Kuro no Maou

Night security is exclusively handled by species such as the nocturnal beast, or classes such as bandits with the magic and skills to see the darkness.

Simon, a sniper specializing in ranged attacks, but close to helplessness in this dark night if not even a dark-eyed goggle.

He was also judged to be highly focused, but only age-appropriate in terms of physical abilities and endurance, and unsuitable for prolonged vigilance missions, and to get early rest.

Simon, who can rest for the whole night unless the enemy launches a night raid, but coming down from the roof, he was headed to a room where Chrono would be sleeping first, not a room directly assigned to him.

"Brother, I think you're asleep already"

Time to enter the break is almost simultaneous for both Chrono and Simon, except that Chrono is supposed to go back to the front of the wall again after about two hours of hypnotic sleep.

As Simon descended the stairs and gazed at the end of the aisle facing Chrono's bedroom,

"Ah, Mr. Lily..."

Although small, the characteristic figure that gave rise to two pairs of feathers can be immediately discerned in the distance.

Simon and Lily are the only two members of the Alliance of Adventurers who clearly look like children in the first place.

"What are you doing?

(Wow, and the contents are back to adulthood... if you're a kid, it's still good, but this one is seriously scared...)

Lily's two-sided nature is already well known in the Adventurers' Alliance, and Simon doesn't leak into that example either.

Rather, you learned early on that you have both a child and an adult personality.

The day I met Chrono, Lily, who had yelled at me with an awesome sword screen about what mistakes she made to her lab, has still become the trauma of Simon Boy.

"Uh, not a big deal..."

With his eyes swimming, Simon spinning a badly toothed word, but Lily had a good idea without having to peek into his head telepathically.

But that doesn't necessarily lead to an immediate demonstration of understanding.

"Yes, Chrono's already asleep, so I'll see you later.

Chrono is tired of working harder than anyone else, and I won't forgive him if he tries to disturb his sleep. "

"Yeah, but then Mr. Lily..."

"I'm fine, I'm just here to accompany you"

"Oh, really?"

(I heard you slept in a separate room right after you got back, Mr. Lily, but you mean you came all the way here to move to your brother's room, right?

Unusual, not even, but Simon wonders if there is a need to go that far with Chrono.

"Go back to your room if you know what I mean."

"Ugh, yes"

However, Simon thought when he saw the light of strong will in Lily's circular eyes that there was something that people could not give way to at any given time.

"Huh."

Simon, who dropped off Lily disappearing beyond the door where Chrono sleeps, turned back on his heels like a bump.

"I wanted to talk to you..."

"- Does that mean you wanted Chrono to praise you?

"Whew!? Mr. Suse, why..."

Suddenly he intervened to himself, surprised and ashamed. Suse's hand quickly blocked that mouth, which he accidentally screamed.

"If you don't be quiet, Chrono won't be angry, but Mr. Lily is better off"

Yeah, yeah, and Simon indicating agreement.

"I'm sorry she got ahead of me, I hope Chrono praises me tomorrow, fully."

"Oh, no, no, it's not that - you know, the rifle, the machine gun, I started using it in action, and I thought I had to ask you how it went..."

"Hehe, let's just do that"

"Ugh, it's true!

If you look at Simon blushing his cheeks and arguing, it's clear to everyone whether what Suse said was right or not.

It would make sense what Simon said, but I wanted Chrono, his "well done" word, who admitted, understood and admired his research for the first time, to the extent that it was Omake and his heart was definitely.

"But the first time I saw you heading to Chrono's room, I wondered if you were going to crawl at night."

"A night crawl, eh!? No, I won't, I won't. Absolutely, it's between guys and it's crazy. Oh, shit! I mean, you're looking at me in the eye!

At least Chrono still thinks of Simon as a girl, but he still hasn't noticed if he's happy or unhappy.

"No, but you'd also be old enough to remember even one of the sex lovers, because it seemed like you were pointing a favorable gaze at Chrono at all, so, what if,"

"I'm normal!

I deny it with all my might, I do favor the Chrono thing, but it's never a wacko that I like guys.

"Hmm, I don't know, I think the Adventurers' Alliance (we) has all three of the Princesses of the Three Hunts with magicians like Foona and pretty good looking daughters, but it doesn't seem like they're very interested, does it?

"Wouldn't that be just sketchy if you looked at everyone with weird eyes?"

It's just that Simon doesn't have a crazy aesthetic, which is acceptable when it comes to the beautiful girls Suse mentioned.

"Well, actually, Mr. Lily, that guy can't fly and he's beautiful, but I can't recommend him."

"Mr. Lily is definitely not the only one."

I could naturally say that no matter how beautiful I was to dwell on (charm), I wouldn't be comfortable with it if every time I met him I was stared at by all the shooters with my gaze.

"Um, well... oh, I get it."

"Why don't you stop talking about it, I'm not good at talking about people I like or anything like that -"

"You have to have big breasts."

"Um, listen..."

Ha, and Simon throws up one sigh and drops his shoulder.

I looked at the floor at my feet to see what to say and take off from this strange story, and then I looked up again, not coming up with a good switch in the end.

"How about this?

Before Simon's eyes, two rocking mountains.

"Oh, what!? Why is your breasts so big?!?

"Oh, I wonder if that reaction should be seen as pulsating"

"I'm usually surprised. Yikes!

Haha, and some mean grin Suse, was a flat chest that was not particularly claimed just a few seconds ago, there. But it is now a rich hill of fruit as if it had also been blessed by the Mother Earth God.

Its only one size is as big as Simon's head, and beyond the level of his big tits, Sole pushes his thin shirt up with its overwhelming mass and all it does is rip it off.

"What is this..."

"I'm a slime, I'm usually just turning into a discreet look, and if I want to do it, one or two of my chests, hehe, as you can see, I'm not what I think."

When I say that and proudly deviate from my chest, I shake into trouble with Brun.

No man can blame Simon for unintentionally following that movement with his eyes.

"Well, more than that, don't you think?

"Uh, how about...?

Stuck one step and Suse leans forward slightly to match the gaze of the short Simon.

Slightly out of sight, there was an enchanting deep valley peeking through a large, open chest shirt.

There's no way Suse doesn't notice Simon's initial reaction to blushing so clearly that he desperately diverts his gaze in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"What do you mean -"

But it's impossible for Simon, whose experience of men and women is rank one, to understand what she thinks that she wasn't happy with it and didn't leave here.

- Here's the thing.

At some point Simon's right hand, which had been grabbed by his wrist, went to Suse's rich chest not long before resisting.

A soft, warm feeling pressed against the palm of your hand, one thin shirt separated, just that for its superb touch, it's just destructive enough to drive a man's reason crazy and blow it to wood dust.

"Wow!? I'm sorry, it's time for me to go to bed! Bye!!

But apparently the irritation was too strong for Simon.

When he waved away in a hurry, it was like running away with his face even more red, no, Simon, who had escaped in fact, ran off to his room just to say.

"Haha, you're adorable after all -"

Suse, who smiled off Simon like that,

- I think I'm getting serious.

Yes, he left quietly without a single footnote.

The crusaders stationed in the village of Wat should have taken the village of Alsace as a new occupied territory by the time they had originally paid off within that day and the sun had also set.

But it was stopped and temporarily retreated by the defensive line of the demons that set the Rhone River apart in the village, so it will remain in the village of Wat at least until tomorrow.

That is the same for the Cypriot mercenary regiment accompanying the Crusader occupation forces, who, by way of example, had a camp outside the village of Wat.

Cyprus, which at all times goes lazy on the earth, should already be on the floor with his men's women at this time when the moon rises to heaven, but he stood in the woods a little off the camp.

I don't see him, but his men are on surveillance around him, making him feel slightly more than one sign.

Cyprus depositing its back in a large tree, its hands a single short wand (wand).

At first glance, it's a verse. It looks like a branch of a black tree that stood, but on its surface a white geometric pattern is drawn across the whole, with the tip sharp and pointy as a spear.

"You push the old 'Alanea' and the reactivation will be troublesome in one day!

He stabbed the tip of the cane thoroughly to the ground, resenting those who had leaned on Cyprus for the short cane 'Alanea' in his hand.

"Product"

Reacting to the Cypriot chant, the white pattern painted on the wand creeps away.

With it, as with the wand, the white patterned magic formation spreads from the tip pierced to the ground one by one.

The pattern of that magic formation, which spread about a meter in diameter, was very similar to the spider's nest.

"-" Visual Spider (Alanea) ""

Completed here is the Summoning Magic (Sammon), and summoned is the Usager Demon (Servant) who looks like a spider, as its name suggests.

From the magic formation of the spider's nest, one black spider after another emerges as it crawls up from the bottom of the water.

Its size is as large as an adult's palm, and the sight of dozens of spiders gushing out with such large bodies would be to remind people of their instinctive disgust.

However, the surgeon himself, Cyprus, had no idea what he was thinking, but was just not touched, naturally, with a look, and dropped off the spider that scattered to all directions.

The spiders that emerge quickly disappear beyond the woods, closed by dark darkness.

But then, less than a minute later, the spider returns.

"... Shit, a few fewer, some defects"

That was the same spider I summoned earlier, but another one I unleashed last night.

"Visual Spider (Alanea)," whose role is surveillance.

The Cypriot mercenary regiment sent this demon to keep track of the battle, as they did not request to leave for today's battle and were strictly required to wait in the village of Wat.

"I heard you fled home with a light loss to whether you were a demon or something, but come on, what's it like -"

Cyprus, which puts one spider in the back, on the palm of its hand.

Then, fragmented footage and sound that emerges in the brain.

Reading what this user demon recorded also required a corresponding skill, but it was also the lack of fabrication to accurately load cluttered recorded footage that could also be called a flood of light and sound for Cyprus, the operator.

"- Oh, I found an elf girl, nice, looking for something like this."

What emerges is a blonde blue-eyed elf, a pair of threesomes that have fallen apart from the age of the girl, but whose face has a neat face that is not ashamed of its beauty and the name of the famous elf tribe.

Every time a magical bow was pulled from the other side of the fence and an arrow of thunder was released, a soldier proceeding down the river was seen falling.

"Hmm, but not so much with all the mostly demonic cunts -"

It was Cyprus where I would say all my thoughts I was kidding somewhere, but as I read the record, that look changes slightly.

At first, he had a grin that colored his prey, but now all emotions have disappeared in his face.

"- Well, I see, that's what you mean."

When Cyprus squeals so, it releases like throwing away a spider on its hands.

The spider disappeared like a frog that jumped into a pond to the magic formation of the spider's nest, which still existed on the ground.

"Funny, he's worth coming to Pandora for, hehe, this is serious. He's not the one who's leading us to destiny."

What the hell is giving him so much pleasure?

Cyprus, with a tremendous grin, returned to the camp in a good mood.