m not curious at all.”

“Oh really? You looked extremely curious.”

Ephre smacked her lips as if regretful. She probably was going to use that as bait to push for a contract again.

Before that.

I really didn’t want to join that terrible conversation. I could easily guess that was the most decent conversation. Because wherever one can hide their identity, humans most unreservedly show their ugliest sides.

‘Watching the conversations of these lowly beings is unbearably painful.’

But as I needed to establish a foothold and take root in this world, I reluctantly put on a human skin mask.

Since my identity could be revealed, I had to thoroughly hide the fact that I’m the Heavenly Demon, at least on this Ouija Board.

With the feeling of swallowing poison, I carefully wrote:

Coolbeautycontinentbestbeauty: Wawawawah! Cool beauty pretty girl appears★ desu wa~ Big sisters and brothers should cherish cool beauty desu wa

It’s truly disgustingly repulsive. How can a person think like this and speak like this? For the first time since reaching my lofty position, I felt fear. I was newly surprised by my iron-like mental strength that could act as if I were a completely different person.

“…Wow, I just saw a really disgusting post. Sorry, I can’t read this… Why are you laughing?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Ephre tilted her head. Clearly just now. I substituted an answer with firmly closed lips as she muttered such words.

Using the subtlety of the Reverse Force Technique, I forcibly changed my facial muscles. Into the appearance of a dignified absolute being who doesn’t forget propriety.

Only my eyes moved.

Anonymous: F…uck… What is that? I don’t even know what it means, but it’s super annoying.

That was fortunate. If I needed to gather information, it would all be meaningless if I couldn’t catch the eyes of the gossips.

With a feeling of vomiting blood once more, I personally informed them:

Coolbeautycontinentbestbeauty: Pretty girl Cheon-jjang here! Would you like to call me Angel-chan? Angel-chan has many, many questions for big sisters and big brothers!