Kuro no Maou

A monster with such a rare name as that larspun, the strength is something like Rank 5 on a boulder, or even in that condition where I was injured by my hand, I might have sucked a little.

Well, there are full members of 'Wing Road' and you can't lose.

It took me a long time to demonstrate considerable toughness and kill, but eventually the crusade was a success.

And so far so good, the problem is afterwards.

If you're aware, we were promoted to Rank 5 and set a seminary rank up record in the fastest time possible, above even Prince Eisenhardt.

Thanks to you, Sparda is a little heroic, rumored and stands out everywhere. It's a tribute to both Sparda Royal Castle and the Adventurer's Guild. Celebrating is a troublesome event.

It really sucks, it's no bother.

Well, I skipped most of the calls for a good reason, but oh, you can leave the toughness to your sister-in-law or something serious.

As such, the hassle associated with Rank 5 promotion has come to a paragraph for now, but people's rumors are still going on.

When you walk around the city for that reason, you're walking like a bandit wearing this lousy apprentice magician robe all the way to your hood.

I didn't want to stand out because this is what happens, it's only painful to get envious glances from the bastards or yellow cheers from the girls, I mean, leave me alone.

Damn, this is the situation because if it's the original, Charles got a quest for the Salamander Crusade, at least if Larspun doesn't come back to the Fire Dragon's Nest at just the right time - let's not, cursing our misfortune is just for no reason.

It was then that I tried to cross the square in front of Obelisk as I managed to take a sigh of sigh that took me to the mouth.

"What's the pain? - Oh, come on, isn't that a little unresponsive?

If you turn your eyes, you'll find two familiar dressed bastards and one beautiful girl.

I'm saying something messy. The only two guys are the same cadets and they look familiar, I do, but I can't help but remember the name of the bastard.

But I can only recall the crap that those two guys are getting into Napa every day around here and unfortunately have a pretty good chance of success with that look.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not interested in the fate of a light-ass woman who gets caught up in a numb, and I think I'll take it personally no matter where the pair say hello to the girl.

But, oh, that's awkward, if you even took out your weapon and rejected it with hostility, it's easy to predict that you're in quite an outrage, about your great nobleman.

If you look around with chirali, there doesn't seem to be a single unscrupulous man to go into a halt just because the common people are watching faraway.

Well, they're aristocrats, only teachers or the same cadets have the ‘power' to put them in a stop in this lower level area.

Only at times like this does the patrolling gendarmerie (the Loguardians) not show up, they are always one foot slow to rush.

"Huh."

It gives me a sigh of patience, apparently God hates me so much.

But, well, there's no choice, abandoning such a beautiful girl is a bad dream, and 'these occasions’ have never happened before.

I'm a decent guy, too, and I walk out toward a threesome that I can rub, mocking myself.

"Hey, why don't you stay around?

When I speak up, the three of you turn away from me for now.

That's a snug alley, the girl is seriously beautiful, even in seminary. That's the level you don't see.

Its pale watery hair, its shining sun-like golden eyes exude mystical beauty because they are faceless, but no, faceless.

Unlike an aristocratic silly woman who can only be flashly dressed, the clothes she wears are clear, but the brilliant proposition is even pale.

Oh, surely such a beautiful girl would speak up without having to be this numb bastard.

"What's the matter with an apprentice magician?"

Whoa, I guess I left my hood on to hide my face, I forgot.

While I expose my face to the sun that shines brightly, I politely ask them to pick it up so that I can settle things peacefully.

"I don't care what you think about that girl. You're disappointed. Give it up and lose it. Don't talk to one woman with two men, you're not balanced."

"Become, you!?

"Are you serious..."

A pair of people freaking out about who I am, totally through the exact point.

Well, even this, I'm royal, and I've got enough strength not to deal with two of these miscellaneous fish, Rank 5 is not Dada.

"Oh, I'll shut up about all the embarrassing things that Temeira has failed to do, and disappear."

"Wait a minute, stop making weird mistakes."

"Yes, because this girl works too disrespectfully -"

"Go away. It's on, can't you hear me?

I'll gently kill you as I lay my hands on the sheath of a knife wrapped around your hips.

"Wow, okay, so be serious"

"Oh, I'm going to spare your face here and not ask, huh?

Looks like you finally understood my intentions through mindful negotiation, yeah, it's important to discuss it after all.

With that in mind, I missed the sleaze and the pair of idiots who disperse the scene with their bloody blue faces.

"Evil. No, my students bothered you."

In the meantime, I'll put an apology in for the beautiful girl in the water short.

"No."

The word that comes back is a chilled word with no discouragement, um, inside. How can you be a cool daughter.

"Ma, I hope you can pick it up a little more peacefully next time, but you're an interesting guy, like hitting a nobleman with a cane."

They are a group of cadets, but they are not the kind of ladies who can do just a little bit of magic, equipped with a short wand (wand) with fixed magic power.

Still beating him up without saying he was funny, even though he had no idea what he was talking about with the same faceless expression.

"Well, I'm going with this now. Oh, you don't have to think about gratitude or toughness. It happens all the time."

It may just be a little rude to break up without one of the names, but you can hear people around you saying "Nero" or "Wing Road" that my presence is being discovered because of the exuberant exposure, and you're totally finding out.

I apologize for getting people's attention, being surrounded or being chased in this place, only to just disperse.

"So much for being a mistress. Goodbye, lady."

I put on the hood to hide my face again and left the place quickly.

"What is this farce..."

I dropped off a brunette red-eyed young man who disappeared into the crowd with a heartbroken eye.

"You have a lot of uncomfortable people in Sparda."

Napa's pair. But I don't like everything, either, the self-centered words and behavior of the youth who showed up along the way.

How unpleasant, being shown a boring trilogy play of a crappy man.

"Pick me up soon and let me forget everything, Mr. Chrono"