Kuro no Maou

After Operation Castle was decided, Wilhardt asked the students, including his sister Charlotte, to remove their seats from the command room for a short time. Even if you don't ask, there are a lot of things they have to do, and I don't have time to continue discussing them in the command room for long.

The commanding chamber where a general who leads an army should sit, but when he is alone, he feels the illusion that he boasts this robust defense but is therefore locked up in prison.

However, we cannot afford to think such sentimental things about Wilhardt today.

What he envisions behind his brain is the present and future situation to be assumed.

First, the main unit of the Monster Legion, led by Gleedgore, strikes the nearest village of Ischia from here.

"There is no definite evidence, but you should think so, after all..."

It is unclear how far the village of Ischia can carry, but worst of all, even if it is wiped out in one day, the information that the great army of monsters has raided will surely pass around. Regardless, it's not that late to get that report to Sparda.

Depending on the accuracy of the information, Sparda will immediately form a rescue knighthood and dispatch it to the field.

"Father will fly by."

It took us five days from Sparta to the village of Ischia, but the elite Knights of Sparta would be able to shorten the march time to nearly half of it.

And the problem is since the Knights arrived in the village of Ischia.

"But if we look at that great army, does our survival seem hopeless?"

Three hundred students of the Royal Seminary of Sparda, including the second and third princesses of Sparda, the first prince of Avalon and the descendants of the famous nobles, including the four great nobles, are visiting the Ischia hills in outdoor exercises without any loss.

With so many members, it is hard to think of abandoning the rescue so easily, let alone Leonhardt, who has two real sons and daughters, will go on to the ancient castle of Ischia for anything.

But it is an unprecedented army of monsters that holds back the way we go.

First of all, there is no doubt that the village of Ischia becomes the front line of hell. Under such circumstances, would you entrust a rescue unit to the ancient castle of Ischia?

If Leonhardt is there, he may give priority to the safety of the people over his beloved family because he is king.

If my father had made that decision, Wilhardt would have no fur to resent, because he was still willing to share the pride of the royal family.

"Whatever it is, I'll have to give you accurate information from this side -"

Natural conclusion. But in doing so, Wilhardt had to take a painful sigh.

"Herald...... no, a death squad or something more deserving"

While there are various means of communicating information, the method that is now feasible and most certain in this context is simply a decree that makes people go.

But a castle is nothing more than a situation in which all sides are surrounded by enemies.

Then the messenger who conveys the information outside must break through this enemy siege.

Wing Road may gladly make a grand breakthrough in the enemy, but they will never be able to get away from the castle as a point of defense.

Therefore, we must ask others to go beyond the enemy line, where many monsters await.

I don't even have to think about how dangerous that is now. The Death Squad, it was all I chose the word.

- I'm sorry, Celia. I have to give you another dangerous order.

"No, Master Will, please don't worry, I'm your escort maid."

Celia replied to the whining Wilhardt dialogue, what the hell, when did she show up in this command room?

Without shaking the light green hair or the long skirt of the maid's clothes, she stands very naturally, as if she had refrained from beside the Lord from the beginning.

And Wilhardt never expressed surprise, as naturally it did.

"If I insist, I wonder what the order is to keep me away from you, which should be an escort."

"Don't tell me that, even including the teachers, Celia will be the only one best suited for this assignment. Anyway, you're the darkness behind Sparda."

"I'm just saying he was an assassin (Assassin) affiliated with the Intelligence Department, please refrain from talking about extra settings"

Uhnoo, and the unfortunate Wilhardt and the cold gaze Celia everywhere.

It is an act that unfolds very routinely in this subordinate, but only now it may have included a slight subterfuge.

"Sounds like you're not too worried."

"Disgruntled?

"No, we are delighted with Will's growth."

A dialogue that may also be taken as sarcasm, but with a flinch from the cold eye, Celia smiles, I can see that it means what she says.

"Celia is still the only one who can't be found by the enemy and has the strength to cut through even if she is found."

"Shadow Way Hanzoma" is not as famous as the average person knows, but it builds a typical position as an assassin (Assassin) class escort.

Wilhardt knows that he will be given the ability to perform covert operations, such as disappearing signs, silencing, and increasing mobility, because he has heard from the sheltered Celia himself.

Celia has many dry comments about the Lord, but she has a modest personality who doesn't talk much about herself.

That is why Wilhardt remembers well about the protection of Hanzoma, the only bragging story she has heard from her.

"- My senior taught me straight away. She was a freedom lover (slime), so now she quit the intelligence department and became an adventurer -"

She told me that one day.

"I don't have time for hesitation or anything. Even then, and now, when Larspun chased me. No, it's more of a responsibility than keeping the lives of soldiers as generals, even though they're all famous."

Even if that's what reason tells us, one's qualities are questioned whether one can do it at all.

And Wilhardt has earned the spirituality to give orders without hesitation all over Mount Galahad.

Most importantly, it should be called unlucky that the opportunity to demonstrate its achievements has been explored.

"For one thing, may I state my anxiety?

"What?"

"If I go to preaching, no one will protect me until I risk my life."

This is not the Royal Palace of Sparda. Is there anyone who can demonstrate a chivalrous spirit who can throw himself out because he is a prince? I can assure you that Princess Charlotte will be there, but if Prince Wilhardt is unpopular and famous...

"Still doesn't matter, isn't it rather where you want it? Now I'm fighting for my life, just like everyone else, right?

"I didn't want you to be cool in this situation."

Huh, and Wilhardt smiles lightly and deludes. But I don't know, maybe the words are meant to be.

And that, I'm sure Celia herself must be guessing. At least she understands that much about her Lord.

"Sure, the situation is tough, but I'm not in despair. Here are some excellent students in charge of Sparda's future, including Wing Road. You can always withstand and outdo monster attacks."

"The arrival of reinforcements will be greatly delayed if the messenger does his best in the middle of the road."

"Pfft, I don't believe so. Celia, you're the one who can believe it."

"... thank you, I will risk my life and I will definitely do my job"

Celia drips her head deeply and worships her as if she were not to be seen cheeks stained with vermilion.

And Wilhardt said, "Uhm!" He nodded contentedly.

"Celia, I already have the documents for the request for rescue addressed to the Knights and Adventurers Guild, each of them, take them"

Returning to Kirilli and her original cool look, Celia carefully receives a letter written up by Wilhardt in a fast-track fashion.

The two letters were stamped with two seals: the Royal Seal of Sparda, held by Wilhardt, and the Royal Seal of Avalon, held by Nero.

The mark is not just an identification, it is an indication that an 'royal order' was officially issued.

At least in Sparda and Avalon, if you submit this document, the order action will be executed with the highest priority, both in the Knights and in the Adventurers Guild.

"And one more thing, this is my personal favor, but I want you to listen to me."

Then a single document is added.

That's a requisition I deal with in the Adventurer Guild.

Now there was no Royal Avalon crest, only the Sparda crest was pressed, a personal contract quest that Wilhardt would request for one certain adventurer.

Celia just answers that she knows who it was addressed to without asking.

"Yes, we will definitely deliver it to Master Krono"

"What, you look great in your idiot brother habit!

Together, the red twin tails and capes soaked Charlotte walked through the passages of the ancient castle of Ischia without hiding the prickliness and grumpiness.

It seems so frustrating to have been lightly rejected the proposed Greedgor crusade, which I believed from the bottom of my heart was an absolutely certain operation to remove this predicament.

"I want to put on such an asshole and interrupt our activities so much..."

It was a mistake to place Wilhardt in the general, even if it was essentially just a name.

If Nero had become a general in response to everyone's hopes and kept him in a miscellaneous position where he could not speak out against operations such as Wilhardt, by now he would have left the guardianship of the castle to his students and had just gone to defeat Greedgore.

That would solve everything by dawn tomorrow night, protect and congratulate the students and the village of Ischia - at least, Charlotte seriously thought she would.

Then I can only assume that an operation such as a castle that prolongs the battle is utterly futile, a bad way to just increase the sacrifice.

And if you think it was your stupid brother who pushed the plan through just drooling his delusions from time to time, that anger is also in things like that.

"I don't follow his orders."

With such a bitter grunt, Charlotte let the door, the room she was looking for, open ramblingly in its displeasure.

"Safi, are you there?

"... what?

Before I heard that attentive answer, Charlotte's gilded golden eyes reflected the figure of Saphir Marya Hydra, a party member and friend.

One of the defensive towers in the four corners of the castle is here, but now Saphir is alone.

She sits gracefully in her chair with the Code of Immortality (Immortal Bind) in a book of witchcraft (spellbook) as heavy and thick as an encyclopedia.

She looks swallowed and eager to read, but she is on a fine castle vigilance mission. I mean, he's in the middle of exercising me (Simobe).

At the main entrance, the newest piece, the Iron Arm Undead Raspun, will stand with Kai as the guard's best friend.

There may be other crows at the stronghold for surveillance, or Charlotte, who may be sentinelling Skeleton's infantry, but is not an operator until the exact number or position.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"Looking for a Greed Gore?

Huh, Saphir smiles a little mean, as ironically said.

"Were you listening?

Even though I said eavesdropping was a bad taste, I sneered back with jitsu eyes.

"You don't have to ask. Daimyo, the brother of the paranoid prince rejected the crusade."

"Yes, it is! Exactly!

Saphir only stares quietly at Charlotte, whose voice is absurd just because anger is turning over again, with purple demon eyes shining behind her glasses.

"Well, I don't mind a castle or anything."

"What, even Safi says that!?

"But, you know, if Charles asked me to be cute, I might change my mind."

That said, Charlotte forgets her anger and pulls it off a bit to Saphir, who smiles meaner in three installments than she just did.

"Oh, sweetie, please, what?"

"How about this, for example?

And, from the magic book (spellbook) that Saphir opened - no, I hand Charlotte another book that was hidden and opened on top of it.

The scratch that you were really just reading doesn't come out of Charlotte's mouth.

"Hey, what's up..."

I stare at Saphir with my jitty eyes once again, obviously with shame, keeping my cheeks dyed.

The page of the book that Charlotte saw depicted a long-haired girl dressed in a half undressed maid's clothes, tangled and bored by tentacles rolled out by a sharp, long-length, bad-looking man with eyes when she stood beside her.

"Whatever they say, porn ho -"

"I'm not!

Apparently this book, is a kind of obscene novel that is prohibited from viewing less than adults.

"I was wondering if I could help you with your lovely favor."

"Ha ha... it's not Bakka..."

And so on, Charlotte, whose gaze is firmly following the book's text with her eyes.

She doesn't realize that Saphir is firmly observing that she has changed her expression from a mean grin to a nasty grin.

"Look, if you ask me like that, I might be interested in looking for Greedgore, too."

It's hard not to say easily that I wouldn't ask you to do such an embarrassment.

As a magician, Charlotte can be said to have very high powers, but it is specialized in offensive magic and does not possess special abilities other than combat, such as, for example, opponents, as Saphir did.

Unless you're a genius necromancer (Necromancer) who uses these many of me (Simobe), you won't be able to find a Gridgore.

"Ugh, muggy..."

Charlotte, who wants to explore its position as the first stage in advancing the Greedgor crusade at all costs, couldn't say no here.

"Oh, I see."

Charlotte, who offers to be ready while dyeing bright red as she put her face up, and Saphir responding with a cool face "yes" to that, has already hidden the niyanya laugh.

To fall the princess of a friend was the genius of a cunning Hydra family everywhere.

"Your husband..."

Charlotte shivering her shoulders with a bending.

"Master, please do Charles a favor."

As such, Charlotte exclaimed with momentum a dialogue that included several words that had to be laid low in Sparda's general book.

"Ha... ha..."

Saphir uttered with a gentle smile to Charlotte, who had made her endure so much shame that she might finally get hot air out of her head.

"I didn't know you'd really do it"

"Uhhhh!

Lightning flashing with screaming.

Thus, Safir-owned "The Dark Haired Maid Tentacle Tutorial Diary" (by Circle Morjura and priced at 820 clans) became a disastrous burning cusp, also seen pierced by unchanging thunder arrows (Rhine Sagitta).

Where one of his anger, embarrassment and irrationality had subsided, Saphir turned back pale without any evil at all.

"I definitely want that black Griedgore material, I'm sorry to give it to the Knights or the Adventurers."

"Then say so from the beginning. Yikes!

"You'll want to go fight a Rank 5 monster, rather than have Kai lead you to the castle."

Saphir continues his words as he gorgeously passes through Charlotte's utterly orthodox appeal.

"The problem is, Nero, why do you know the benefits of the castle, and more importantly, it doesn't seem troublesome to go out of your way to defeat Greedgore"

"Ugh, sure..."

Nero's unwillingness to ride the crusade is understandable from an earlier act in the command room.

If you want to do it, Charlotte thinks it was also possible to use that clear brainchild to round Wilhardt just at the tip of his mouth.

Failure to do so is due to Wilhardt's willingness to follow his plan honestly.

"If Charles asks you to be cute, Nero will change his mind too -"

"Don't say stupid cotto!!

"But Nero's fine, we'll figure it out"

Charlotte's suspicious glance is directed at Saphir, who says with some certainty.

"Really?"

"Yeah, 'cause Char doesn't have to ask for something cute"

To that unintelligible answer, Charlotte could only float the hatena mark with a puzzled face.