Kuro no Maou

"Nero, that's enough around here --ooh!!

At the end of that voice, my consciousness was cut off.

……

I wake up.

With that impact, my consciousness was completely cut off.

In front of you, only the snow and soil mixed ground spreads.

Looks like he hit his whole body hard. The dull pain is spreading all over my body, taking away the energy to get up from me.

Ah, now my beaten cheeks and kicked flank are hurting so bad.

"Oh, I..."

I lost.

Did I lose?

Not yet, it's not over yet -- it doesn't make me feel like that.

I see. No, I suppose I was reminded of something like this.

I can't beat Kurono.

No matter how I scratch my feet, I can't see the vision that I can win. You understand the same, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Why, why is he so strong? The god of evil?

No, that's not true... instead of protecting Chrono, he didn't even pull out his weapon, and he didn't use his magic on Lok. Instead of trying to get serious, I was able to put some kind of vigilance in my head about getting hurt.

Didn't you see the difference in power between me and him until you crawled like this?

"Am I... so weak...?"

That's the second time.

I despair of my weakness.

Yeah, and then I couldn't do nothing--

Nero Julius Elrod was a genius child, a vessel of the next king, who showed talent in both sword and magic as a young and brilliant child, and who, even though he was the first prince to be expected, responded with further achievements.

"----Father! Is it true that in order to get the protection of the demon king, we must surpass the great seven trials!!

"Ah, Nero, you broke into the forbidden library again..."

With the old Magic Book, it was like a daily routine for Nero, 5 years old, to ask his father, Miriad, how to get the protection of the Demon King.

The legend of ancient demon king Mia Elrod is also the most famous legend of heroes, unknown in Pandora. Pandora's boys always admire the Demon King's throne.

And it was no exception for young Nero.

Led by the Dragon King Garvinal, there are genuine men who advocate the hegemony of modern demon kings and continents, but Nero, even as a young man, had the temper and the ability to act on it.

"So, what do you think? How can I take the challenge!

"Calm down, Nero, first sit there. Look, I've told you over and over, protection is not something you can wear overnight, but it can finally be recognized by the great black gods -----"

As a self-proclaimed Avalon royal family of demon king Mia, young Nero's enthusiasm should be rejoicing. But there are limits.

Thanks to being poorly blessed with talent, it can be imitated as if you were practicing like a real knight while you were a child, or as if you were practicing as a priest. Then, they try to call it a trial and challenge further roughness.

Toddlers were invisible, but even when Nero was just five years old before he entered the academy, he was such a dangerous mass of action that the waiter and Kintetsu had to really look at him.

"You're only five years old. It's too soon to work on training for protection."

"So, Mia the Demon King was already hunting monsters by herself when she was five years old! Catch such a big fish monster in the lake behind the mountains of Asbel -----"

"That's what I read the other day, the entertainment book."

"Ugh!?

The famous legend continues to be told in all times. And it often became a more interesting, painful, entertaining narrative rather than an accurate historical reality... In short, I had a strong admiration for Mia's portrayal as a superhero.

"Nero, it's good to admire the Demon King. If you're serious about it, if you're a man, let alone a man of the Avalon royal family. However, from this age onwards, we do not seek only strength. Training is one of the most important exercises, but I still want you to learn a lot."

"Is that... what it takes to become a demon king?"

"Of course. For example, Mia has a sister."

"The Healing Empress Aria, a miracle of resurrection of the dead."

"Exactly. But before she could perform the miracle of resurrecting her brother Mia, she was just one sister and the only family. And Mia loved her sister Aria very much."

Whether it's a story of an entertainment work or a historical fact or a thought history book, it's generally written like this. At least, there are still some episodes that show that the young Mia lived alone with her sister Aria on a small sheep ranch in the Asbel Mountains, and that she was a good friend.

According to ancient documents held by the Avalon royal family, Mia was pinched and said, "Oneechan, help me!" Sometimes there was a shout, or there was no shout...

"You don't have a sister, but you do. I still have a little, cute, angelic sister."

"Ah, oniisama, there he is!"

"Oh, Nell."

Young Nell finds us and rushes in with a smile. Put on the patter and the little white wings on your back.

"Take care of your family first. Nero, since you're my brother, you have to protect your sister."

Yes, Father.

Nero's eyes were sparkling with his longing for the Devil King and his sense of purpose as a brother, embracing his sister who was laughing and answering.

Nero is six. Congratulations, admission.

In Avalon, the royal aristocracy attends a school called the Academy from the age of six. Nero, a prince, also left the royal castle and was thrown into an environment where many children of his age gathered, although his identity was limited.

In addition to his original talents, Nero has voluntarily packed training that is unlikely for toddlers by burning his yearning for the Devil King, which is truly out of standard.

"Ah, wait, Nero! Go back and teach your class--"

"Then stop me!

It is often said that it is useless to take classes that I remember a long time ago. No matter how many children of the royal aristocracy were targeted, wagamama was unacceptable in school, and it was only fair to get caught... but the team of teachers who had the premise of targeting a child named the Academy couldn't stop Nero.

By this time, Nero had already used his' Disease Walker 'to jump his tiny body vertically and horizontally, cross the wall, jump on the roof, and have the manoeuvre to run freely around Avalon's kingdom.

"After all, King's City is huge. There's plenty of places we haven't gone yet... and it's worth exploring!

Beginning to go to school, Nero became more interested in the outside world than the royal castle. Exploring King's Landing is more meaningful and enjoyable than taking boring classes.

More importantly, Nero thought that getting out of school was the best way to get rid of the troublesome surveillance.

"Fufu, Lauren's in the middle of something. I hope you're still looking for me today."

A young man named Laurent is the elite knight among the elite chosen to escort the young prince. Nero thought he was free to escape the eyes of his escort almost every day.....

"It's a ghetto... but I've never been there before."

Nero jumped out of school and set off to explore King's Landing when the Academy teachers were reaching a point of abandonment. Nero was watching the streets while eating lunch bought at the stalls around the walls that protected the King's City.

It happened that I saw the ghetto (slum). However, it will not change that we will go anyway.

"All right, let's go over there today!

So maybe Nero was destined to go to the slums that day and then.

It was a filthy space I'd never seen before.

A run-down wall, a muddy alley where you don't know if it's mud or shit, a starchy air with a nose-pulling smell… I didn't think it was part of the very same kingdom.

"... I wonder if the dungeon looks like this."

This is the worst environment in the city, but assuming it's a dangerous dungeon where violent monsters travel, this seems natural.

Nero knows the dungeon well, of course. In particular, it is interesting that the ancient ruins system dungeon remains a relic of the living era of demon king Mia. One day it was Nero's dream to discover and attack untouched ancient ruins.

With that in mind, if you turn your heels back in such a hostile environment, you won't be able to attack a dungeon.

This is the practice of challenging the dungeon - so with determination, Nero entered the slum city.

But there are no monsters on the boulder.

There are many foolish and filthy dressed people like zombies, but they are still a splendid Avalonian people. Even if there is an atmospheric ruin full of lace monsters, nothing in particular will come out.

To put it bluntly, sometimes I see bandits armed with blades, but even so, Nero still feels patient. The potentially dangerous person was deliberately avoiding entering the view while proceeding through the slum.

At that time, my nose got used to the drifting stench.

"Wait, you fucking kid!

"I'll smash your feet so you can't be bad again."

Even in the troubled slums, where anger and strange voices often arose, Nero heard quite a swallow of dialogue.

Unexpectedly, Nero went there and asked him how he was doing.

"Kh... get out of my way!

There was a little girl, surrounded by a big man at the corner of the alley.

When I was about my age, was it about the same as myself? Long black hair tied together, face, clothes dirty, no matter what, it was a slum child, but it was also cute like a flower blooming in the field.

The girl glanced at the gentle men surrounding her, holding a small bag that was lowered from her shoulders.

"Heheh, this is going to be a lot of trouble."

"I can't run anymore."

No matter how you look at it, it only looks like you're working on a looting operation against a small child.

For Nero, this was also the first imminent crisis he had ever seen.

The stretched man's hand is about to reach for the girl.

……

It was only for a moment that Nero was troubled.

No, I'm not really worried, but maybe my body just moved reflectively without thinking about it.

"الرياة بلي رة --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

From the corner to the alley, Nero casts a low-level attack magic of the chanted wind.

It's a lot of magic for a six-year-old to cast, but it doesn't have the power to kill. I had no intention of hitting Nero.

"Whoa!? What was that, magic!?

"Who the hell is that!?

Fortunately, the men reacted slowly. There was no one who had perceived the magical signs beforehand. When the blade of the released wind broke through the ground at his feet and sprayed a huge splash of mud, he finally realized that he had been shot by magic and made a noise.

The response is surprisingly slow compared to the Kintetsu in the Imperial Castle. Nero was convinced he could go and jumped out.

"----hey!!

Confused men, Nero hits one of them with a flying kick.

I know the power of kicking with the weight of the child, but Nero's feet contain a full-fledged "drive (air walker)".

It had enough shock to kick one defenseless adult.

And Nero stepped down in front of the girl with freshness.

"Come on, let's run!

"Hmm... yeah!

The girl seemed surprised by the sudden intruder, but she seemed to have good judgment. Don't say anything extra, and run straight away with Nero pulling your hand.

"Goddamn it, wait a minute, you bitch!

"Goddamn it, did my buddy's kid get sick!?

The men, except for the kicks, immediately chase after Nero and the girl.

"الرياة بلي رة --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

While running, Nero managed to spin the chant, almost biting his tongue, and Nero flew even more attack magic.

"Uh-oh! I knew you'd shoot me with magic!

"That kid is a magician!

"The sorcerer is a bit fucked up!?

"But you're a kid, what are you freaking out about? Hurry up!!

I don't think I've given up, but I've stopped enough. Running through a narrow alley that was exactly like a labyrinth seemed to make it easier to spot men who didn't have the robust detection and tracking techniques.

"Hey, where are you running to?

"I don't know, I've never been here before."

"It makes sense, I thought it was a face I didn't see. Then follow me. If we get back to the house, they won't be able to follow us."

Well then, please.

From there, the girl led the way.

Through the alleys, across the walls, through the abandoned houses, up to the roof, and then follow the acrobatic route.

On the way, I finally realized that the girl's walking ability and body performance were as good as Nero's. Apparently, she can also activate Disease Drive (Air Walker).

Then, the two of you rush through the slums with pleasure -- finally, you reach your goal.

It is a large building for a house, and a small, stone building for a temple. There is an unfamiliar cross object near the top of the spire.

"Is this your house?

"Yes, the Abbey of St. Julia."

"Is it like a temple?

"It's no exaggeration, it's just an orphanage."

It was also the first time for Nero. It's an orphanage, and above all, it's an orphanage.

"So, uh, what's your name?

"Ah, I... I'm Ex."

I was about to name my real name aggressively, but I was thinking of a pseudonym for the time of the emergency. Somehow, we succeed in naming it.

I'm Lynn.

Lynn, a long, dark-haired girl, said with a playable smile.

"Thank you for your help, Ex. It's filthy, but you're welcome!

"... so you're the one who took it."

"Hmm, it's worse to be taken from here!

Without worrying, Lynn flipped the bag she was taking care of, and took out the bread and potato groceries that were inside.

Is that bag with space magic (dimensions)?

"Yes, it's convenient, isn't it?

"... is that so?

"There were some dumb merchants. I'm staying at a cheap lodging when you have good stuff."

Does this mean you can't say anything stunned?

After all, I thought it was the poor girl surrounded by men who was looting, but it was Lynn who stole their luggage in the first place.

"You're telling me that I was in charge of one stick of stealing."

"It's good, because they collect food in a way that's not rock 'n' roll."

"So that won't be a good reason for you to steal."

"My stomach doesn't swell when I'm only doing good. Especially like us -- hey guys, it's time for dinner."

When I saw Lynn start distributing the food he stole to the little children in the orphanage, Nero couldn't say anything more.

It was only my first time on this day, and I didn't know what to think with a smart Nero.

A little adventurous walking into a slum town is like a different world. Everything here is different from where they were born. Even small children.

Lynn's actions as a thief are undoubtedly a sin.

But are the children hungry with the food she brought home guilty?

If that's a sin... who can fill them with hunger?

Where the hell is justice?

"... but it was fun."

Nero thought of going again tomorrow.

Running through the slums and returning to the orphanage, Lynn rode bread with his children in a delicious way, still shining brightly, even when painted with poor soot.