"Welcome heroes from another world!!!"

It was the first thing Zack heard shortly after a bright light illuminated the entire class. After that, he also began to hear the annoyed voices of his companions, and he knew the reason.

Although Zack tried to direct his gaze in the direction in which he had heard that sharp voice, the strong lights that had appeared out of nowhere had completely blinded him.

As the angry voices of his classmates began to get louder, his vision began to recover.

Before his eyes appeared a scene that he had never seen beyond movies.

Hooded men and women were surrounding him and the rest of the students while two men, a robed old man and a middle-aged man in ostentatious clothes watched them from a distance with a smile on their lips.

If there was an exit beyond the one behind those men, Zack would have already disappeared from the place.

"We have summoned you because the demons are threatening the integrity of our world" said the middle-aged man while Zack was still trying to make sense of what was happening

"The Demon Lord's troops are in constant conflict with the humans in a battle of endless destruction. Hundreds of soldiers die every day…"

It was not working.

Zack decided to close his eyes for a moment and ignore the speech of the man who had 'summoned' them to a completely unknown place to fight I don't know what Demon Lord.

After analyzing what was happening, Zack came up with three possible answers that made sense.

One. Zack and his companions had been kidnapped by a sect and they are going to turn us into child soldiers to fight against our will against another sect with which they are in conflict.

Two. Someone somehow has managed to set up this stage and is filming all this from somewhere for television as a new entertainment program for all audiences.

Three. Zack came to the conclusion that he had gone completely crazy or had ingested hallucinogenic substances and what he was seeing was not real.

Those were the only answers that went through Zack's mind that made the slightest bit of sense and didn't involve mysticism and information garnered from f*cking comics.

However, there was a common problem with all the answers: Time.

Zack opened his eyes and looked at the time on his watch, after which he looked at his companions around.

The time elapsed from when they were blinded in the classroom until they appeared here there was no more than ten seconds. All the people had the same positions they had when they were in class, and those who were sitting in their seats were now on the floor, Zack included.

"What do you mean we've been summoned?!!"

"Is this some joke?!!!"

"Don't worry, I'm sure everything will be fine"

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The voices were getting louder and sounding more and more frustrated.

While Zack was busy thinking about the consequences of what had happened, his classmates had gotten over his initial shock and were panicking.

The middle-aged man was trying to explain the situation to them through a speech that he had obviously written before without any success.

However, all those voices ceased when the students witnessed what happened next.

From the hand of the old man who had not said a word so far, electric currents arose that were directed without the slightest delay toward one of the louder students.

"AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

After seeing the poor boy submerged in pain on the ground, neither Zack nor the rest of those present could understand what had happened, only a thought came out of their heads.

Magic.

The robed old man gave a step forward, looked around without changing his expression, and said:

"Dear heroes. We understand that you are confused by the situation you are in right now. However, chaos will not solve anything. Please pay attention to the wise words of Prime Minister Osla. I am sure that when he has finished speaking all your doubts will be resolved" said the old man with a calm tone as if he had not been the one who had just electrocuted one of the 'heroes'.

"A-Ah, right. Ahem, as I was saying; You, heroes, come from another world by the guidance of the gods…"

While the rest of the students were in shock at what had happened, Zack continued to stare at the student still unconscious on the ground from the shock.

As much as he wanted to deny it, all the clues led to a not-very-flattering conclusion.

They had been summoned.

Even if Zack wasn't a fan of the comics, they had also been put on his reading list, basically because of the amount of content that existed.

Although there were quite a few entertaining ones in the Isekai genre, the conclusion he came to, after multiple readings, was only one.

(I'm screwed)

No matter what kind of summoning it was, the premise was always the same.

Kids too young to drive who haven't even graduated from high school are kidnapped against their will and forced to fight in wars they had nothing to do with, only to be discarded as if nothing had happened, either returned to their world or being killed for being a threat to the current regime, for the greater good.

It seems that his assumption of the sect was not too far from the truth.

While Zack was busy reflecting on his current situation, the prime minister was finishing his speech.

"…of your strength. Please heroes help us repel the demonic army."

Zack looked around to see the effect the speech had had on his classmates.

The reactions were varied.

Although it must be said that the speech given by the prime minister was generic, the people to whom it was addressed had just experienced something out of pure fantasy and were still alarmed and distressed.

Some looked at the prime minister with distrust while others were buried in their own fantasies and imagined themselves as saviors of the world or holders of fame and fortune never before imagined. And there were also those who still couldn't process what was happening.

"Please, accompany me to see his majesty, he is certainly looking forward to meeting you" said the old man, interrupting Zack's thoughts.

And without waiting for anyone, he turned around and left the room closely followed by the Prime Minister.

The supposed heroes looked at each other confused and not knowing what to do until one of them got up and followed in the footsteps of the prime minister.

Shortly after the whole class left that room while trying not to get lost on the way.

Little by little the appearance of the corridors began to change slowly becoming more and more luxurious and the guards that guarded said places were more and more abundant.

Zack couldn't tell how far they had walked until the Prime Minister stopped at the ostentatiously large and impractical doors. After that, he turned around and said:

"Before you is the throne room, please wait until you are called to enter" And saying this, he left the group and went into one of the side corridors that were nearby, leaving them alone with the old wizard and a certain number of guards who watched them without making a move.

The situation in which he found himself could not be considered favorable, but although the students became more and more restless by the moment, the image of the old man who was before them electrocuting one of his classmates was still fresh.

"ATTENTION!!!!! The heroes summoned from another world and the Supreme Archmage of the royal court Imak Kadetin Bere are called by the king to appear before his majesty Terence II" A voice sounded from inside as the doors opened slowly letting them glimpse inside.