Kuro no Maou

Fiona moved.

"What the..."

The unusual sign could be guessed from decades before Fiona began layering herself with all three enhanced magic.

I don't know why you put enhancement (boost) on yourself, not me, but its sincerity.

It's just predictable that the magic name "Flame Hammer (Ignis Breaker)" was first heard, and that it would be its magical effect to have a fireball wrapped around the tip of the cane like a match on fire.

But what the hell does Fiona say?

I've never seen anything like this before, Fiona has always been calm, and that's when I duel with the Eighth Apostle Eye, because he did his part lightly.

She's not even self centered enough to ignore working with me and run into unsolicited behavior (stand play), yet what is this really about?

Fiona had already moved on at this moment before I could come up with an answer to that question.

What you have in your hands is a fireball-lighted longscepter (staff), "Ains Bloom," and when did you take it out, a duplicity of short-scepter (wand) "Custom Fireballs," no, should you call it a duplicant stream?

Fiona's martial arts and fortification (boost) effects have led her to the realm of the Great Sword, which still meets the Great Sword, with a fast step no less than I do now.

"'Fire Arrow (Ignis Sagitta)'"

My first wave was' Custom Fireball '.

It's a beginner's 'fireball' that unleashes the lower-level offensive magic of fire that would otherwise only exert substandard power, but I already know that Fiona's sole boasts a tremendous streak of firing performance.

Not so explosive per shot, but if it keeps flying in with dozens of them, I'm sure I'll get the aftermath of that attack as well, cutting with the jote at close range.

Two of those judgments of crisis by reason and the warning of danger that the Sixth Sense tells us are resolved in the brain and immediately move on to evasive action.

Open the distance to one foot off the jote as you wield the magnificent magnificent magnificent magnificence into the horizontal magnificence.

Jote tried to step in for a chase, but you must have noticed several fireballs flying towards you just before, with a quick reflex speed and response that immediately prevents the attack magic from shielding the blade of bad eating.

Dozens of 'Fire Arrows (Ignis Sagitta)' can play in the blink of an eye.

But even the power of intermediate attack magic can completely absorb bad eating, where you have exposed low power lower attack magic, and not even scorching Jote's hair tip.

I'm sure Fiona understands that, but there's no way to stop the firing of the Fire Arrow (Ignis Sagitta). On the contrary, there's no way to stop even the foot distancing it straight to the jote.

Oh, my God, I'm not gonna let you hit me with a cane like that.

"Become!?

And that was no way.

Fiona was about to dance to the jote as she shot "Custom Fireball" and shook up the lighted "Ains Bloom" on the fireball.

Even as he approached close range, he kept shooting 'Fire Arrow (Ignis Sagitta)', which prevented Jote from doing damage, but he wasn't moving.

While he himself had about the aftermath of the landing, he probably approached him forcefully with "Protecting against the Flames of Ethiosis (Nanablast Amulet)," and so struck the burning tip of "Ains Bloom" for each blade of the great sword he was shielding.

Zudo on!

I saw a loud explosion, the shock of which blew the jote away.

Jote's body dancing through the universe stopped the movement by hitting the trunk of the tree that constituted the tree-lined path as it was.

You would have hit him hard in the back, but you still haven't let the sword go of your right hand.

But still, it wasn't a mild enough shock to act instantly, trying to get up in a slightly mellow motion.

And that seemed too much for Fiona, who sets up the chase, as a gap to stick in.

The "Custom Fireball" that I had already thrown out just for use was not on my left hand, and I still had my free hand on the "Ains Bloom" where the red lotus of the fireball lit up.

Holding the closed wand firmly with both hands - no, this place should be called the ‘Hammer of Fire’ as that magic name suggests, or I slammed that scorching blunt instrument full swing into the brain of Jote, who exposes his head indefensibly.

The sound of the explosion rising again, its impact and aftermath, reaches me.

But I also have the "Protect the Pale Flame (Nanablast Amulet)," so that doesn't convey as much as a sensation to this person as a breeze.

Anyway, now we have a settlement.

That explosive power is powerful, such as intermediate or less advanced, but it's not like a monster with heat resistance like Larspun, nor does it have a magic device (magic item) that has a defensive effect, on a person's life, and it can't be bursting with its head to be safe.

The state of fanaticism (basark) only increases physical abilities such as arm strength and reflex nerves, but it has no effect on making the flesh itself sturdy.

There is zero chance that the jote will survive beyond what could not be prevented by the "Tooth Sword" Bad Eclipse, "which is the outline of the favor.

Our turn is over now, more than killing and stopping Jote crazy for the curse.

"Fiona, you got Kelli -"

When I uttered those words as I cast my worn-out prayer into the shadows,

Zudo on!

Three times, the explosion went up.

Something that emitted a dull glow went past my sight in a flash.

If you notice, keep the arm still in the grip of the pattern, with the 'Tooth Sword' Bad Eating 'standing right beside you.

"What?"

What the hell is this? Rather than questioning that, the answer was derived naturally that Fiona flew this far with a thousand arms slit because of further attacks.

Haven't you done enough toddling? Or did you alert the curse weapon?

That newly sprung question is:

Zudo on!

denied by the fourth explosion.

Not clearly visible by the smoke explosion, but still, I could see the silhouette waving down the 'flame gavel' towards the jote that Fiona must have already turned into a wreck.

Zudong!

The fifth explosion, whether the magic effect faded, made the sound smaller than before.

But now it means nothing, such as magical power, because the target is already dead.

Don!

For the sixth time, the explosion was even smaller.

There wasn't enough firepower for the smoke to blow up anymore, or the impact of a small explosion misted Fiona's entangling smoke.

Doh!

The completely magical effect seemed to have disappeared, the seventh sound was only the dull sound of a hard metal longscepter striking meat, not an explosion sound.

"Hey Fiona......"

I can see clearly now.

Fiona kept waving her wand to Jote's body, whose head was completely extinguished.

Doh, doh, doh, doh.

Hit even, hit as many times as you want, Fiona repeats the same behavior like a machine, just rarely hitting the corpse in front of her.

Her expression is the same faceless expression as usual, it should be, but it's as if she's uncomfortable as if she were wearing a mask, she's supposed to be a familiar face, but she's something else altogether.

"Hey -"

An anomaly, just that word, she deserves it now.

"- Stop it, Fiona!

And I don't want to see her like that, I can't stand to see her.

Take Fiona's arm from behind and force her to stop that pointless and merciless blow.

"Stop this now, he's already dead"

Slowly, squeeze out the words to make you say it.

You noticed my presence, and Fiona slowly looked back at me.

"Ah... Chrono,"

Fiona's shining sun-like golden eyes did not dwell in the light to be called raging.

Those dull, golden, vain eyes capture who I am.

"Stop it, put down your cane"

Like someone else, no, I remember Fiona as if she had become a well-resembled, elaborate doll with a frigid, frozen spine, but I can't help but mess it up to me.

At the same time, I'm gonna let Fiona go.

"... Yes"

Karan, and made some vain noise, and the wand rolled down on the cobblestone.

With her arms powerlessly lowered D'Aran, Fiona standing on the bar, turning again from the front with her, I ask.

"What's going on, Fiona?

Look straight at that tron and the two sleepy eyes.

"Ah, I..."

Fiona's eyes shake slightly.

Breaking a few seconds of silence, she continued with her mouth.

"Mine, the ring......"

"Ring?"

Speaking of which, maybe you're referring to the stuff I gave you during the day.

If you look down, you're missing the silver ring that should have fitted in that left pharmacopoeia finger.

"Oh well"

"The Circle Shield of the Goddess of War (Altena Guardling)" was broken by breaking the shield of protection praised there.

The sound of breaking the glass I heard back then was specific to the shield break, speaking of which, when I broke the Cypriot shield, there was a similar sound.

"The ring, I broke it... sorry, do it..."

"No, it's okay, I care..."

Never mind, what, is it good to do it and say it mildly?

If the ring is broken, hard to believe, but that's all Fiona's lost heart for, I can't call it trivial anymore.

It's not like there's any special circumstances about my parents. No, that's probably why I gave it to them.

It seems that since Fiona left under the Magic Master, she and I have been alone ever since, and for her, Lily and I should probably be friends and companions for the first time ever.

Then maybe he cared more about his first gift from this friend than I thought.

Even I, the person who gave it to you, would deny Fiona's values if I said, "Don't worry about it."

Whether this is my mistake or not, it's possible that I'm complacent.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chrono, I'm sorry -"

Fiona was crying.

Tears are falling from both of their beautiful eyes.

The first time I see her crying face, with the same unchanged expression, she doesn't leak a whimper, just tears streaming through her cheeks.

So crying, Fiona keeps apologizing even to me for ‘breaking’ the ring.

Its sad appearance hurts like a crack in my heart.

Stop it, don't cry, it's impotent to see Fiona's face like that.

So I put my hand around my trembling shoulder so I wouldn't have to look at her tears and hold her gently as I did.

"It's okay, Fiona's not bad, the ring broke because the shield was torn, then that means you protected Fiona."

Fiona's head is just resting on my chest.

Her body to touch is warm, the same as when she hugged a young lily, not like this with a doll.

Think of it, you've never held a girl your age like this before in all sorts of different world experiences.

"If my ring protected Fiona even if it was about a scratch, that's enough, it was worth the gift."

"Really...?

"Oh, I'm glad Fiona's not hurt.

Right, now I'm going to give you a ring with a strong effect that will protect you better.

If you're worried about breaking like today, I'm really just gonna wear a ring with you.

Why don't you stop crying?

After saying that all at once, I felt my cheeks getting hot that I had spoken a lot of embarrassment.

At the same time, I was worried that my dialogue might have been completely off track as a consolation.

"Whoa!?

Fiona's reaction was to act, not to say words, and until then it was with those thin arms that she held me back strongly.

I hope you don't accuse me of giving a pitiful surprise to unexpected reactions.

Lily is the only one who's kidding me, I never thought Fiona would go into this kind of action.

Surprise and embarrassment on the inside, no, there's nothing to be ashamed of because I already hugged you first... anyway, not while such a complicated chest settled down, Fiona uttered the word.

"Mr. Chrono...... sorry, thank you"

Fiona said words of apology and thanksgiving at the same time.

I still bury my face in my chest to see the look on her face and stop crying, but it won't come true.

"It's okay, Fiona, it's okay"

Still, I could understand that Fiona's mind seemed to have returned to sanity.

That's how me and Fiona were hugging each other under a blue cherry tree until the Sparda gendarmerie rushed in after the call.