Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

City of Engay. In one of the rooms of an inn, faces of the Knights of the End were gathered.

The Knights of the End are a battle group formed to fight darkness. It goes around the world to destroy enemies who bear the name of the Knights and others but do not belong to the country and who have no enemies against man.

Its members are known to be a few elite and have more than the same power as first-rate mercenaries, even the lowest of the three levels divided by strength.

Dealing with just a human being with a dark spider is a heavy load. The Knights of the End was the last fortress of mankind, and that was why its name was spoken as a brave man from time to time in Miga.

The center of the room. An old man sat deep down in a relaxed comfort chair.

Its face is engraved with deep wrinkles and its hair dyed white, but the flesh that has been forged over the years is still barely faded, and if the beholder sees it, he will be as comfortable as he dreams to the immense power that dwells in him.

In fact, the old man was a first-degree knight who only existed to such an extent that he could fit in one hand among the Knights of the End - a leader among those who came to Engay this time.

The need for light, which boasts absolute authority and power among the Knights and has protected mankind from calamity many times before.

Ephe of 'Destruction'.

The old knight, who receives respect from his numerous martial arts and serene waist, sees his disciples with quiet eyes, as usual.

"Again...... yet, can't you find it? Horos Carmen."

"That's level two. There seems to be no mistake in being in the woods... but the technique of" Paying Attraction "is also strong. There's no breaking."

"On a positive offense, it takes time. I can't do it."

To the master's words, one of his disciples - Luffrey, who always pulls the group in a bright atmosphere, clasps his shoulders, and Nevila, who is a bad gala, pounds his tongue.

Powerful magicians also cover techniques in non-specialized fields. In particular, contraindicated magicians tended to be prolonged in clandestine procedures.

The Knights of the End are never oblivious to witchcraft either, but they are one step worse than the Wizards, who are just as skilled at contraindications.

"Pay Attraction" is the higher-bound magic of the illusion system that deludes and leads astray those who fall within a specific range in a natural way.

Breaking through from the front is difficult. On the other hand, the junction has the weakness that the junction will cease to work if there is guidance from those who know the way.

To the reports of his disciples, Ephe says with a narrow, low voice.

"Horos is dangerous. It has slipped through our hands many times before. It must be destroyed before it reaches the first level."

Just as the members of the Knights of the End were divided into three classes, the Knights of the End had divided the natural enemy Necromancer into three classes.

Horos Carmen is classified in the second class, but in the first class is the kind of evil god that crosses man. The second level could be described as an extremely dangerous sorcerer.

Of course, defeat is unlikely, but depending on how you do it, a few third-degree knights could do it.

But Ephe had a warm grin to change the air that far. It's absolute confidence to see a glimpse there.

A small number of first-degree knights have other important tasks besides the Dark Conquest.

It's about passing on that power and experience backwards.

That gaze sees the youngest girl who was listening without saying anything.

"Cenri, as planned, I'll leave it to you. Take Horos with the Luffreys. Can you do that?"

"... Yes. Master."

A second-degree magician is a pretty big shot. Better than the first degree, of course, but rarely relative.

There was no upset about the nominated Cenri's voice. Its purple eyes are not cloudy, they are looking back at Ephe.

To that look, Ephe nods loudly and satisfied.

"It's okay, Cenri. Though you are still young - your power is at this stage, unlimited to the first level. Especially the strength of blessings is one of the top knights of all time"

A noble soul. Light sword princess. Blessed be the God of all beings born. Senri Silvis.

Among the finest knights of the end, he is a remarkable talent.

In particular, the strength of blessings - which the Necromancer describes as positive energy and so on - directly linked to his ability to cover the darkness is stronger than any disciple Ephe has ever had.

The End Knight enhances the power of celebration with rigorous training and spiritual unity, but Cenri had an unlikely blessing of strength at the time Ephe scouted. And the power of light follows growth to further heights.

Exactly, I was born a knight of the end. With experience, you will undoubtedly be a knight who will also cross the ephemeral of first-degree knights.

When you can show off the difference in talent so far, you can't even float jealousy.

"The opponent is quite powerful in the second level, but you will always be able to defeat him if you challenge him with your people. I intend to recommend Cenri to the First Class Knight for the merits of this Horos Crusade"

"!? No - I'm still..."

"Weak power is no problem. It doesn't make any sense compared to me being a first-degree knight for thirty years, and I'll catch up soon enough. Your swordsmanship sees a gift of nature, and the strength of blessings need not be debated. The only thing I'm worried about - listen carefully. of Cenri... sweetness, only. The Necromancer is cunning."

To Ephe's words, Cenri nods with a serious look. Other members are also staring at a respectable teacher with a serious look.

I assure you with a straight gaze and a voice that makes the centipede feel cold.

"No problem. So far, we have seen all sorts of tragic sights. They are enemies to mankind. Blessings which have been imposed on me, to honor them and to give salvation to the souls which have been defiled by them"

"… the kindness, correctness of the centipede is both a strength and a weakness. But this is the way for everyone. You can't be a first-degree knight without misery or grip."

"I'll take care of it, Master. The centipede does sometimes still show sweetness, but we have it too. The strength of blessings does not extend far, but our experience in fighting darkness is better than ours. I can make up for what's missing."

When Ruffrey, who was next to Cenri, came forward against a teacher with the same glance of mercy that his parents directed at his child, he let him slap him in the chest.

All the other members are also floating thoughtful emotions and nodding loudly.

Seeing how it was, Ephe nodded contentedly. When I put my long legs together, I look at the centipede.

"Even a Necromancer can't live alone. Powerful magic has a valuable catalyst. Without a doubt, there must be Horos collaborators in this city, keep investigating. This is Cenri. Your……… work. I'll give you some advice if you ask me, but I'm not gonna lay my hands on it directly."

"Yes, Master"

"That said, you're not first class yet. Later I pack it. It should take some time to gather the power of death to be in first degree... in case Horos is up to it, report it to me"

Ephe's, deeply engraved in his heart the words of his master, Cenri followed the room with his companions to reopen the investigation.

§

Nevila calls out to the centrifuge that checks the equipment at the base.

A long-haired man in charge of the avant-garde in a group that calls Ephe its master, with Mace as its main weapon.

"Cenri, after all, every forest, we should blow the line. A blessing would do the same." Pay Attraction "is powerful, but it's a delicate bond, and if you disturb its composition slightly, you can destroy it."

"I've said it many times, but it's... a last resort. If we make a scene in the woods, the fleeing warcraft could strike the city."

"That's where my master says it's sweet. Sure, there will be damage, but it's much better than a second-degree Necromancer."

Nevila rattles her teeth at the girdle and looks down at the centipede.

Cenri and Nevila do not contradict each other. But the words make sense, Cenri thinks.

The role of the Knights of the End is the demise of darkness, and anything else is second. Sometimes, during the crusade, a large number of ordinary victims appear.

And the Knights of the End have taken that as a yes.

The Necromancer who manipulates the dead is a terrible opponent. Its dark sorcerer, who wields his soul, even death, does not hesitate to do any vile deed. So we need to be ready to fight that.

Sweet, Cenri understands why she was honored by her master. But Cenri became a knight of the end to protect the weak.

Once, Cenri slept in bed for a long time. Too strong a blessing was burdening the flesh with increasing positive energy.

But now that I've grown and worked out physically and mentally, I can use that power to the fullest. Cenri now has the power to fight.

"This time the leader is me. The investigation will continue. As long as we're in Engay, the Necromancer can't move big. Go with caution."

The End Knight overwhelmingly favors the Necromancer. If you fight from the front, you can win for granted.

To Cenri's words, Nevila scratches her head with reluctance and says in a strong tone.

"... chip. I can't help it, I'm not the leader this time. But... at least, expire. Sure, if you take time, you'll discover who knows the base, but there's no time to look for it. Horos isn't the only Necromancer. You know what I mean?

"............ I know. Within a month, we'll settle."

"It's a long month. The longer they take, the more power they accumulate. Forest vigilance is getting stronger. Though he may be intact, Horos is a mighty sorcerer. My people are gonna die."

To a strong voice to intimidate, Cenri remained silent for a while, but raised her face and told her as determined.

"............ a week. If you can't find the key in that time, destroy the forest. Prepare parallel to the investigation. Prepare for the end after destruction and calculate where to destroy it."

Copy that.

On the lost, disappearing purple eyes, Nevila slapped its luxurious back hard as she distorted her lips and smiled like a wretch.

§ § §

I was steadily ready. Follow Lord's orders and visit the city of Engay again with Luu.

The whole city was surrounded by a tingling atmosphere. Clarify your ears and you'll hear rumors about the Knights of the End that you barely heard last time.

It serves as it opens up to the sunlight that falls from the sky.

Perhaps your use is daytime because their vigilance becomes stronger on the night the undead operate.

The hack gave me the same baggage I received last time you used it.

Received, just trying to get out of the room, I get stopped by a hack and told.

I could only see a little tiredness in its floating face compared to usual.

"Tell Master Horos I look forward to seeing him again. They're looking for you. I don't mean to betray you, but they have a good nose. Any more 'procurement' is too risky"

"Oh, okay."

"... you're really, really intelligent. I didn't know you could move fine in the sun light............ how horrible. Master Horos, your husband is definitely the most powerful user."

When Huck said so, he grinned bitterly and let himself tremble.

Finish the deal and go outside. A little but free time will come.

This is the real deal. Enter an unpopular alley. Lew, who blamed me so much for my unsolicited behavior, also follows me in silence.

I have limited time without a road watch near me. [M] There's surveillance in the basement where I'm always rested, and I'm not allowed to go out there on my own.

It's time for your watch to come off a handful of me. The End Knights are blindfolding me, so I can't keep an eye on the Devil.

Covering a small, shrinking luu with his body, he peeks into its black eyes and asks.

"Did you get the example thing?

"Ugh, yeah. But for what?"

"Exactly. Thanks, really."

I don't have time for this. Roads are getting longer and longer in the lab every day.

Perhaps you are preparing for some ritual. The only time I look up is at that moment, when you give me orders to go hunting.

Deep fatigue was floating in Lord's face, but his eyes sparkled with tears and creeps.

Something is about to come into contact with a new contraindication. It may not be the kind of mouth I could have told you, but it's a tough story.

I'm just no match for Lord or the End Knight. [M] If you get hit in the hand first, the winning eye is unlimited low.

With fright and doubt on his face, Lew takes what I asked for out of his nostalgia.

Received it to snap, confirmed it, and for the first time in a long time I smiled.

Requesting a load may get you, but it creates unnecessary vigilance. It's what I wanted in secret.

It may not be a big deal to Lou, but for me it's the key to survival.

There is no appearance of pain running in Lew's flesh. It is Lu himself who makes the judgment of violating the orders of the slaves.

That means she doesn't consider her cooperation with me an indirect attack on Lord.

Lew checks his surroundings for a moment and tells him to whisper in a trembling voice.

"So... that story..."

"Oh, of course. I just need you to trust me on that, but I'll keep my word."

Lew was clearly relieved by my words, which he would not have trusted yet.

His expression loosened and his shoulder strength also seemed a little out.

I'm weak, too, but Lu is even weaker. She's not even trying to fight. It is also the difference between me in my lifetime and me in death.

Really, he's a pathetic person who can't help it.

But I don't have time to play. We need to get ready.

"Lew. I'll be right back. I have a few things to do, so wait at the exit."

"Ahhh."

Without hearing back, jump out of the alley with your stuff.

You have to be careful not to run into the Knights of the End.

It's just as deadly as dying, but now I have the flesh to move.

I was sorry to bet on Lord or the Knights of the End.