Kuro no Maou

The following morning, the students of the Royal Sparda Seminary left the ancient castle of Ischia in order to carry out a collective battle with the monsters, the object of an outdoor exercise.

That number is two hundred and fifty. Consisting of senior cadets and cavalry cadets, the team is the young elite responsible for the future of the Spartan army.

The remaining fifty remain defensive squadrons of the ancient castle of Ischia, with their voicemails focused on magic engineering courses, civilian courses, etc.

Though originally a boring vigilance squad, the students of the main squad marching through the sloppy hills envied them at this time not least.

Shit, it's raining.

On a beautiful pure white unicorn, Nero shrugged like that in a more trivial grump than usual.

Even young children can see that the grey cloudy weather is spreading when they look up and it's not weird whenever they get down.

Yesterday brilliant sunshine, the red sunset viewed from the ancient castle of Ischia made me feel something to see stunning magnificence and glamour, but apparently a large army of thick rain clouds had invaded the territory of Sparda during the night.

"Damn, I'm not twisted."

My lucky market should not seem to be crashing for Nero when a legion of oaks suddenly appears in this outdoor exercise or quarrels with rank 5 adventurers I rarely meet.

Until then, if it is the most "usual thing".

Because this first prince of Avalon has all sorts of trouble ahead of him who goes as if the black gods are giving him trials.

Think of it, it's not enough to take the natural phenomenon of rain, etc.

"Nero."

"Safi, what's up?

It was not Kai or Charlotte, but Saphir Marya Hydra, who called out to Nero, who was fed up with the light rain that wetted her nose tip.

The false Slape Neil created by necropsychiatry (necromancy) is larger than the unicorn in its entire length and height, and Saphir's gaze is slightly higher than Nero's.

Don't look down, he didn't say anything small about the vessel, and Nero listened very hard to the words she uttered in some serious atmosphere.

"I don't see any monsters around me"

Just as the Summoner student was unleashing an enemy user demon (Servant), she was also unleashing a crow me (Simobe) into the sky to explore the surroundings.

"I don't feel any signs either, it's too quiet."

The main unit is just on a scenic hilltop with a view of the deep forest that stretches to surround the hills.

As if to affirm the words of Nero and Safi, I didn't see a single monster-like shadow in the view I wanted from here.

"Kind of creepy."

"Oh, no sign, but I have a bad feeling -"

At that time, Nero abandoned the dialogue en route, concentrating his whole nerve on alerting his surroundings.

"What?"

"I told you, he's got a hunch."

The first thing I felt was a slight shake.

"Wow, this isn't shaking a bit!?

"Whoa, what, an earthquake!

Sensitive to ground tremors, Shull and Kai emit a noisy and surprising dialogue.

In Sparda, earthquakes are natural disasters that may or may not occur every ten years, and most Sparda citizens will be afraid if they do.

"Hey, isn't this an earthquake!

"Hey, are you serious!?

"Phew, phew, ha-ha! The time of doom is finally here! The black gods abandon us, and the end will come to the land of Pandora aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

The sway is acceleratingly louder and so clearly felt by the students around them, where they mix upset, stunned voices, and some meaningless screams.

"Easy, it's not an earthquake. This is..."

A tattered unicorn on the ground shaking as well, Nero looking even calmer on top of it, stops Schal and Kai, who are likely to make a scene with the students around them.

Is there an approximate conjecture of Nero's condition, Safi stares silently in the same direction as his crimson eyes were pointed ahead?

Nero uttered the following words as the wobble finally grew.

It's a monster.

Goggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!

Ultimately, a loud sound that was not immediately certain whether it was an explosion or a chirp struck the Ischian hills.

The roar that greatly excited the tympanic membranes of the students standing on the hill. But in front of them - no, it was also nothing of concern compared to the big explosion just around the foot of the hill where they stood.

The explosion, yes, uproots the carpet of the growing grass, and a dusty geyser blows up in Russia.

What the hell is its size, with a tremendous amount of dirt and sand scattered around it, but fortunately, it wasn't enough to reach the top of the hill.

Even if Nero's words were not heard, Sole could be inferred by everyone to be the cause of this‘ earthquake ’only at first sight.

In other words, a monster so overwhelming showed up more than in the earth.

"GREEDGORE......"

Only two students who were particularly familiar with monsters, even in the main unit, were mentioned precisely to that name, while Safi, on the other hand, murmured next to Nero.

"A Grid Gore is a Rank 5 monster who recently appeared around here."

"A giant ground dragon species that uses the intrinsic magic (extra) of underground travel. I've never seen it before, but I'm pretty sure. But..."

By the time I affirmed so, the dust and sand descent in the literal sense had subsided, and the grand giant of Gleedgore had been exposed before the two hundred and fifty students.

There are actually thirty meters from the tip of the nose to the tip of the tail, an overwhelming size that also exceeds ten meters in height.

On the rectangular horned head, vibrant purple eyes, similar to the demonic eye held by Saphir Marya Hydra, gleam violently.

The block-shaped crust covering the entire body seems to be a ground dragon-shaped golem or, alternatively, the fortress moved out intact.

From the looks of it, even at first glance, Safi confirms that it matches the monster information he knows instantly. But I cared that there was only one decisive difference.

"- Black"

"Black? Are you saying it wasn't originally that color?

"Yeah, the drawings were brick reddish brown."

Whatever you think, the greedgore that just showed up here was black.

It's not that the earth moves have black dirt on it or anything, but that square crust is completely stained with dark pitch black.

"Is that a subspecies?

"I can't say for sure"

A subspecies monster of different colors is not a rare but non-existent wax.

Often, the more rare it is, the more powerful it holds together its abilities, but in light of its laws, this black greedgore will also mean that it is stronger than the species usually is.

"Well, either way, you can't do it to them."

Avoiding opponents from the front unless even the regular Knights are ready for battle is a Rank 5 monster.

In an army of students that only have the number of two hundred and fifty, but can still be called apprenticeships, there is a danger far beyond the level of heavy loads to deal with.

"Protecting other jerks from boulders. Then we can't do as much -"

Dialogue because I have experience defeating Rank 5 monsters. But as if to deny that confidence outright...

Goaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Again, Greedgore's roar echoed.

Those purple eyes undoubtedly capture the students lining up on the hill.

Then is it an indication of intent to eat the 'prey’ in its eyes from now on, or a threat to recognize a group that could be enemies?

The students, who had roughly more or less experience in engaging monsters, thought that what growling meant. The expectations of members of Wing Road, a Rank 5 party, are roughly similar.

But it will be immediately denied.

"Oh, my God, the woods..."

A deep forest stretching around the hill moved to respond to the cry of Gleedgore.

That seemed as if the trees in the woods had even begun in the Great March to expand their territory, but if you look closely, that can't happen in any magical world.

It was no other, monster, that had advanced from the vast forest to the scenic hills.

It is the famous half-man half-beast centaur and black haired silent sheep (silent sheep) in the Ischian hills, not only that, but slime, goblins, oak, dagger raptor, wind, mordura - all the monsters that inhabit here appeared together.

"Dude, are you serious..."

Nero, the boulder, also draped a cold sweat on his cheek and opened his eyes in amazement.

Unlike men, monsters do not party across racial walls, because they dwell on natural animals, pure wild, wherever they go.

But what's happening right now in front of me?

Windle, a wolf-shaped monster, walks with a goblin with the same green body on its back, and Landdragon, famous for its dragon cars, is equipped with many large oaks to docilely thrust the successful four legs.

Centaur queues and advances a silent sheep that can only feed him, as if he were a partner, a hound, and a large Dorthos rushes through it like a pig raging beside him.

The great march of monsters that rock the earth in a different way than the Greedgor, but the anomalies are not all over the earth.

Countless shadows, large and small, flying one after the other, as if the leaves of the growing trees had stormed simultaneously.

From sparrow-like bird sizes, medium-sized monsters such as Tenma (Pegasus) and Harpy fly through the swirling cloudy weather of rain clouds.

The extreme is the shadow of a double-winged sky ruler - the Fire Dragon (Salamander), dancing further above the herd.

Seeing the army of a wide variety of monsters gushing continuously from the woods, Nero intuitively understands the meaning of Greedgore's roar.

Yes, that is, an attack order against an army led by myself.

"Retreat! All units, pull back! We're going back to the castle!

At that time, a withdrawal order was issued to restore the students who froze before the overwhelming large army to sanity.

"Will, this voice is a rare and good judgment."

Get out of here! All the while, anyway, it is Wilhardt, the second prince of Sparta, the nominal general who leads the 300 troops of theological students, who orders a rapid retreat, no.

At the next moment, the conductor rings a bell that means retreat, and orders permeate all the main units in line.

As Nero honestly praised, it is a great decision that separates the fate of the troops that prompt withdrawal was issued.

The legions of monsters emerging from the woods were beginning to move to besiege this hill.

If you stay stunned like this, you must instantly be consumed by a tsunami of monsters and wiped out.

Kai, Shal, Safi, we're lords.

"Ouch!

"Of course."

Copy that.

Nero, who leads the Wing Road, which he perceives to be his greatest power, leaves without hesitation as his lord, and his members responded immediately.

In a wave of students turning back on their heels and starting down the hill, the characteristic four horsemen just flip a proud red cape and stay on the spot.

It was then that each of them tried to set up a weapon as they approached the hills as they crawled under their eyes.

"Wait, my lord, we will serve!

A big horseman appears to put his body up in front of the four of them to stop him.

Across the same large binoculars (bicorns) as Kai is an oak bearing a single-edged sword.

The culmination of a successful single-horned head has a tumor that has been the source of disgraceful rumours that it was struck by a student of a new adventurer.

He was an oak teacher in charge of adventurer courses and swordsmanship, participating as a watchdog in this outdoor exercise.

"Hey, what do you mean, we're better off doing it -"

"No, no matter how strong you are, you are students, and the most dangerous role we teachers have to work for"

The fact that the current situation is such an emergency as to overshadow teacher non-intervention, a principle of outdoor exercises, leaves no room for debate.

And if we find ourselves in such a critical situation, it will have to be the teachers, as parents, as adults, and as educators, who will have to risk their lives to go to the dead first.

"We don't have time to ask questions, you guys go ahead and break through the monster siege!

Teachers, including the Orcs, have eyes with a determination to be unrelenting, like the Spartans who come to war.

It's too much to realize that it's useless where you said it, and Dr. Oak's instructions are the least of all.

With Wing Road at the vanguard, you can definitely break through even if some monsters block the way you go. It doesn't make sense how many lords have prevented it, if it's jammed ahead.

"Shit, I don't have a choice."

Nero quickly turns the unicorn by pulling the reins, and the members follow suit.

The last time I looked back, Nero's red eyes bore the backs of teachers ready to die protecting their students and countless monsters pushing from beyond.

"Black Greed Gore......"

And we just leave the offense to the Monster Legion, and we're just lookin 'at this one, Greedgore.

A giant ground dragon that should only be able to feed on greed, but Nero seemed to dwell on the abusive nature of his eyes enjoying their pathetic prey.

"You don't like it, that big fuckin 'neck, I'm gonna slap you down"

Nero, who had sworn to defeat Greedgor one day because he thought he was the general of the Monster Corps, whipped him into the unicorn to cut ahead of the retreat.