Kuro no Maou

It was half coincidental, but good as a private encounter.

Elena was thinking about that while she was working.

She was still the one who swung a loving sales smile at her student adventurer today, but all that was in her head was about one man.

Chrono, I wonder if you're still here.

If you believe his words, you should visit the Sparda Adventurer Guild School District Branch today, the 25th of the Platinum month, in search of a quest.

Not yet, I think, but the time is not even noon.

If you're a woman who feels as if she's deviating as a child, but finds out about the existence of a perfect man who has played an ideal role in her ideal appearance, you won't have a choice either.

Well, Elina has never had a boyfriend in Matomo before from that overly expensive ideal. Though my boyfriends are innumerable.

For an hour to continue working while hiding the expectations that roar like that with a smiling mask, when it's time for the noon bell to ring in the city of Sparda.

(Coming!

A long young man with black and red odd eyes in dark hair, diving through a large, double-open front door, appeared with a dark coat.

There are many other hand-worked adventurers, including theological students, who are within a guild that deals with rank three equivalents, and they are not noticeable, such as people in black coats, but I can't help but look so sparkling in Elina's eyes.

Even now, at this moment, I am responding to a novice male student adventurer who would admire Elina, but I send my gaze to Chrono subtly.

Though there was a distance to Elina's sitting counter, Chrono did close his eyes with her and returned a slightly floating smile.

(Wow, that's cool! You look cool today, Mr. Chrono!

Elina was a boulder elite receptionist, screaming a meher dialogue in her heart, but realistically responding clerically to "then take this quest ~".

Erina, who can't see or think at all about the adventurers lined up in front of her anymore, just waits a thousand autumnal thoughts for the chrono order to turn.

"Hello, Mr. Chrono"

"Erina, I'm at work right now."

Even with a bitter smile, Chrono looks somewhere happy with his friendly attitude.

Yesterday, it was just a few moments of conversation, but this exchange proved that the distance between the two had narrowed.

"That's okay, I'll serve my friends."

"Thanks a lot for that."

Chrono responds with a smile. I had already figured out the virtues of this kind of nori by the time I talked to him yesterday.

Erina, a sociable personality with broad friendships between men and women, can somehow possess the skills to extrapolate the person, even if she has spoken only a few dozen times.

A skill in reality that is honed not in the psycholeptic (telepathic) kind, but purely in relationships with people.

That's why I'm able to be the receptionist for the guild, a popular position in the top three professions that Sparda girls want to be.

"Hehe, as I said yesterday, I have a recommended quest to look at?

There are several documents in Elina's hand.

Included among them is the quest for 'Salamander Crusade' that Krono said when he first came to the reception (here).

"You really picked me, thank you for taking the time. But I've already made up my mind to take the quest."

"Oh, really? There was something that bothered you so much?

Elina recalls that there were no particularly delicious quests right now.

She was sorting out a potentially lucrative quest by adding discernible information because she was an Alliance employee.

Most of all, when it comes to adventurers, the reward amount is not everything. If the monster material you seek is different and so on, you go crusading even the worst free, so you can't be sure which is generally a good quest.

However,

"This' Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival) 'is called -"

"You can't do that, Chrono!

In his second year of service, a startling gaze kills the first beautiful receptionist to raise his voice.

Wow. Everyone was watching Elina's counter, both her colleagues' guild staff and the adventurers she was dealing with.

Immediately after realizing what she had done, Elina embarrassed herself by sending her coworker a gesture of "Nothing" to deceive her.

Turns out there wasn't any major trouble, just a little stirring left, and his gaze scattered again.

"Uh, was this quest that bad?

The most surprising thing about Elina's scream would be Chrono, like no other.

I asked somewhere with an evil looking face of punishment.

"It's not the first thing. I mean, Mr. Krono, did you read the description properly?

"For once, I read the one with the big stick out there"

At the end of Chrono's indication is a billing board that can be seen in any guild.

There were now more appropriate forms of paper, such as posters, than many other requests of many times the size.

That is the request to recruit participants to the Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival).

"There's something about that killer, Chrono, so you might be able to defeat some crazy guy with a curse weapon. But the reward of victory is the weapon of that curse? Conversely, if you are possessed..."

"Curse Sword Competition (Curse Carnival)" is a competition involving a curse weapon, as can also be inferred from its name.

Sparda, alias the Gladiator City, is more famous as a spectacle than in ancient times.

From duels conducted one-on-one by old-fashioned, itchy gladiators (gladiators), fights take place in a variety of possible ways, such as winning out fights teamed up, or party fights, battle royals with multiple players in a mess, versus monsters, etc.

And the style of putting the cursed weapon against the mad was the content of the sword fight that takes place in this "Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival)".

It is not the Spartan government, but the Mordred Arms Chamber, the leading arms dealer in the urban state, that hosts this gladiatorial tournament, which is the most profound of several styles.

Its chairman Vine Verts Moldred, a large Skeleton tribe, is famous for his very bad taste in being a curse weapons collector and also for liking to see curse weapons used.

However, in order to boast as much power and financial power as it can carry out its‘ evil taste ’, it is possible to hold sword fights in large measure.

If I add further, there are surely also those who seek intense stimuli that cannot be tasted in ordinary swordfights, such as more radical fights or people going mad at curses, and there can be surprisingly many Spartan citizens who secretly look forward to this tournament.

At the same time, the fool, admiring the dangers but immense power of the cursed weapon, who overconfidently makes his name "I am", also refuses to follow.

And those who cannot handle the cursed weapon and are possessed will be used as‘ opponents’ of the Cursed Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival).

It is only natural that Elina should try to stop this beloved man, who could be miserable at one point or another in the end of the adventurer's path.

"No, it's okay, because I'm confident in handling cursed weapons."

"I've already said that, weirdly overconfident is by way of diminution!

"Deduction?"

Kehun, and cough one up, and Chrono's question goes through.

"Anyway, the treatment of cursed weapons is not what happens with your arms and magic, it's compatible, so it's dangerous to be lightly possessed by any hand practice.

Chrono, I know you're strong, but I've never dealt with a cursed weapon, so that's how easy it is-- "

"No, I'm using a curse weapon, aren't I?

Elina's heartfelt attention was blocked by Krono's outrageous self-declaration of content.

"What, lie?

"The sword you used to help Elina was a curse weapon."

I didn't remember at all.

The moment I realized that the person who appeared refreshed and helpful was Chrono, I could no longer take my eyes off his frivolous face.

I don't even remember waving a big sword in one hand several times to help myself, but I don't know what it was like.

"And the sword that the murderer used back then, I'm using it now."

"Kyaaaa!!

Moments later, Elina screamed and fell backwards in every chair she was sitting in.

Chrono is the one who's stunned to open his eyes to too much reaction.

And as surprising as that is the people around.

The Alliance officials and adventurers, who now perceived Erina's anomaly, turned a hostile glance at the man, thinking that he had worked the wolf on this beautiful sign receptionist.

At an extraordinary time, whether the inflexible guards (guards) in black suits to eliminate troubles in the guild by strength will be out from the back.

"Shh, excuse me! It's nothing!!

I appeal to the desperately fine as the resurrected Elina rushes to bow her head.

It was an almost noisy guild in Russia, but it somehow calms down this way with Elina's gorgeous mouthpiece.

By the time five minutes had passed, the guild had returned to normal driving.

Krono could only watch Elina, who made a scene by herself and played a huge role in the octagonal six-arm of ruling the scene by herself, sweating cold.

"I apologize for the disturbance, Master Chrono"

"Oh, no, this is me, I'm sorry I surprised you"

We apologize to each other with official language.

Ultimately, is it bad for Elina to be quick when she can't possibly handle a cursed weapon, or is it bad for Chrono to confess to plain possession of a trauma assured cursed weapon?

Without daring to clarify where the responsibility lies, both were nasty by apologizing, but this place would have been good because it would have healed round.

"So, the... do you really have it?

"Oh, this is a bit of an edge weapon, and I really wanted to keep it"

Elina couldn't ask any more deeply.

I don't have the ability to communicate with Dada about sending hundreds of friends to the ground. She sensed a shady appearance somewhere in Chrono.

Chrono, against, kept the word, whether he was aware of such Erina's care or not.

"You know I'm a black wizard, right? Black magic is easy to control the curse weapon, it's in good shape, I am."

To reassure Elina, Chrono smiles at its cold and sharp appearance.

(Oh, Chrono, it could be you, they could kill you like this)

Oh, my God, it was Erina whose emotions would definitely go in a different direction than what Krono wanted, but it was certain that she settled down with it.

"That's the kind of wack, so you don't have to worry about it"

"Oh, well... if that's the case, I'm sorry, that was kind of an extra favor"

"No, you've shown me who I am, thank you"

Being underestimated of one's strengths can be a particularly angry factor in a battle-oriented adventurer.

Even if that was out of pure care, few people get beaten up hard.

But Krono was very inspiring to me.

Though the appearance of remembering fear in some of its viewers, in fact the gentleman character, that sort of place, seemed more appealing to Elina.

"Well, good to see you in the process"

"Yes, I accept"

Quest: Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival)

Compensation/Opponent's Curse Weapon and Fight Money (Million - 10 Million Clans depending on Rank)

* Matches are one-time only, as they are a win-out battle, not a tournament.

Due and on the day of the event, until the 26th of the month of Platinum. You can jump in and participate.

Client/Moldred Weapons Chamber

What you asked for - Thank you for waiting, millions of cursed weapons fans nationwide! The Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival) is also taking place this year!!

The Moldred Arms Chamber is widely seeking participants in this competition. No rank or other restrictions, anyone is welcome! If you are an adventurer seeking a weapon of curse, join us!!

Thus, Krono's participation in the Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival) was decided.

"Chrono, I'm gonna go back up, so good luck with that."

A man in line would fall in love with that alone. Elina flying a gorgeous wink.

"Oh, I'll do my best to show you something cool."

Chrono responds refreshingly everywhere without moving at all to fascinating appeals from women is the perfect gentleman for the first time.

At least that's what it looked like to Elina.