Kuro no Maou

Near Lily's cabin, there was an unusually beautiful spiral flowing from the Fountain of Light.

I came straight here after I finished my goblin exorcism and got dirty with my blood back.

Naturally, I wash my body and clothes with only cold water without soap, etc., but I feel that it has never been refreshed and washed physically and mentally.

Most importantly, the piercing coat, which turned red and black as soaked in blood, was at the earliest impossible level to return to its original whiteness.

"It was always a round wash at that time."

Even when I was in the lab, I was able to wash my body for once.

I could, but they put me in a secret room about the size of a private room in a public toilet, and I wash every garment with jet water that blows out of nowhere.

I've actually drowned a couple of times, although it gets pretty, it makes me feel like I've been thrown into the washing machine as it is.

Now I'm just satisfied that I have this beautiful water and time to wash it at my own pace.

But now I'm totally naked in the woods, I'm feeling a little perverted... okay, even Lily the Fairy is bare.

No, in a fairy with an adorable toddler figure and a boy high school student over 180 tall, even the same naked would be completely different.

Leaving aside such a cot, speaking of which, is there a bath in this world? How dare you, sit back on an affordable rock and eat your second apple today.

"Yeah, yummy"

After I left the facility, it was this common name/apple that I ate for the first time.

The water I drank in the river was also delicious, but the refreshing acidity and sweet red fruit is a taste of a completely different dimension.

It wasn't until after the fifth that I could calmly recognize the subtle difference between the flavour of this fruit and the real apple, to such deliciousness.

The cargo I snuck in was luckily a crate filled with these apples, so I didn't have any trouble eating alone.

During the voyage, it was only about sleeping or eating apples or developing magic just in my head.

One of the magic born that way is' Gatling ', but well, let's put that story aside.

So I seem to have accidentally fallen deep asleep, and I have no memory of the time between getting to the port of the Pandora continent, then packing and then transporting it by road.

I guess I'm lucky my luggage collapsed and fell while I was carrying a carriage or something on that cliff.

Truth is, even if the carriage that was carrying the apples had been attacked by goblins or something, it wouldn't be worth thinking about any more because I have nothing to do with it right now.

"But you were right to remember only 'Shadow Space'"

Finish eating and throw down the apples that have only a core.

The wreckage disappeared so that it could be sucked into the shadow extending from me.

"Shadow Space" is the magic that creates space in my shadow, of course I don't know the official name by my own name.

There were a few guys using this shadow space in battle with the same experiment as me.

At first he said, "I suddenly got my sword out of a space with nothing!? I only thought," But within a few sights, I found out who the magic was.

It uses its own shadow as an entrance and exit point to store weapons and items.

It was like a four-dimensional pocket. I couldn't imagine the principle and had a hard time mastering it.

As a result, he succeeded in creating some space in the shadows in "The Image of Appearing the Consolidation of Black Magic in the Shadows".

Now that I can make approximately two meters of square space exist, but obviously some of them were storing more weapons than that volume, I guess I'm at a junior level or something.

If we extreme this magic, maybe we can really create a four-dimensional space.

This shadow space is very convenient: it can be carried anytime, anywhere without feeling any weight, and once you create a space (which eats quite a bit of magic at that time), you don't need magic for its persistence, you just consume a little magic when it opens and closes.

So far, the 24 apples I've creaked out of the crate are still stored in the shadows wrapped in black magic.

Even if you put half up to Lily, you can eat 12 more.

And the great curse, which is the greatest spoils of the Goblin exorcism, is also being punished.

That powerful dish won't be the same in this other world, I'm totally in love with that cleavage.

Oh, this isn't possibly fascinating with the effect of the curse, is it?

Well, good, there's more, the sword and knife that Goblin had, blackening and storing the relatively better stuff.

This one won't be worth more than garbage, but even if it's rusty, there's only real weapons there, which give it better offense and endurance than tree branches.

I've never had a lot of ammunition.

The wreckage of the apple just discarded is then broken down and absorbed into magic in the shadows.

This also puckered up what other experiments were using in conjunction with the shadow space.

In battle, he took my blackened sword in the shadows and did things like disassemble and absorb it into magic and put it on his own attack in an instant.

At my level now, it is a deficit management performance that says that it consumes more than the amount of magic it absorbs just by disassembling and absorbing on top of the low speed.

It's not going to be possible to absorb magic without loss for a while, like that experimental object, and if it had, it would have been possible to absorb flying arrows, blacken them, and shoot them back as they were.

Either way, it's an unfounded move for me right now.

But even if you can't take advantage of it in action, this is a convenient way to get rid of the garbage.

I don't think he had this ecological use for this magic either.

"... I'm sorry, I'm the only one who escaped."

Let's not, I'm not strong enough right now to worry about someone else's safety, and I can't afford it.

Where I could take down a few goblins, I'm not strong enough to be proud of.

I wonder how many other guys are stronger than me, like that Sariel.

At the end of the day, I did my best to escape the crap out of one of my own and didn't want to go and help other experimental subjects, etc.

"Time to go back to Lily's"

Having broken up my reckless thoughts, I followed the creek wondering if I could do the magic of drying my body and laundry.