Get Out of This Boy, Demon!

Once the contract was signed, Demon Ora shrank from a black panther into a tiny kitten. Roland also felt a strange power flow into his body. "So this is magic?"

"Yes, but you'll need to learn spells before you can use it properly," Merlin said.

"Oh, I know some." Roland casually cast dozens of Minor Healing Spells on Demon Ora, healing every wound on his body.

Watching his magic squandered like that, Demon Ora couldn't help shedding black tears.

"This doesn't feel like enough magic. Should we find a few more Demons?" Roland asked.

"Sure." Merlin nodded and wiped away the Magic Circle so he could draw a new one.

"Wait. I know how to summon a Demon with twice as much magic as I have. You can summon him," Demon Ora said.

"Is he your enemy?" Roland asked curiously.

"No. He's my father."

"Uh..." Roland's expression turned peculiar. That was one hell of a way to honor his father.

"If he knew what I'd become, he'd devour me and have another offspring," Demon Ora explained.

"I didn't realize Demon families were so complicated," Roland said.

"Understandable," Merlin said. "Tell me how to summon your father. I can make the contract even harsher."

"Thank you, Mage!" Demon Ora said, moved. He told Merlin how to summon his father.

"See? He even thanked us." Merlin drew a new Magic Circle and summoned a Demon.

The Demon appeared as a white goose riding a Black Horse. He looked nothing like a relative of Demon Ora's.

"I am Murmur. Human, did you summon me? Have you prepared sufficient offerings?"

"See for yourself." Smiling, Merlin presented the contract.

"Die!" The white goose opened his beak, and a Dark Aura poured out.

"He's a Mage, so I'll handle him." Merlin swung his staff. Golden light