Kuro no Maou

Sitting in front of you is an aged dark elf dressed in fancy thin silk.

The dark elf-specific brown skin, a shade opposite the white elf of the skin, accentuates the seeping color fragrance more closely with the pure white dress of the heavenly jail silkworm (Valhalla silk), which unfortunately covers its feminine fleshy, full-bodied body.

A decent man would instinctively lose sight of either the twin hills that are richly fruitful from costumes that expose to nearly half of his chest instead of his shoulders, or the creased lines that draw loosely seductive curves, or the fleshy good thighs that extend from slits that are so deep that they don't seem to wrap large hips

No, or it is only in her face, which boasts statue-like beauty that epitomizes the goddess, that her gaze may be fixed.

The lustrous hair that houses the silver glow of the Holy Silver (Mithril) is bracketed in the back of the head, and there is a beautiful bunch of flowing silver threads, but it also feels the power of the magic that houses it or the white dragon's tail.

The part of the face, such as the one where the golden ratio was calculated and arranged, was particularly characteristic of the blue eye with the length of the cut.

And while the blue eyes, which dwell in a clear glow like its pale crystal (marine), look somewhere as usual, they definitely captured the appearance of the little boy sitting face to face in his eyes.

"Good to have you back, Simon. I'm glad you're safe."

"Ha, yes...... I'm sorry to bother you, President"

Simon, who responded with a slight restlessness, as the words put it, it is the beauty of the dark elf he is facing who is Sophia Sirius Percifal, chairman of the board of the Royal Sparda Seminary.

And this place you two meet face to face, of course, the president's office.

As if prestigiously claiming the position of chairman of the board of directors at the top of both the fame of school operations, from this room, set in the middle and highest position of this school building, we use windowpanes instead of expensive crystal vitreous (Scare Crystal) on one side of the outer wall, reflecting a spectacular view over the city of Sparda.

"I told you three months ago to call me Sophie, do you mean you forgot?

"Oh, no... it's outrageous"

Sophia smiled lusciously at Simon, who replied obscurely to various places, reminding him of a cunning snake who nodded his tongue in front of his prey somewhere.

"You and me, I know. I don't feel comfortable."

Simon distresses me as to where the hell I and the president of the board of directors, who are only one student of the seminary, need not feel comfortable, but I recall how this Reiki Dark Elf has been doing since we first met.

In short, I didn't like this woman.

"Well, uh... Sophie,"

"Um, well, that would be fine now"

I wanted to say that the sarcasm would not change in the future, but there was no way that I could make the adult opponent feel as comfortable going in as Chrono.

"Thank you for allowing me to resume my studies"

"Until I did my job, I wasn't thankful enough."

Simon bowing his head in thanksgiving on top of each other, but his chest could not be described as very serene.

To return to Royal Spartan Seminary was not of your own free will.

"Instead, I guess I owe you an apology, because I pushed you to go to Daedalus."

In the first place, why Simon was working as an adventurer in the village of Alsace where he met Chrono.

That began approximately three months ago with a conversation that took place in this office of the President, where the two of them are now.

"Hmm, if you don't have the money, why don't you make some money on your quest?"

Simon was a ‘family situation’, distancing himself from the Baldier family, one of Sparda's famous aristocrats, his parents.

Therefore, Baldier's surname is not inscribed on Simon's guild card either.

Simon, who has such a wack, can't have all the other expenses, including the cost of seminary tuition, out of the house.

At the same time, another country, Daedalus, was most appropriate in operating out of the sight of his family.

"No, I'm grateful to the president, because being an adventurer in Daedalus is what I wanted."

But now that the situation has changed, we can't just leave Sparda and play adventurer.

That is the Baldier family's, no, by the strong pressure of Emelia, my sister, if I may be more precise.

"But if you're going to stay here, I'm relieved too.

There will never be a legion of humans in this sparda. "

If it meant peace of mind, Simon, who experienced a fierce defensive battle with the Crusaders, was in the same mood.

Yes, even if the adventurers were bundled up, as if there were ‘buckets of things' in the crusades that looked like girls, there would never be a breakthrough in the impenetrable Galahad fortress defended by the Spartan army led by 'Sword King' Leonhardt, it seemed so.

Originally, the current Sparda, which was also expected to be invaded by Daedalus' Dragon King Garvinal, has a complete defensive system in place against external enemies.

I feel differently in the first place than any other urban state that has been peacefully bogged down.

"Well, will you be coming to us again tomorrow?

Simon affirms, he was already ready to go to school.

Even so, instead of three months ago, we're just going into the dorm.

"Now it looks like you can have your own lab, too, and that's good."

Well, it's somewhat lame, but Simon inadvertently voiced doubts about Sophia's words that go on.

"Um, what do you mean by lab?

Since Simon joined the seminary, he has never had a dedicated lab.

Alchemy research was done secluded in a small dorm room, occasionally loaning other facilities with narrow shoulders for experimentation.

But that's not limited to Simon. Students in the Magic Engineering course are rare to have in the school, such as a personal lab, and that's only what a few elites who excel at both household characteristics and grades can have.

"You'll rent the old dorm on the northern edge, a broken loan has already been transferred from ‘that woman’"

"Sister Leah... do something unsolicited..."

It's a pleasure for an alchemist to have a lab wherever it is, Simon and having it is one of my dreams.

But it must not only be gained by one's own power, but given by Emelia Friedrich Baldier, a perfect sister with excellent powers, finances and force: the General (General).

"I expect you to create a revolutionary invention that will benefit our school in this new environment."

"Yes, I'll do my best..."

As such, he leaves a resignation word just saying he's finished greeting him back to school, and Simon stands up over a big couch in black Raptor Bull (Bullhorn) leather.

As I tried to lay my hands on the heavy white double-open door,

"Wait."

Sophia, who approached Simon's back without a sound, put her hands covered in pure white costume gloves (dress gloves) on her little shoulders.

"Oh, um..."

My whole body stiffens at the signs of Sofia releasing an overwhelming presence.

That's probably not my fault or anything, if you think she was once the famous Rank 5 Adventurer who takes the alias' The Snowstorm Goddess of War (Valkyrie Blizzard), 'then it's natural enough to stop a poor elf boy from legging just because of the signs.

Most importantly, if he had seriously intimidated him, he would have been left physically incapable of moving a step from Simon's knee down to the ground by now.

"Cotto with me, have you reconsidered a little?

When Simon is slowly turned around, there is a brown woman with a seductive color fragrance.

As an elf, it's slightly smaller than Emelia, who boasts a non-standard giant, but Sophia's height is arguably higher by pulling out among women, that's enough to make a difference between Simon and one head.

Therefore, in front of Simon is not the beauty of Sophia, but a valley of large and deep breasts, so reminiscent of the magnificent Rank 5 dungeon, The Land Dragon Valley (El Grand Canyon).

The brown soft skin approaching the tip of his eyes and nose and the fragrant fragrance that drove the man's reason crazy and rocked his instincts forced Simon's beat.

"I would be given a better room than a collapsing borough shop, no, I don't need school grades or research results in the first place, I just need you to stay there."

Gently place your fingertips on Simon's jaw and let him raise the bending surface.

Two gazes intersect Simon's emerald eyes looking up and Sophia's crystal eyes looking down.

Not unlike before, Sophia's eyes seemed not interested in anything, but there seemed to dwell a demonic glow inviting a man.

No, even Simon, who is still a student, can't help but understand that he is‘ invited 'as a man.

That's not just because she was pressed with a luscious attitude, but because she was told directly from her mouth when we first met.

"Wouldn't you, the alchemist, quit and be my thing?

The answer then remains the same.

"I'm not quitting alchemy..."

Even if Simon, who spent time in an aristocratic house called Bardier, can't possibly not know what someone as powerful and identical as her is looking for.

Absolutely forgive me for being a love doll at the whim of a moment, especially if I abandon everything called alchemy.

In the first place you can't be an elf, without excellent magic, without attractive looks as masculine as Chrono, there are elements that attract you to where you are like a child who never grows up.

No, that's why it seems like an interesting strange rare beast, such as an elf with no magic growth dysfunction.

Whatever it was, it couldn't have been accepted by Simon, who yearned for a genuine relationship, such as an emotion of curiosity that wasn't pure favor.

Well, I know the woman who risked her life to protect herself, and that rebellion is all the more offensive.

"Hehe, well, fine, if that overprotective sister bothers you, you can count on me"

But she laughs invincibly and releases herself lightly, not knowing Simon's heart.

"Thank you, thank you"

I feel a great deal of gratitude from the Baldier family to President Sofia for all kinds of conveniences to keep me away from my sister.

But it is unacceptable to be a convenient pet.

I have decided that I will reward you with a snail called school profit.

Simon thanked him in a complicated mood, and left the president's office to escape, unaware that his cheeks were stained with Zhu because he had truly received an unbearable colored incense.