Kuro no Maou

The media site is a high-difficulty dungeon with a hazard rank of 4, present at a point about 10 km from the capital, Daedalus.

The survey of the new compartment, recently discovered in the media ruins, a vast underground space (geofront), was largely untouched because it was no longer where the adventurers' activities were due to the Crusaders' invasion.

For roughly a month from the fall of the capital, Daedalus, the Adventurer Guild had completely shut down its function.

And that, naturally, is still, no, the activities of the Daedalus adventurers at the earliest and forever forbidden by the unacceptable Crusaders, such as Demonic freedom, to rule.

Therefore, their success is nowhere to be found in the media ruins where they should normally see the adventurer.

But now it's busy by far more people than the number of adventurers who are supposed to be active here.

It is all human, undisputed, and crusading, in an aligned outfit with the symbol of a cross in white.

The majority of them were concentrated in the new section of media ruins.

Because that's where the object is.

"Heh - I know this is it, I don't like it, Smitty, I know it's an awesome altar, but ancient magic (enchant) relationships are unprofessional -"

Bishop Judas, the chief officer of "The White Miracle," was thrown this deaf, tall, quick-mouthed dialogue from behind him when he reached before the "altar" of purpose.

Judas looked back toward the Lord of the hustling voice, with the same rugged expression that raised his eyebrows.

"Hey hey hey - I (wasp), I am the commander-in-chief of Cardinal Mercedes' immediate regiment, my name is Gregorius, ah, position looks like this and I'm a bishop, so hey, you're in line, same bishop to each other, weird reluctance is useless, thank you very much."

The annoying man, unmistakably wrapped in a legal garment indicating the position of bishop, is not, for the time being, a noticeable appearance other than that he is of average height as a human adult male and looks a little skinny.

Gregorius, who familiarly seeks to shake his hand towards Judas, narrows his eyes slightly, no, I guess it's originally detailed, with a frigid grin on his face that reminds him of some cunning fairy tale fox.

"'Prophet' Gregorius... so what can I do for you, my Bishop?"

It was an atmosphere that seemed to determine exactly what to ignore, but Judas himself did not seem to have been particularly offended and responded to the handshake as it was.

"No, no, two embarrassing names, such as' Prophet ', well, I'm naming myself, hey, haha!

Laughing alone, the two bishops who shook hands lined up next to each other and exchanged words.

"What can I do for you?"

"Oh, this is a smear, thank you, I'm a chatty cunt, and it's so easy to derail the conversation, they often say," Come on, let's get down to business. "

……

Apparently Gregorius was not an unreadable man of the air, so much so that he could not understand the silent pressure of Judas.

"It doesn't mean anything profound, it's just a greeting.

I, I wanted to get along very well with the Crusaders' folks, and this is how I greet people around, you stand out all sorts of things - oops, because you're some mysterious person, hey, I'm really having trouble figuring out where you are and your contact details, so this is the last time I see you, please don't be offended?

"Then the purpose would have been achieved by now"

It is obvious that I am telling you to go home as soon as possible.

But do you realize it or not, Gregorius makes the grin deeper and speaks even more.

"No, this is how we met at the corner, so why don't we just do a little update and exchange information?

I look like this and my face is wide, so I'm just a little proud to be able to tell you all about Daedalus over the past month, yes. "

"This information is unnecessary to Non, and your lord will never ask you about it in his research."

It is a famous story in the Church that Judas is a rooted researcher who holds the high rank of bishop but is immersed in his own research.

It is said that a man named Judas climbed to the position of bishop only to prepare his satisfactory research environment.

That means that as long as no one can interrupt and study it, they will not greed anything else, nor will they look to the ‘wealth‘ and ‘power’ that many priests seek.

All you get from such a Judas story is information about professional research that you don't know what it is, and there's not a single thing that can be linked to your own interests.

Judas‘ created 'the Seventh Apostle Saliel, whose research results have been widely publicized and highly regarded from within and outside.

But even if we tried to take that competence into our own poetry, the position of bishop was troublesome and, more importantly, it was appreciated within the Church that it was good to penetrate non-interference with Judas, because he was blinded by the supreme Pope himself.

Of course, Gregorius couldn't have known such a reputation, but he still spoke to Judas like a persistent whorehouse solicitation.

"You know very well that you are something that does not influence ‘our’ behavior, however -"

In light detail, there is a slightly sharp light.

"- Isn't it a slightly more dangerous behavior that people are ‘demon hunting' to buy objection if they do poorly?

Judas slowly turns to Gregorius.

The big Judas became dressed like overlooking Gregorius.

As an elderly researcher, the slightly unnaturally tight and forged flesh feels like a knight fighting on the front lines.

Gregorius, however, can barely shake his mind even before the blade is as intimidating as it is.

"It's wild to ask why.

I 'prophesied' Noon's actions, didn't I?

"Hey, actually, yes, there was no evidence other than this one and it was already hard to explore things!

Inside, why are you so good at moving secretly, he's the one who does the work of the year, huh hehe? "

Nothing but the Pope knows that Judas was secretly insinuating himself into letting the occupying forces, as crusader soldiers and mercenaries, into his own hands and capturing useful ‘experimental objects’.

That was supposed to happen.

"So, how was Pandora's demon clan? Was it satisfactory?

"We were able to secure the required number at this stage, the study will be carried out as planned"

Judas, who already understands that there is no point in hiding it, answered honestly for the price.

"Was it the 'Divine Soldier Plan'? Hey, you seem better than I thought, if ‘mass production' continues to succeed, you're going to lose your job, aren't you, Crusader soldier?

To a difficult dialogue to discern whether it was admiration or ridicule, Judas just didn't say anything more than "research as planned".

Neither rhetoric nor cursing is enough to care anything for the bishop who punches into this study, the same as remembering Buddha in the horse's ear.

"Oh, yeah, and there's a unit that's still devastated. Don't you know a little bit about this? Anyway, it happened in my occupation unit. Hey, was it definitely a Cypriot mercenary regiment, or something like that?

Cyprus, I think of the face of the only young man who did not return on a demonic capture mission, but Judas quickly vanished off to the other side of oblivion.

There's no use for the dead. If the pieces are broken, you just need to replace them with something new.

The troops in charge of Cyprus had zero captures and the living experiments (hand red numbers) were also in less than half devastation.

But the presence of those who make such failures has also been woven, and, as I said earlier, the number of demons as experimental subjects is well secured, and the purpose has been achieved.

Therefore, there seems to be nothing else in Gregorius' words that could have been taken, and Judas, on the contrary, inquired.

"The Lord has moved the Apostle, hasn't he?

It's not the apostle's job to destroy less than 10,000 demonic people. "

"Well, I thought that too, hey, it was something I couldn't resist the 'prophecy'.

It was good to get it moving, but when I got back, I wasn't really in the mood, because my ‘bonus’ went par with the increase in rewards. "

Bollying his dull blonde hair, Gregorius talks funny and strange about the atrocity (Wagamama) of the Eleventh Apostolic Mass.

"It is better not to think that I have a stronger ‘blessing’ than your Lord, because I can interfere (access) only slightly with the 'Divine Will (Record)', and that I can make the Apostle more accommodating"

"... Yeah, well, I often remember my liver."

Only for a moment, Judas was aware that Gregorius' signs had sharpened.

It is either alarm or agitation at what is said of the 'prophecy', and we have no intention of doing this on this occasion with each other.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to be hostile to you or intrude.

When you're going to do something with 'Our Daedalus’, if you'll excuse us, we can help you.

Even with each thought, it doesn't change working for God, so I'm sure God wants a smooth cooperative relationship. "

"... let's remember"

Thank you, and I respectfully bow my head to Gregorius, who had not already seen Judas.

Its eyes are ancient altars standing in front of it.

Without the expertise, as Gregorius said, we wouldn't know what kind of magic device it has.

But Judas knew instantly what this was, how to use it, and what he could do.

Therefore, even if this is a dangerous dungeon in Rank 4, he made a ‘decision' without hesitation.

"Oh, I'm totally freaked out, but let me send you something to celebrate.

Congratulations on the establishment of the White Miracle ‘Fourth Institute’ "

This is not an unnamed new section in the earliest media sites.

It was in the land of Pandora that a new institute, the Fourth Laboratory, was built, second only to the abominable Third Laboratory, which created numerous experimental objects, beginning with Chrono, that promoted the Divine Soldier Plan.