The Narrow-Eyed Villain of the Demon Academy

A black dragon and an angel wielding a pure white blade were about to clash.

I watched them, my throat bobbing nervously.

This is the battle of the strongest.

… I wasn't confident.

I wasn't confident that I could survive, caught between them.

Of course, I didn't think I would just stand there and let them attack me.

The marks bestowed by the Demon Gods of Gluttony and Pride…

If I used them, maybe, just maybe, my blade could reach them too.