Kuro no Maou

Hiding his appearance in the deep woods, Lily mocked the Tenma Knight Squad for not choosing to pursue him.

"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh

But even if they choose to chase, they're not going to kill you easily.

That's just a matter of probability, that there was zero chance that that the Tenma Knight Squad could defeat Lily in an air battle, and there was only a slight chance of winning if we targeted it now.

"The only prediction that the magic works is clams, but I mishandled it."

Tenma Knight Squad, now completely distracted from Lily's attention, concentrates on heading to the Alsace Village Defense Line, which extends beneath her eyes.

If Lily, who seems to be the only enemy's aerial power, sees that she tried to escape in front of her, then her actions can be taken for granted.

But,

"Asaka, don't you think I'll be back on the front again, or because I don't want to?"

If Lily was right, they already wanted to believe that Lily couldn't fight because her magic had expired.

And it proves that it's half right, by Lily's powerful psycholeptic (telepathic) ability to exert true power.

For the girl Lily, even in combat, such as an opponent without a special mental barrier (mind protection), there is no creation to read that superficial consciousness.

Lily understands exactly what they thought and what predictions they made to move on to what they are doing now.

"I think I thought either magic or protection was out, but I wonder why I didn't think I could use both magic and protection."

Lily purposefully fled into the woods using flashy blindfolds because the magical effect of pulling out the magic of the 'Red Crystal Ball (Queen Beryl)' and returning to its original appearance reached the limit of thirty minutes.

"Red Crystal Ball (Queen Beryl)" is not the Great Magic Device (Artifact) made for the Fairy Clan in the first place, so it is compatible and normal.

That's why there's a limit of thirty minutes, beyond which Lily's body is burdened.

"Hehe, the protection of the fairy queen, I'll show you -"

But apart from "Protecting the Fairy Queen," it can't be power for the Fairy by the Fairy, taking this and burdening the body, etc., because it just goes back to what it should be.

"Life-Absorbing (Life-Drain)"

When Lily took the pre-prepared scroll (scroll) out of the space magic of light at the same time as the chant, she spread it at once and threw it straight into the universe.

The most expensive blank scroll (scroll) in the village using only parchment paper, not dragon skin paper, made of monster skin equal to rank 4, where Lily engraved the magic formation "Life Absorption (Life Drain)".

Magic infused and activated scrolls (scrolls) extinguish as hollow, white particles of light, and at the next moment they draw a magical formation that shines around Lily.

And the magical effect of forcibly absorbing life force from all the living things around us, whether animal or plant, is exerted.

"Come on, that life, give it all to me"

The absorption of life forces hits Lily, who stands at the center of the magic formation, sucked into a giant tornado but as if she were a living creature in the woods.

The green grass shall wither, and the worms that dwell on the earth shall cease their movement, and they shall slap down the flying birds.

Or herbivores who were lurking their breath nearby, realizing that their power would be rapidly lost from their own bodies, deprived of so much vitality that they could not already take a step forward when they tried to escape, and in a few seconds they would be uprooted and squeezed out until the minute they sustained their lives.

It is usually the same for carnivores, which are the hunting side, the male individuals fell and lay low not long before they were alert to this anomaly, and the female did her best to hold the child or the egg in her nest to protect it.

No matter, there is no way to resist the children left behind, the fire of the newborn life is taken without even some heat, and even the little life that dwells in the eggs that are not even born yet is fed.

The magic of 'life absorption (life drain)', which indiscriminately, mercilessly, just takes the life around us and makes it ours.

"Yeah, well, I guess I'll have 20 minutes if I don't."

But for Lily, this magic is only a necessary means of preparation.

This is the price, the offering and the sacrifice necessary to obtain protection.

"Purity, pity, beauty, my queen..."

The source of magic is this world itself, but the source of protection is God, then it is not this world that draws it out, but another world with God.

It is the soul that connects with the world and dimension in which that God sits.

The magic power in the name of all life forces in the range of more than a hundred metres in the radius gathered was dedicated to God exactly now, using Lily's soul as a 'gate (gate)'.

And at the same time that Lily's body is full of protection, she screams.

In gratitude and reverence, exalt the name of God who gave you protection.

"'Fairy Queen Iris'"

Having gained the power to retain her true appearance again by her protection, Lily leaves behind the forest of death, withered in white, and rises again into the sky.

Until now, Chrono has never seen anything called shelter.

Strictly speaking, Krono's own power is in itself 'the protection of the black gods', and all the power that Sariel exercises is' the protection of the white gods'.

But these two are only special, chrono powered by human experiments. Some apostles who suddenly receive protection one day are the exception in this other world that is not a legitimate way of receiving protection.

Then the most universal answer to what kind of person can be said to have been duly sheltered is the 'strong one'.

Much protection exists on the Pandora continent outside the field of combat, but it can be said that it is more pronounced in a world of demons where the power of battle, not least the reason for weak and strong eating, can be seen in everyone's eyes and can also be shown its power.

People with more than a certain strength most of the time gain protection from some kind of God.

There are many different kinds of effects, such as the exercise of special magic, the rise of physical abilities, the replenishment of magic, the addition of attributes, morphological changes, and so on, all of which give great power to the protected.

Conversely, a weak person who does not reach a certain level will not receive protection, and it can also be said that he will not receive protection without some strength.

That criterion hits three when it comes to ranking adventurers, and if you're going to go into more detail, the second half of three, the closer you are to rank four.

More than across the continent of Pandora, Chrono was even subjected to only a safe Rank 1 quest, so it's natural that he never had to be with an adventurer strong enough to have protection.

But not now, all the assault troops led by Chrono are fierce at rank 3 or higher.

Leading the rank 4 werewolf, they are warriors of different types but all capable of some protection, such as humans and elves with martial arts that reach the realm of races and masters who excel in power such as Oak, Lizardman and Golem.

And for the first time, Chrono will see the power of protection on this overwhelming defensive line of Alsace.

"Oooh!!

Whenever the great sword Vulcan holds, the Tooth Sword/Bad Eating, is waved, the body of the Crusader soldier dances into the universe.

The soldier with his sword lacks any of the limbs, and the one who is satisfied with the five bodies and is blown away could be said to have been extraordinarily lucky, except to think which way he will die.

"Come on, humans, we're finally starting to feel bad."

The figure of Vulcan, who bears a blade of fangs wet in blood on his shoulders and makes invincible laughter at the soldiers standing side by side, is the very figure of the terrible demonic tribe rightly conceived by the people of the Republic.

But the soldiers cannot retreat, nor can they retreat, because it is their doctrine to kill, destroy, and extinguish them from the earth.

"Don't be frightened, they're all at once!

Under the voice of the Troop Leader, the soldiers face Vulcan, who forms and stands.

"Hehe, you don't seem freaked out, okay, let's even get you out of here for one thing that's serious -"

Without succumbing to Vulcan's relegated overwhelming kill and struggle, several soldiers raise their voices and rush at the tip of the spear.

The sword rolls out, no matter how big the sword, the reach is longer than the spear, in front of the impending blade wall without escape, Vulcan chants, the name of the God he believes in.

"Windy Lonely Fangs -" Lonely Wolf Wolfgand ""

The power of protection that is out over the soul instantly goes all over the Vulcan body, it is so overwhelming that the spear tip is imminent right in front of you that you feel you can still afford it.

"'A Flash of Disease (Yale Slash)'!!

The blade of the great sword, which is swung by a single letter, houses a wind that is reversed.

Vulcan has full control of the Tooth Sword and Bad Eating, so the blade will not eat the wind of magic.

The unleashed martial arts "Blink of Disease (Ale Slash)" is a slaughter of wind so sharp that it makes you think the blade of the Great Sword has stretched for many meters as it is, sweeping away the space ahead from end to end.

The spear, which should have reached Vulcan in just a few centimeters, was slammed and broken, blowing away to the other side, and the soldier who staged the spike broke his torso and died believing that his attack had arrived.

Vulcan, who has slashed and abandoned several soldiers in just one swing, instantly identifies the next score, just saying he has nothing to do with the dead.

Ahead of the fierce wolf gaze is the figure of a troop leader wearing some superior gear than the other soldiers.

I already know that that gear is not a shadow, I have mastered some junior magic and martial arts and have a stronger power than normal infantry.

If this squad leader class took about five more at the same time, he could have been showered with a machete or so, Vulcan thought.

"Or God, protect us! -"

How shocked I was to have my men truncated under one sword, there is a lot of fear in the face of the Force Leader, but not even a loss of will.

It is not a prayer offered to God to chant, but an attacking magic chant.

(About "Ice Arrow (Eyes Sagitta)" Then I can't take it down.)

Admittedly, I have the guts not to escape the overwhelming difference in strength before, but that alone will not fill the difficult difference in power.

(If protection is activated, it won't scratch one.)

Protection of "Lonely Wolf Wolfgand," whose power is the wind.

The sheltered man wraps the wind around him, and if he attacks, he is accompanied by a blade of wind and a shock; if he defends, he kills power by wind pressure; if he runs, the wind carries his body.

This effect of striking, defending, dodging, and raising everything in balance is of great help in a multi-to-one phase, as it is now.

The "Ice Arrow (Eyes Sagitta)" that is going to be unleashed at you can be cut from the front while you deliberately hit it by going straight ahead, whatever you want to prevent or avoid.

Vulcan chooses some action, takes a step forward with the wind riding and much lighter than usual, and is slashed with sickness and agility.

"Ice Arrow (Eyes Sa - yah!!

"Am I?"

Vulcan's legs and sword-wielding arms stopped, and the moment he stepped in time for the attack to arrive, suddenly blood erupted from the head of the unit's neck, just before he tried to unleash magic.

(I haven't done anything yet...)

I doubt it, but as soon as I gazed into its well visible eyes, I got the answer.

"Shit, don't flaunt the prey, Sue."

"Heh heh, the sooner the better."

No evil, smiling, Rank 4 bandit Suse responded.

A woman wrapped around a gray robe, unmarked by erection, whose mediocrity, if seen all over the city, nine out of ten, do not look back.

But she herself refreshingly converses in front of the tremendously struggling Vulcan, holding backwards the massive dagger who slit her throat with every chainmail covering her neck.

No, what would be most frightening would be a so rare presence that Vulcan wouldn't realize he'd be ‘there' if he didn't take a good look.

I'm not magically disappearing that directly, it's like a rolling stone on the side of a road. It's not memorable, such an awesome way to erase the signs.

It is impossible to realize her presence in this blade and blood flying training ground without facing each other like this.

"When are you gonna stick around?"

"Well, I have to show them something good."

"Ha, you seem to like it a lot, I didn't know you liked that kid."

I realize after I say it, that I don't already see Suse in Vulcan's sight.

I heard her voice from behind me before thinking where.

"I wouldn't deny that I like him, but I guess that's not the way to put it, it lacks delicacy"

(Seriously, I didn't see that one, in addition to hiding it, moving faster than Wolfgand, or really using protection. This slime woman is)

Vulcan, who decides that any more light mouth is a serpent, honestly speaks out his thanks.

"I'm sorry, well, you two can get along."

"You don't have to tell me to do that. Bye, let's just stick together for a little while."

Looking back, there's no more of Suse there.

Vulcan remembered the illusion as if he had been in conversation with an illusion.

"How dare you use the protection of Shadow Way Hanzoma, he's not a bandit (sheaf), he's an assassin (assassin)."

Well, good, each person believes in God and the skills he uses, it's the manners of the adventurer who doesn't give extra prying and speaking, so he breaks the idea, and Vulcan still turns to the impending white legions across the river with no punishment.

"Now I'm sophisticated, I have to entertain you!

Now he swears to his heart that it is not time to be plundered of his prey, and Vulcan waves up the great sword and joyfully penetrates into the enemy group.

Vulcan, who reverses his grey hairs in its haunted winds and chops his enemies like a storm, was right as a recipient of the protection of 'Lonely Wolf Wolfgand'.