Me and My Demons
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
They were just a bunch of ordinary demonologists trying to summon an ordinary demon…but at the moment of summoning, something went wrong. Still, demon or demonologist – what was the difference to them, anyway? Either way, they were going to have fun. My name is Konstantin and I am no ordinary demonologist. Most people fear demons, but in my case, it’s the demons who fear me…
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
I could have been anything I wanted: a chef, a chauffeur, a pianist, an artist, an aristocrat…but where would the fun be in that? In my past life, I’d been one of the world’s greatest demonologists, and horned lords and masters of the inferno had cringed and trembled with terror at my name. That name, in fact, was still around, still making demons tremble. And that was only the beginning, because in this world, I’d chosen to become a soldier. Why? Simple! The army turned out to be a total madhouse that obeyed no reason, and the only way to understand it was to experience it.
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
The army is no place for being idle. A bad soldier is one who can’t get this into his head; one who’ll do anything to get out of work, who’s forever looking for a quiet corner where he can sit and do nothing. But Konstantin was not that soldier. Konstantin was always looking for ways to make himself useful. He even took on tasks that no one in their right mind would volunteer for. And because of that, he received a steady stream of awards from his commanders. Quite possibly, his commanders would have preferred not to be constantly giving him awards – it might draw attention from headquarters, after all – but the recruit was single-handedly doing the job of a whole platoon. They had to reward him with something, even if they weren’t quite sure what… A promotion? And his very own squad to command? Yes…that would be a reward and a punishment, all rolled into one.
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
Flying with your squad to rescue your fellow soldiers under siege. Navigating your plane right into the epicentre of the fighting, only to discover that the enemy has been lying in wait, ready to ambush you all along…What could go wrong? Watching as your aircraft is overrun by enemies that outnumber you ten to one. What could go wrong? Nothing will go wrong…as long as Konstantin is there! For Konstantin, this is all in a day’s work. For the New Empire, however, things might still go very wrong indeed…
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
Constantine Princely had never expected his life to become such a whirlwind adventure. Chases and missions, duels and unexpected alliances, imps and winged kittens, magic and military operations all combined into one vibrant tapestry where the serious and the absurd collided. Every new encounter, every fresh mission, was a test. His task was not only to succeed, but to come out the other side with sense of humour still intact. The boundaries between heroism and chaos in this world were blurred, and help could come from the most unlikely sources. Only one thing was certain: this was going to be fun.
by Oleg Sapphire, Alexey Kovtunov
Constantine wasn’t hunting fame and fortune, but fate just kept tossing new challenges his way. A duel against the legendary hermit Mikriban, sent by the sultan himself. Whisper demons summoned to make that hermit’s life a living hell. Dangerous forays into enemy territory, daring rescues and brawls with treacherous Osmans – and all of this was only the beginning. Not even a deadly plane explosion over the Dark Sea could put an end to Constantine’s adventures, especially not with his imps and the Artist by his side. But now, the Academy of Demonology awaited him, and it was time to prove that brawn and brains were not just weapons, but art forms.
