Kuro no Maou

The seventh day of the month of Shinnyo. Parthian meadows.

Spreading overhead is a clear sky, with a green carpet stretching across the horizon in front of you. The vibrant two-tone scenes of blue and green reveal the majesty and beauty of nature.

”Hah... I'm finally here”

Reinfeld let out a heavy sigh everywhere. She couldn't afford to feel such emotion.

Parthia, the land of Centaurs. They came to the vast prairie that they ruled, not for sightseeing, but for war.

"Hey, Lynn, don't worry about that. We'll make sure to protect you."

”... haaaaa”

"Isn't it terrible to breathe out such an overtly heavy sigh!?"

I was taken prisoner after being told something similar to the previous guard.

Reinfeld stared at Ursulay as his escort.

A man with a brown skin and silver hair who is a priest at St. Yulia's Abbey, a characteristic of the Yvoram people. Growing up in a monastery, they all nicknamed it Ur.

Wearing a pure white crucifixion coat, but without the cleanliness and partiality of the priest, and from the brightness of his innate character, Reinfeld was quickly disconnected from him and became a completely indifferent companion.

"Sister Lin, I'll do my best, so don't worry!"

Ahh, thank you, Raki is a really good girl

Reinfeld stroked his fluffy blonde head like a dog.

The small, lavishly pale boy, Rectorius, was chosen as one of the guards.

Reinfeld already knew why and was convinced. If only I could see the power of the beast and the feared Barbatos.

The man looked like a puppy for lovers, but the inside was a beast itself.

It's a completely different response from mine, isn't it?

Of course, I'll be nice to a good girl.

"I've become a priest. I'm a good girl, right?"

"Shut up, you evil priest." It's been broken down. "

"Wow, when the saintly lady says it's nothing but a joke"

"Don't tell the Holy Lady... haaa..."

The Holy Girl of Helvetia, etc., had just been festivalized to engage in the crusading Pandora expedition, and this happened.

Since I was taken care of at St. Yulia Abbey, I thought that from now on, just like in the old orphanage, I would live my life calmly, and in the future I would build a warm family and get a little happiness, so I started a new life. However, because of the appearance of a fox-faced man named Gregorius of the Aryan Monastery, my position has changed.

There is also a great reason why Chrono inadvertently found out who he was, but Rinfeld was once again festivalized as the "Saintess of Avalon", a saint who was given the power of the "Cathedral Barrier (Sanctuary)" by the White God.

She serves in the great expedition to defeat the wicked demon king, led by the new king, Nero, as Neo Avalon.

In this situation, it is most safe to be next to Nero, who has awakened as the thirteenth Apostle, and Nero himself strongly wants to be so. As in the Galahad War, Nero would not have adopted the operation that pushed the "Cathedral Barrier (Sanctuary)" to the front, but it was terrible that he did not know what would happen.

In fact, the Crusaders led by my father in the Galahad War, whose victory was assured, were defeated. Defended by the absolutely invincible [Cathedral Barrier (Sanctuary)], I was also captured by the terrifying [Nightmare Berserker]. Even nowadays, it's a nightmare. Reinfeld's trauma.

”Nh... Brother Uru, it's getting noisy”

I see, it's finally time.

Lekitorius, who raised his face like a daze, answered Ursuley, who tightened his expression from his usual light attitude.

And Reinfeld wasn't an amateur either. Little by little, the Expeditionary Force going through the meadow became noisy in Russia.

The words you hear are ———— Enemy shadows, Yu.

”Uwaa... I'm so fucked up...”

In the meantime, the Great Expeditionary Force and the Parthian Army faced each other in vast meadows.

With nearly 50,000 armies mobilized against each other, it presents a gigantic decisive battle that will go down in history.

Nero's Grand Expeditionary Force consisted of about 30,000 of the main Neo-Avalon forces. Then, after crossing the Lemurian Sea, the forces of the city-state forming the Grail Alliance were about 15,000.

Nero, the general and apostle, was a great army of forty-five thousand men. And the Eleventh Apostolic Mass that floats the Peaceful Heart in the air. With two apostles and flying ancient weapons, the Expeditionary Force has a formidable power that cannot be measured by a simple number of troops.

Meanwhile, the Parthians had assembled a large army of nearly 60,000 men.

"After all, I'm talking about a big Centaur." It's too much to be scary. I really can't go anymore... "

There were soldiers of various races in the Galahad War, but no Centaurs.

The famous figure of a human in the upper half and a horse in the lower half is no lie. The Parthian armies gathered are elite soldiers from all over the country. Everyone has a musculoskeletal body and a tough, supple horse body.

As a matter of course, beyond the lower half of the horse, its body greatly exceeds that of humans. Even a child's centaur weighs more than 100 kilograms. As an adult, it will exceed 300 kilometers, and as a trained elite soldier who is furious in the grassland, it will reach nearly 500 kilometers.

It means that all the armies of Parthia are cavalry.

Even with the crusaders, it is very difficult to have 60,000 cavalry.

I'm Parthia the Great, Borgmore Ma Tulcan Parthia!

Coming forward from the cavalry regiment was a man wearing a magnificent armor helmet adorned with bright blue and brilliant gold.

An incomparably fine figure alongside an elite soldier stands out in the distance, coupled with flamboyant armor.

Borgmore, who had made the high flag holders to restrain on the left and right, came forward with dignity, with a style appropriate to the king.

"A greedy Avalonians, stepping into the savannah again without any sexual hindrance -- the commandment that the Kingdom of Saint Avalon has perished, it seems that you have forgotten it!"

The Kingdom of Saint Avalon was a nation before the establishment of the present city state of Avalon. For Avalon, it was an abominable ancient kingdom to forget.

Tyrant Maximilian.

He called himself the Reincarnation of the Demon King and waged an endless war of aggression, temporarily dominating up to a third of the Pandora continent.

A tyrant is a scornful name because he lays down his oppressive rule, but only the last king of St. Avalon, Maximilian, means a king who will do his best to oppress.

It's the first time I've lost my mind in a mad battle. A massacre of men and women, young and old, without distinction between soldiers and people. But it was terrifyingly strong. The terrible black armor reigned as a symbol of that terrible fear at the time.

However, the Kingdom of Saint Avalon has finally reached its limits, being surrounded by a coalition of nations, as a result of the indefinite reach of the invading demons.

Savage St. Avalon's soldiers, who fought to the death in the Parthian meadows, were burned with vengeance, and the Centaurs retrieved all their territory.

Finally, the biggest battle took place in the meadows of northern Parthia, named the Lauberia Plains. I mean, this is the place.

The Centaurs in Parthia are still more likely to be hostile to the Avalons than they were to the invaders and occupiers. And I'm proud of myself for returning such a wicked invader -- that's why the morale of the Parthian army was at its peak.

Those Avalons have thrown their fangs at Parthia again. Now is the time to revive the legends of hundreds of years ago. We are the ones who will defeat the evil invaders.

The vast meadows of Parthia make up a vast territory, and the Centaurs have several nomadic clans, each leading a nomadic life. Parthian king, Borgmore the Great, but in reality he is the ally of a powerful clan. I don't have absolute command over each of my clans, and I'm clashing with each other day and night... unless that Avalon attacked me.

All clans united in the name of the Great King Borgmore to establish a cooperative system.

In the blink of an eye, I was gathered inside Partia, and I was the one who was the most powerful. Each of the clans has been sparing no effort to send in the finest and greatest troops, as they can increase their influence by raising their battles here.

As a result, the largest and most powerful Centaur legions that could be realized in the modern Parthian were now gathered here.

"This is Parthia, our Centaur land!" Our meadows are too vast for you dull-legged humans. If you do your part and return to Avalon now, we will not attack your back with pride. "

In the words of the Great Borgmore, the Parthian army is boiling.

Some shout for you to return, and others shout for you to come. Despite all the reactions, the intense will of everyone in Centaurs to hate and kill the invaders.

With all the momentum at their disposal, the soldiers of the Great Expeditionary Force had a restrained atmosphere that seemed to allow the entire army to strike.

"Eh, hey, isn't this normal?"

"No, it's not good." Look, Lynn, Nero's coming out. "

A large expeditionary army formed in the middle of a vast meadow. The center of it splits apart and makes a road.

Nero takes a leisurely march along the road that stretches as far as the capital's main boulevard.

A magnificent silver armor and sparkling blue cloak are worn across the horse's unicorn.

Not just a knight. And that is the king who will lead the armies. Everyone in the Parthian army thought so at first sight.

"Listen carefully, Parthian horses." I'll only say it once -- retreat. "

At the appearance of the general who called himself the king, the Parthian army silently listened to his voice for a moment, but it was too arrogant.

It does not claim its own legitimacy, nor does it appeal to the strength of its power and call for its surrender. It was like saying to a slave rolling on the roadside.

"I'm in a hurry." I don't have time for a little fish like you. "

"... boy, you don't even know how to fight." I've never seen a rude person like you without manners. "

Quietly exasperated, the Great Borgmore says.

In response, Nero threw up all the trouble.

"Oh, you're preaching to the horse's ears." After all, you don't understand people's words like a goddamn thing, do you? "

"You ruthless Miriam, you fools have taken the country away from you. Our foolishness is unforgivable. You will take over this land of Lauberia, just like the tyrant Maximilian! All armies, assault ----"

"Shut up, and vanish." "Sage's Armor (Siegfried)" activated. "

"[GX-7] Master key authentication. Genesis Main Engine (Alpha Drive)/Unlock (Ignition)"

An ancient armor of national treasure worn by the legendary knight who defeated Nero's tyrant Maximilian. As the voice of armor echoed to unleash its power, a pale, glowing line emerged in the pure white God Iron (Oriharkon) armor.

At the same time, as the blue cloak was folded up, it blew up from the whole body: it was an aura of silver, a testimony of the apostle, and of strength.

Battou, Holy Spirit Sword Divine White Star ― Holy Sword (Blade Skill) · Radiance

The one that was released without a sound was the "Holy Spirit Sword" Shirao Sakura ", which was evolved by the power of the Apostle. The beautifully shining white blade was swirled with the mysterious white magic power, forming the light blade (force edge) of Nero's most special light attribute.

The sole activated by pouring a huge amount of white magic power into the apostle's inexhaustible arsenal is a pillar of light, no, a huge tower of light, rather than a blade.

Its height is as if it were a blow to heaven. The enormous sword of light that was raised high in the sky could be swung down as it was, and it would reach the Parthian army, which was still facing each other at a near distance that did not reach the range of the bow or attack magic.

In Nero's divine work, which boasts extraordinary power and range, Great King Borgmore sees a crisis and turns himself around, but it is too late.

Finally, from above, a huge blade of light was swung down like a heavenly judgment.

On the 10th of the month of Shinnyo.

Babylonica, the capital of Parthia, was on fire.

There are fierce fires burning the night sky. In addition to stone and wooden buildings, the capital, with its nomadic tents pitched countlessly as residential areas, was particularly quick to catch fire.

But it is not the flames that are most frightening, but the humans.

I light my own fire and use the blade in my hand to kill as many as I can. Take it all, kill it all, burn it all. It was a correct and exemplary act of the invaders.

Babylonica, the capital, is hit by a storm of killing.

Parthian forces, led by Borgmore the Great, suffered a terrible defeat in the Plains of Lauberia against the abominable Avalon invaders' expeditionary armies.

The Thirteenth Apostle Nero's overwhelmingly powerful magical sword was smashed in from the front, and from above, the Mass-operated air fortress and the Avalon's most powerful Dragon Knights flew in.

With the enormous firepower of the Apostle and the use of abundant air power, 60,000 troops collapsed unbearably. Nero's first blow destroyed the general, the Great King.

The leader of each powerful clan fought as a general, but since the entire faction's chain of command was cut short, only one was destroyed.

As soon as Parthia's army was defeated directly in front of her, there was nothing left to stop the Expeditionary Force.

Then, Babylonica, which was not a fortified city with great walls such as Avalon and Sparda, could easily be ravaged in front of the great expeditionary army that was coming.

Nero looked down at the capital of Parthia, which had turned into a hell in one night, from a distance.

"----That's right, there's a lot of fuss." Mass, is this Temele's hobby? "

"Because this city is disgusting with horse monsters."

"Who told you to do this?"

"It's fine, we'll destroy the demons anyway." As a result of your earnest work as an apostle. Why don't you serve God a little bit? "

"I'm not interested. I just let them out of my way."

You disgusting bastard ~

In an upbeat mood, Mass looked down at the burning capital next to Nero as he laughed.

The two are in the palace of Peaceful Heart, an aerial fortress waiting over Babylonica. From the large windows of the stylish construction, I could see the red burning capital in the darkness at night.

"I plan to use this place as a base." Don't burn everything to the ground. "

"I don't care if you tell me that. It's not your soldiers downstairs that are making a scene."

The first person to stand in the middle of the city and start making noise is Temay.

"Thanks to you, you cleared it up quickly, right?" You can thank me even more. "

Without feeling bad, Mass said with a sad face.

The masses alone rushed into the capital's defensive forces and disrupted it, making it even easier to capture the capital.

Meanwhile, many of the soldiers who invaded the momentum of the mass and the easy victory mood were drunk. When Mass herself began to stir up, tired of returning to Peaceful Heart, the soldiers, driven by brutal impulses and desires, never stopped.

"Hmm, well, I'm not going to take care of this place."

"That's right, you can leave the trouble to others." So let's move on. Is this the next country where the dwarves are? "

“The Parthians are vast. We still need to take down some of the cities before we can make a longitudinal move.”

"Eh, it's troublesome." Why don't you get in there and crush him first? That's what I'm good at, isn't it? "

"I don't care if it's burned in the field." The Parthians are falling, and reinforcements are coming. If you want to go berserk, do it a little off our progression route. "

Nhh, you've overordered the landlord, haven't you?

"I'm sorry, but I'm more cooperative and helpful than you think." I'm grateful. "

I knew that Mass was a freewheeling and moody personality, so I didn't make it an ate at all initially... but unexpectedly, Mass allowed Nero to use the airborne fortress Peaceful Heart in its entirety, as he wanted.

It also houses the command of the expeditionary force, headed by Nero, which is loaded with large quantities of supplies. It is an absolute safety zone above the sky, and the airborne fortress that can be moved is an unparalleled tactical advantage.

Best of all, Avalon's strongest Dragon Knight Regiment, the Dragon Heart, served as a base for the expedition. I just had to take the horse with me. Even if it was a riding dragon, it would be more normal.

Like the flying dragon, it doesn't always fly in the sky. When you rest, you must go down to earth. There is nothing wrong with a base in your country, but if you become an enemy destination, the risk of being on the ground will jump.

Dragon Knights (Dragons), which can be used as trump cards in any army, cannot be defeated without flying. However, if the enemy knew that the opponent had a Dragon Knight, they would force him to attack while he was on the ground and try to reduce the number of riders.

It was too bad to take on a dragon knight who was flying honestly.

However, as long as the Dragon Knights were held in the air fortress, they could quickly deploy to the battlefield, not to mention their safety. It was easy to resupply after returning temporarily.

Nero quickly figured out that the most efficient way to operate the Dragon Knights, a valuable air force, was to use this airborne fortress as a base. And its effectiveness had been brilliantly proven in the previous battle.

The official name of the Air Stronghold Peaceful Heart is originally "Sky Carrier". Even in ancient times, it was a moving fortress storing numerous flying weapons. The idea of putting Nero's Dragon Knights on board was the right way to operate.

However, what Nero appreciates most is that he can make life in the palace comfortable for his beloved Reinfeld, even before the expedition.

"Hutu doesn't do this." But if you ask me to keep your head down, I'll be curious to hear it for you. "

"It's an honor." I didn't know you liked it that much. "

"Yeah, I really like you." My face is good, too. "

"I'm definitely sorry for a pussy like you."

"A really attractive woman is a person who can move by her own free will." I'm disgusted with an obedient woman who just flirts with men. "

"Is that your philosophy?" But you'll understand a little bit of the hardship of being swung around on your own. "

"Yes, that's why I like you." I threw away all my troublesome scraps and finally did what I wanted. You're doing it now. "

"Don't be with you... if you like someone so selfish, there would be someone more selfish like Ai"

"I don't care because Ai-senpai likes it more than I do. I'm just a little more confused."

I agree with that.

For Nero, Eisenhardt was one of the few respectable older men. I have been taken care of by Sparda many times.

However, Sparda's proud First Prince was now robbed of all his body by the Eighth Apostle Eye, and his noble soul was lost.

Eisenhardt's appearance as someone else doesn't mean he has no place to think about it. But it's all the result of the battle. It may be said half-awarely that the apostle is the end of those who defy the commandment of God.

However, even if I subtracted it, I still thought that Ai himself was the wrong Nero.