I may have grinded more than I was planning when I went in. Not a bad thing but I really hoped that Paul didn't made a mess out of my house while I was getting stronger.

And stronger I got. Rune Mage was finally Proficient which allowed me to choose a new class but also the Photomancer class had also gone up to Adept, making Sun Monarch class also Adept which came with two great boons.

Boon number one: I could now add Holy element to all of my light and fire attacks.

Boon number two: New skill [Solar Shell].

Solar Shell was a skill that took the form of an aura around my body that could not only deal fire and holy type damage but also protect my body from low level attacks, physical or magical. It was pretty much Touki with fire effect which helped me choose my next class.

[Swordsman]

Not learning the way of sword while I had Galatine would have been waste so my choices were Swordsman and Knight. Their difference being that Swordsman was completely about sword based while Knight also had skills concerning armors and shields. Since Solar Shell would take care of such defenses for me, choosing the class that completely focused on sword was better. No need for armors with a aura that could in time no sell most attacks.

Though that did made the Griffin Gauntlets I got from Gacha pretty much obsolete.

Speaking of Gacha, I had used five tokens that I got from killing Issei and Saji without bloodying my hands. And got myself:

Ten kilograms of Aqua Laguna Salt

Companion Gem: Maid

Small sack of jewels

Companion Gem: MILF

Race Change pill

The companion gems were something interesting but honestly, I was quite afraid to use them since their descriptions didn't give much away and I had already learned that Game was not above of messing with me.

Jewels would be useful for Paul since out of ridiculous amount of fields of magecraft he had been talented in, Jewelcraft was one of the fields he had mastered.

Aqua Laguna salt was meant to be far more delicious than normal salt but my talent in cooking was nothing fancy so it was honestly wasted on me.

Lastly the Race Change pill. It was possibly the best and the worst pull I had. Best because the pill automatically transformed the one who consumed it into a supernatural race that would benefit them. Worst because it did not work on gamers, it was an item meant solely to strengthen one's followers.

So with the anger of not being able to potentially turn myself into a god with a literal magic pill, I had continued to hunt for mobs in dungeon. One could actually feel sorry for the undead around me for the sheer amount of brutality I used on them. But it did get Rune Mage to Expert, Pyromancer to Proficient and Swordsman to Adept so I decided that the suffering of the already dead was a sacrifice that I was willing to make. Not to mention seeing the weapons of low level undead breaking when they came in contact with my skin was hilarious as well.

Unfortunately, the dungeon was not a time chamber(cheap training plot device) so I had to return home to find... Paul prostrating before Anatole.

"Please, just one drop is enough! Only one! If you give me one drop of your tears then I will bring you as much as food as you want so please..."

"Paul. What are you doing?" I sweat dropped at the sight of a grown man begging to a bird, and getting rejected.

"WAAH! MASTER! Anatole is so mean! I just wanted a few drops of tears so that I could continue to experiment with the potions you gave me! But he just won't listen to me!" Paul grabbed my shirt and started to bawl his eyes out. And then I truly realized that I had summoned someone very troublesome

"Ok ok, I'll get you some tears later on. So can you just let go?!" I said as I tried to pry the alchemist off of my shirt.

"Thank you then master!" Paul got off with all of the tears and snot magically(not sure whether literally or not) vanishing. I had gotten myself a real weirdo.

"But later, I got school now." And wasn't that a shock, seeing that I had been in the dungeon for all night and a part of the morning. How the hell didn't I get tired?

{Notice: That is because of [Sun Monarch] class' special skill which allows you to do whatever you do without feeling any kind of fatigue while under the Sun. Your dungeon had one therefore you didn't get tired.} Sun Monarch class is awesome. But still, gotta go to school.

"Here have this." I said as I handed the small sack of jewels I got from Gacha to Paul. "Pretty sure that you are something of a master in Jewelcraft so you can use these."

"Thank you master, and my these are quite good quality!" Paul said as he inspected an emerald between his fingers before sniffing it. Which was my cue to leave. "Also please make sure to feed Anatole while I'm gone, preferably some chicken." To establish dominance over inferior birds.

Saying all I had to say, I took the fastest shower of my life, got dressed in Kuoh Academy's stupid looking uniform, placed a slice of bread between my teeth and started to run towards school like an average anime protagonist.

Truthfully, I wanted to just talk to the devils and come to an agreement that would allow me to skip the school but I wanted to be a bit stronger before I started to interact with them, negotiating from a position of weakness was bad and as a human against devils who had protection of two Satans I already was at a weak spot with my only advantages being that they were a bit naive and didn't want their overpowered siblings to interfere with their lives too much. So I should have had some time before dealing with them.

Should have that is…

Instead I had been called to student council room before the first class and was met with glaring visage of Sona Sitri.

"Cyrus-san, would you like to tell me why is there a magical barrier around your house?"

What?


Paul/Paracelsus POV

He felt like he had forgotten to tell something to his master.

"Bah if I forgot about it then it couldn't have been important. Don't you think so Anatole." He said to the heavenly bird as he fed it another piece of chicken. Not sure how he felt about this form of low level cannibalism.