Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

"Are you ready and ready? There's no going back."

"Stupid question. When it starts, pierce it, slash it, burn it and avoid it. It's just not that simple."

"Wait a minute! We'll have budget allowances in a little while. Come on! Roar, my Abacus!

A slightly audible speech into the throne room. Maria, sitting on a giant throne, listens to that voice with pleasure. The rolling orchestra played by famous performers and any famous song that attracted people from all over the world is no match for this trivial conversation. So much so that I sincerely thought so, that Maria was pounding her chest.

No matter how long she waits later, Maria won't imitate herself going out. I've waited more than a decade now. I was complacent that I could put up with that much, whether for a few minutes, hours or days. Rather than that, even this waiting time was now loving. I am satisfied with my desire for pure pleasure, like the night before I refrained from a picnic, or when I am savoring an appetizer with a refreshing treat in mind.

"Oops, the calculations are done!

"Okay, piercing."

"Oh, hey, wait a minute -"

- Zdogahhhhh!

The main door leads to the throne room, kicked away by shaking off some sort of restraint. The robust keeper, who would have protected this place for many years, blows away as easily as a lie, approaching the throne with Maria directly in front.

"Ugh!

Maria breathes gently into the former main door, which she thought would collide in the next moment. Then what happened, the former main door now moved in the opposite direction. By hitting the wall next to its entrance during the throne, he gradually escaped from the middle of kinetic energy, deforming his body, which should be steel. This commotion leads to dust and poor prospects around the area.

"Wow, you just bounced that one back with your breath. It's not a dragon brace..."

"Fool. If you're surprised all the time to this extent, you won't have the body and spirit, will you? He looks like a luxurious kid, but he's got more power than a limb. Nothing surprises me."

"Well, unlike Vakala, even you have a limited life. Isn't that right, Maria?

What emerged more than scattered dust (already) were three devastating parties. Delis took on a pitch-black wand similar to Yona's doggan wand, Nell pulled the Flaming Demon Sword Pruitt out of his sheath and wrapped the flame around him, and Arezel had an Abacus in one hand. Besides magical enhancements and aids, they are loaded as much as possible. All three of them are in a critical position, and Maria's mouth ends just hang.

"Come on? My concubine, I've never died, so I know. But isn't it worth a try? Thousands of years after defeating Vakala and the old ruler. Since then, there have been no enemies, and we've killed each other because we had no choice, but our concubines never died, have they?

"The battle between Maria and Vaccarat? I'm interested, but I don't want to be there."

"I don't think I can get stuck even if I'm there. Fighting each other is fun because it does feel raw, but it's something that has its limits in the same play all the time. How awesome a landscape you've been showing, if you've seen all that landscape for a long time, you're gonna get tired of it, aren't you? with it. The battle was prolonged, and my concubine and Vaccarat got tired of it before they reached a settlement. Then we waited for a new player who was likely to climb to the heights of the concubines, or keep the messengers of the old rulers company, but in the end, the Great Eight Demons founded by Vakala, at best Limud, was the limit. Later, the grain was small, and most of it did not extend to the concubine's daughters. It was recently that I weighed in on entertainment, as far as it was impossible to hope for more in the struggle - interesting talents like Nell and Delis emerged from people with short lifespans and no great expectations. Concubine, do you still expect this from you? Can you live up to the expectations of your concubines?

"Superior!

"Wait, wait. Nell, don't rush. And Maria."

It was Derris with an invincible grin who controlled Nell, who erected the Devil's Sword, and Maria, who rose directly above the throne. Stand directly next to Nell, who was in the lead, using the black wand he was in charge of instead of tapping his shoulder.

"No way you guys are going to fight inside this room like this? In such a fucking narrow, sealed place? If you do that, at least the castle won't disappear. Then our goal, the throne, disappears. I know you guys want to fight nice, but I need you to be the one to do the post-processing."

"What?"

"I'd be glad if you were me too..."

You smiled and turned to Nell, who raised your blues, and you're willing to stop me? Derris can be exposed to the gaze that I inadvertently take a step back and subtly get out poorly. The upward and downward relationship between this couple emerges.

"Pfft...!

And the enemy laughs at me. Lightly shocked.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Concubine, I'll re-divide it. - Huh? Derris, you've been thinking about some kind of shitty operation for your concubine, haven't you? You really grew up when you weren't even willing to compete with your concubine back then. As much as I want to praise you and stroke you."

"Thanks for that one...... so can we go on? I don't think Nell can stand it any more than you."

"............ (Nicopiki)"

Ahead of Derris pointing out, there's still a nell that's going to explode. The blaze of swords and armor is also on fire.

"Oh, yeah, you're marked with anger while you're nickel. Good. - What kind of trap are you going to put your concubine in?

"You don't listen well. I'm not even thinking about cheating on Maria. This is a mutually beneficial proposition."

"Well, what good is the concubine?

"If you're gonna break out anyway, you want to do everything you can to break out, don't you? Life and buildings around you, at the end of this continent itself? Don't you care about each of them and fight in an environment where Maria can do everything she can? We have that ready."

"Providing a place? You mean move the battlefield? Well, when Vakala and I were impotent, we had a catastrophe, and I'm happy to suggest it. Come on."

Maria stood her index finger up and let it swing left and right in a chitchat.

"Nah, I said Delis. Such a clear trap, I won't hook up with anything at all. You're willing to sit on this throne the moment your concubine disappears from here, aren't you? Until then, if you stop the concubines, you won't have to defeat the Dellis and their concubines. Humph, Maria won't be fooled, will she?

"Oh, then you can take that throne, too."

"Oh, is that good!?

Maria devours Derris's unexpected offer.

"You say, no one wants such a cunning victory. Assuming you win like that, my daughter-in-law will kill me, and my apprentice wants a complete victory. Even if I wanted to, that would be like Arezel."

"Really?

"He said he wanted something else. Yeah!? Hooray for the undefeated! No risk, high return!

Allezel squeaks the Abacus.

"Maria, this is a pledge. In addition to my desire to protect this castle, Nell wants a complete victory. You want to go wild, and I'm not giving you the throne. If so, don't you think this location offering is consistent with the interests of both? If Maria agrees, I'll show you there right away."

"Um, I think it's consistent with my thoughts? But?"

sounds of an Abacus scratched with crouching. But the Derris and the others don't try to see Arezel.

"- A pledge, that's good. I'll give you a ride, that suggestion. You've only married Derris and Lily."

"I'm not married!? Yeah, but let me take the word for it. E, Al, Sun, Sue, do it."

At the next moment, the Throne Room was instantly wrapped in a dazzling light.