Kuro no Maou

Four male cadets, attending the Royal Sparda Seminary, held their breath constantly.

"Ha... ha... hey, seriously, you freaked out"

"You were surrounded, you're fucked. That's it."

"When? I left you, paranoid prince, are you okay?

"Celia, it's okay because you were there, I can't afford those busikes."

Four people laughing orally because of the relief of taking off the crisis.

I have no feelings of guilt or anything like leaving one of my members there and running away.

However, if it is also the identity of an aristocrat who is born and stands above a person, there may be no choice but to grow up with the sensibility to only rejoice in such self-preservation.

"What are we gonna do now?

One student says as he looks around.

This doesn't look like the same place we just set ourselves up as a camp, that is, a river plain.

They flew out of the tent and ran straight upstream along the river.

It was easier to simply run an unshielded river plain than to run through woods where trees flourished and undulated, that's all.

"Ah, the sword is once and for all, and I can handle it."

Escaped dressed, but with minimal gear.

"Well, let's go back to the right place."

"But don't bother with 'Disease Walker' anymore."

They are frightened enough to escape without fear to a herd of monsters, but the very skill they are acquiring has only broken through the entrance exam to an executive course known as Super Difficulty, and there is something to it.

Magic and martial arts are both well mastered at lower levels.

However, they are not ‘moves’ that the adventurer has polished up throughout the actual battle, but rather like an extension of the sport, which he has mastered from an early age with a good teacher role.

They can shoot "Ignis Sagitta," or they can roll out "Flash."

But if you can calmly activate it as usual in action, you have to say NO.

That is why they are a factor in being scorned by the ‘alternates' and others by the brilliant.

"You've come a long way, I can't see the camp."

"It's about a kilo, isn't it?

Not only were their escape legs quick as a description, but they could be said to have been fast in reality by exercising 'Disease (Air Walker)'

Its level of proficiency is not as low as it is capable of being critical activated, but nevertheless brings to the flesh a speed exceeding the full force disease of man than the martial arts of increased speed of movement have worked.

It can also be said that this is why we were able to remove the siege of the pump at once.

It's hard to say that river plains, scaffolding, like stone laid, are good, but still not trees, like forests, so you can run straight through them if you're even careful at your feet.

Blessed with such terrain, they were able to escape this far safely by doing their utmost to use the disease (Air Walker).

Most importantly, if only the exercise of Disease (Air Walker) has raised your breath so far, there is no use for it in action other than to escape.

"Hey, doesn't it look okay to go back now?

"No, we might still be fighting, and we'll wait a little longer"

I have no idea what's going on with the camp from here on out, except to judge the end of the fight by some account.

"That Mend, you delusional prince. I wonder if you could wind up dead."

"If you die, Celia, I'll hire you."

I'll hire him.

Then the four thrive on the topic of what service to make you if you hire that beautiful maid by mouth.

But it was a coincidence, a really mundane moment.

"Ha-ha-ha?

One of the male students, who was laughing off in a nasty gag, noticed a huge shadow on the edge of his sight.

"is, what... he"

"Ah?"

As he stares at a point with a frozen expression, the other three gaze in the same direction.

Ahead, there was a giant beast.

The giant body is about six meters high, but its beast, quietly nestled in the river plains, has no idea what time it was there.

The fur on the black ground was hard to see as if it would dissolve in the dark night, but the crimson fur covering the arms and chest clearly looked like a burning bonfire for some reason.

In particular, the two elongated ears stretching over his head were like a flame that swayed loosely.

"It's a monster, isn't it?

"It's so big... something sucks, huh?

From its characteristic ears, I unexpectedly associate the bear beard (pump) I just saw.

But I have a completely different impression than the four-headed body that even makes me feel that adorable.

Thick arms like a tree, muscle buoyancy big enough to tell even when wrapped in thick fur.

Especially a sharp, fierce face like the addition of its wolf and lion doesn't resemble that communal looking Rank 1 monster.

A giant monster that suddenly appeared, never seen, just stands still, staring at them four with those vicious red eyes.

"Ha, arr. Sounds like you can't take it down a little bit, huh?

"I can't, I can't"

"Okay, let's get out of here."

"Ooh."

Quickly unified opinions, the four concentrate their consciousness and magic to activate the 'Disease (Air Walker)' as they did earlier.

It was then,

- Gujari.

And the dull sound reached the three ears.

Yes, only three of us heard that sound, and one of the four of us who should have been,

"Is... Huh?

It became a red stain that spread over the river plain and was disappearing.

Seeing, the boy student who was supposed to have stood there disappears and instead grows giant trees colored red red red and black.

No, it wasn't a tree, it was a monster's arm.

"Oh, why...?

None of the three of us think of it, alternating between the point where the monster was supposed to have stood until earlier and next to ourselves.

where the monster first stood, its great shadow disappeared like an illusion, and now,

"Oh, wow, wow, wow!?

He appeared right next to us with a certain sense of reality.

This is where they finally understand the situation.

One of his companions was crushed from the head with this suddenly moving monster, his gigantic arm, and died instantly after becoming a compressed mass of blood and flesh.

"Uh-oh!

Screaming, the three instinctively jumped off the spot to escape this nightmarish monster.

One thinks nothing and leaves momentum behind, causing his legs to snap and fall.

The other jumps to a foot and ranges.

And the other, the only one of these who miraculously succeeded in activating 'Disease (Air Walker)', kicked the ground and flipped himself into the air at a quick rate so that he could get away from the monster at once.

But his body, which should have succeeded in its quickest departure, stops hollow.

"Ngu, Ngu!?

If you reveal Tane, it's simple, because the monster grabbed his body with his own hands before he left it at high speeds.

The two untargeted stared half-hearted as the monster grabbed the male student's upper body firmly, with crimson crystals embedded in the back of his right hand and a beautiful glow.

With no regard for the sight of the two or anything else, the monster is concentrating on one newly caught.

Take the grabbed right hand in a slow motion over your head so that it is raised high.

They could eat, so intuitive they were two, but the reality was different.

Crushed.

The monster was in the palm of his hand, crushing the flesh of a male student.

As if even oranges were gripping and squeezing fruit juice, how much blood fell out of a big rocky fist.

The red Shizukuishi disappears into the mouth of a monster with a large mouth under it.

"Ugh, yeah, yeah!

Even in the dark night, for some reason, they clearly saw the sight, and threw up at about the same time.

Seeing the sight of a fellow who had a pleasant conversation until just now, crushed in front of him and turned into a red fruit moisturizing the monster's throat, there is no way they could have been spiritually tolerated by the greenhouse growing up in the name of nobility until now.

"Uh-oh, uh-oh"

Still, one who succeeded in running straight, without losing his hips, could say he did a really good job.

Having his legs tumbled with a jumping clap, he was finally unable to get up and could only warmly drool and cry out any body fluids other than blood on the spot.

The monster turned his attention to those who were not following one of them running with their backs turned and were crying right at their feet.

He squeezed as much blood as he could already, and threw the crushed bone and the wreckage that had become the only skin in his right hand so as to throw away the unsavory raw debris.

The dull sound of it falling to the ground and the sound of a monster's finger pressing against his right foot, which fell, echoed almost simultaneously.

But all he could hear was the sound of his own leg bones crushing.

Or your own voice screaming with your throat just ripped open?

"Ghaaaa! No, don't..."

After a beat, the monster's fingertips strike him again.

Now it was my left shoulder.

Instead of a sharp nail that makes you think that touching it will easily cleave a person's body or something, you dare use your finger belly to push your shoulder.

When compressed by the stones of the river plain and the fingertips of hard skin, it breaks easily, such as human flesh, which is just a little forged.

The voice of agony rising again, did you find the reaction interesting, distorted as the monster's mouth made him grin with a niggle.

A scream that rises every time he presses his finger, the monster repositions and compresses his body so many times that he taps the piano keyboard.

But the voice soon stopped answering, too.

Naturally, not only did they crush the bones all over his body, but they crushed the vital organs together, leaving him with little element to keep his life.

A slightly disgruntled monster nosed at him for not having eaten that corpse, and set his gaze on the next prey.

"Ha... Ha... ha, help... help!

One of the last to escape desperately in an unbridled foothold.

But it's overwhelmingly not fast enough to drive this poorly scaffolded river plain with a human foot without activating Disease (Air Walker) either.

The monster kicks the ground lightly, no, whether the lightness is due to monster standards, or in the next moment when the stones of the river plains scattered like they could have bounced at his feet, its red and black giants were dancing lightly through the universe.

I didn't fly, I just jumped.

The leap, however, ranges so far as it seems to fly that the escape distance of a male student who earned money from death and madness is set to zero in the blink of an eye.

In other words, the monster landed in front of the escaped student.

"Hih, hi-no!?

The incarnation of despair that reappears.

There's no way I could have fought him, even if I thought so, but he was reflexively pulling the sword of Holy Silver (Mithril) out of his hips.

The blade shines so divine that it tries to glow over this dark night and nightmare.

"This, this, I'm gonna kill you. Ugh, I'm gonna kill you. Me, too, monsters. No, you can do it. Uh-oh!

Seeing that beautiful light shining full body, the male student put up his sword, whether the dying fighting spirit sprung up or just getting laid.

At the next moment, the monster stretched out his arm unconstitutionally, but his eyes could not see with all that action.

With his sword in place, he is wrapped in his impending palm without being able to move in any way.

Less than a second later, his death was supposed to be decided, but the monster withdrew his hand.

He did not know for a moment what had happened, but realized that the blade tip of the holy silver (misrille) had touched the monster's hand, slightly, but only slightly, scratched it.

"Ha, ha... hey, it's working, it's working!

The monster looked strangely into his palm and found a small wound there.

At that moment,

Gawwwwwwwwww!!

I growled.

That is an undisputed roar of anger, a cry of anger.

At the same time that the monster gives its roar, the crimson fur stands up once and for all, making it look as if its gigantic body has grown more than once

But he is no match for what he saw transformed by his anger.

Because consciousness blew away as I bled out of my nose and ears the moment I bathed a loud amount of roar at close range.

No, it flew in between moments, because the fists of anger crushed the flesh, and they were desperate.

He became a river plain stain just like the first victim, and it's clear from the monster that he's dead.

But the monster's fist never stops.

Two, three, alternating fists strike out are strong enough to rock the perimeter, little by little, the crater begins to be created by impact.

Then, the monster finally stopped moving when he continued to slap his fist indifferently and there was only a sign of destruction that would leave no trace of blood on the part of the corpse anymore.

If you notice, the upside-down redhead reverts back to normal and shrinks to the first size, apparently anger has now healed.

With the monster stopping the movement, the river plains returned a quiet night, just to hear the sound of fresh streams flowing.

But the monster picked up not only the sound of the river, but also a more different, distant sound with its elongated ears.

"You can't abandon them!

It was an indisputable human voice.

Monsters laugh.

Tonight, be sure you still have your prey.