Kuro no Maou

Bandits, bandits, pirates - there are many different ways to call them, but there is a time when 'bandits' strike innocent people to loot gold or lives most often occur.

It was just after the war.

Natural phenomena occur as commonly in Pandora and Ark continents, where the defectors lose their way and turn to thieves.

Retrospectively, four months ago, on the 7th of the month of Far Thunder, there was a great battle in the hills of Goldran, northeast of Daedalus.

The army of Daedalus, led by the king of the Black Dragon, was tragically defeated by a legion of men named Crusaders who came from across the sea.

And the remnants of the defeated Daedalus army,

"You abominable demon race, have you finally manifested its evil nature"

It was now turning into a bandit, vandalizing endlessly around the territory of Daedalus ruled by the humans of the Sinclair Republic.

"The young creation of Lychrome is also sweet, it doesn't matter whether the soldiers or the people are demons, this is what happens because we don't dispose of it exactly!

It is the Earl of Bergunt, the head of the Crusader aristocracy, who is at the mercy of the Sparda offensive, who spills his snort and stupidity.

Eyes that shine green under the influence of the wind's primordial colour magic may also now look like burning red with his anger.

It is magnificent, but wears luxurious light armor (light armor), a blend of noble beauty and martial arts, with beautiful silvercraft embellishments on tight lengths that do not show decay but also high magical defenses at the same time.

He gives his hips a specially equipped (bespoke) Sacred Silver Fine Sword (Mithrill Rapier) and carries a deep green long bow (Longbow) on his back that makes the most of the wind attributes he specializes in.

He is not so fully armed as to say that he is going to jump out to the demon hunt in anger, but because of the realistic emergence of demon bandits, a situation in which he must go to crusade now.

This is the village of Alsace - no, it is a defensive base that makes it a front-line base for Spartan attacks and at the same time protects the territory of the Republic Daedalus, where a robust castle fortress is now to be called the Fortress of Alsace.

It was only the other day that we received reports of the emergence of a large group of demonic bandits at Count Bergunt preparing for battle in this Alsace, building forts, training soldiers, etc., for the fortress strategy to come.

A bunch of black armor mixed with beasts, oaks, Lizardmans, and various races, and the move doesn't belong to the amateur, but clearly looks familiar with the battle.

It is easy to imagine that the group would be the defeated soldiers of Daedalus, even if they were not the knowledgeable noble generals but the terminal soldiers of peasant ascent.

Besides, these former Daedalus army bandits have been active in Russia recently, not just after the battle of the Gold Run, but only after entering the Platinum Moon.

Rumors are also circulating that the defectors scattered throughout Daedalus territory are secretly in contact and planning to recapture the capital.

Whatever its authenticity, it is an indisputable fact that the bandits are treading the boundaries, which is a circumstance of origin for the Crusaders and for Bergunt, who intend to attack Sparda.

If Daedalus's territory was rough, we would not be able to afford to attack other countries, even if not so far, there was ample risk that backward support would be disrupted by bandit looting.

In the first place, such a thing can be found as much as it takes to string up the war history of the Ark continent.

I'd like to launch an attack next month, but I can't go if the bandits get me into this, and I should say no to my hindsight worries as much as I can.

Therefore, there is also one element of stupidity that emerges against Luchrome, a substantial commander of the Crusaders to whom responsibility for policing Daedalus territory rests.

"What's the situation?

Ask your men as they step outside from the command of the Alsace Fortress and straddle the reed-haired horse they were already prepared for.

"There are no new reports, the thieves are still standing in the village of Quaal."

A soldier with a superior surcoat and iron helmet responds without precipitation than the average infantry.

"There was a stone wall in the village of Quaal, eh, in a troublesome place..."

Considering the number of soldiers you have, it's kind of as easy to control as a bunch of bandits of defeated soldiers.

But I don't want to drain soldiers where they are extra, above all, there is also an abominable precedent that happened in the land of Alsace where I stand now, I can't be alarmed.

"No, that's why all Demons are intelligent to that extent... and there are rumors that this is part of an operation to recapture the capital."

Whatever it is, the bandits who attack the military supplies used to attack Sparda and the village of Quaal, which already has a certain number of settlers, must be considered as soon as possible.

When Bergunt comes all the way before the proud gesture of standing in line after he is ready to go out, he begins to think more about how he would actually attack a stonewalled village than the bandit's purpose of action.

If we leave now, will we arrive in the village of Quaal as soon as possible but the day after tomorrow?

In a clear blue sky, one little shadow appeared in Bergunt's eyes as he thought about it as he looked up at the sun trying to welcome the South Central.

"Mm, I..."

The presence of it was quickly noticed by Bergunt, who specializes in bows and whose constantly activated eyesight enhancement magic rests on his eyes.

However, that shadow behind the sun seems to be flying at a good speed, and the soldiers under its command soon begin to find it.

And by the time the soldiers recognized that the flying mysterious shadow was coming straight this way, Bergunt's eyes could clearly confirm what it was.

"The Seventh Apostle...... Sir Saliel!?

So much so that a little girl descends across the Heavenly Horse (Pegasus) that wings pure white over the sky.

Bergunt, the Count and the Supreme Commander of the soldiers now gathered here, could not stop her, who appeared straight before him without hesitation or hesitation.

In the Holy Apostle, the closest being to God, and the Count, whose interpretation is nothing more than a defined status of man, there is no room for debate as to which character is above.

No, as a matter of fact, it is not an exaggeration to call this aura of silver an extinction, in front of the Apostolic Girl, proud of her beauty, that every soldier can only admire.

"I apologize for the unexpected visit, Count Bergunt"

Seventh Apostle Saliel, by the time she had descended from the Heavenly Horse to the earth, and so called, Count Bergunt had descended from his beloved horse and lay flat.

"No, I apologize for not being able to give you a satisfactory reception, Sir Saliel the Seventh Apostle, but now a demonic bandit appears -"

The inspection of Fort Alsace has just been completed in the meantime, and Bergunt, who has no idea at all what kind of whim he appeared at, has a slight resentment that nothing has to come at this time.

But as I said, God doesn't give a damn about boring people's shallow thoughts, and so on, Saliel uttered a flat voice the same as usual.

"The village of Quaal has been liberated"

Then he took out the white wrap that had been bracketed in Tenma's saddle and handed it to Bergunt.

Seeing only that scene, the red and black colors seeped out, seeming as though the beautiful girl would give even God's gift to the nobility of the magnificent armor, but the bottom of that wrap made the white fabric feel so dirty that it was no more.

"Ko, this is..."

It was Bergunt, who half-intuitively predicted what that was, but when I checked inside, I accidentally leaked my surprise.

"I'm the leader of a bandit."

When I opened the wrap, there was a vicious ghost face peeling white eyes and floating angry shapes.

No matter how many times I've been in battle with Bergunt, when I see the head of an oak that still seems powerful enough to move as an undead, I get an unpleasant sweat.

But it's not suddenly self-defeating, Bergunt immediately understands what this means.

In other words, the Seventh Apostle, Saliel, boarded alone in the village of Quaal, where the bandits stood, and destroyed it.

It was only in the morning that it happened.

"You seem to have annoyed Sir Saliel's hand, I'm afraid"

"It's no big deal"

Sariel responds without shaking his crimson eyes slightly.

As the saying goes, I guess you're not bitter about doing the bandit's opponent alone.

Dropping a violent oak neck for her, or signing a single document, is just part of a boring job that doesn't change against either.

The human and apostolic legends of Bergunt and the Republic are heard more than they were at an early age, and they hear their feats, which can still be launched anew as adults.

But when you are forced to show one end of that overwhelming martial arts, you also learn something like nothingness as one samurai who takes the same sword, with what an unspeakable sense of awe.

"Thank you, this was also helpful, before the Sparda attack, without unnecessarily damaging the soldiers.

At the very least, I would like to indulge Sir Saliel in his labor- "

"No need to worry about it"

There's nothing behind the words, and Sariel must think she doesn't need it from the bottom of her heart.

"Bandits are rampant in Daedalus territory today, because it is my task to quell this as soon as possible"

Apparently Archbishop Luchrome has adopted a policy of using its overwhelming force rather than placing Saliel in command of the decorations.

And he also intends to carry out his task expeditiously, in accordance with his reputation as the Seventh Apostle, who works ideally as an apostle.

Saliel turned back on his heel and crossed back to Heavenly Horse.

That's how they thought they were going to keep flying.

"I also hope that the Spartan attack begins soon, Count Bergunt, that God bless you."

Unexpectedly, with such words of blessing, the Earl of Bergunt raised his head, which he had lowered to drop him off in amazement.

But by then, Sariel wasn't there anymore.

The Earl of Bergunt, who quickly dropped her off as she flew away to the other side of the sky, called to his subordinate soldiers, who, like himself, remained looking up.

"Hear what everyone has to say, Lord Saliel, the Seventh Apostle, is counting on our work, and work to start Sparda's attack as soon as possible!

Moments later, the Alsace Fortress was wrapped in an unbreakable cheer.

Even though they are crusaders, their faith is lower than that of soldiers who can be used for nobility, soldiers held by the Church.

But with the words of God's beloved and beautiful Apostolic encouragement, there was not one unremitting republican boy.

That's the same with Bergunt, who leads the army from various thoughts.

He now forgets all interests and arouses in his sense of mission not to realize the holy will God desires from the bottom of his heart.