Kuro no Maou

On the fifth day after leaving the ancient castle of Ischia, Celia finally returned to Sparta.

The figure is not the usual graceful made-up clothing, but the exclusive equipment of the original class, the assassin (Assassin).

Boasting enhanced physical abilities and each attribute resistance, the black full-body suit has everywhere marks of tearing and blood seeping, while the armor of the left arm (gauntlet) only leaves a belt on the wrist.

First aid is provided, but it does not change that it seems terrible.

Obviously, it will be obvious to the citizens of Sparta that she has been diving through the battle, and so much so that it is a fierce one.

But the hardships on the road have already passed, and Celia is just finishing up her Lord's life.

In other words, he slammed an urgent quest request to the Adventurer's Alliance and appealed to His Majesty King Leonhardt directly for rescue at the Royal Castle of Sparda.

Before this, the role of the king with command of the Spartan army.

Celia's mission as a messenger is over. I gave His Majesty the King his immediate words, thanking him for his labor and for his immediate rest.

But not an order, to fulfill the Lord's ‘favor’, Celia decided to postpone her rest for a little while.

"Well, I hope Master Krono is at the seminary..."

Celia, who resigns from the Royal Castle of Sparda while in her bloody Assassin outfit, makes sense of the whereabouts of Chrono, the person of interest.

It has already been a long time since the sun fell, and Sparda has a book of nights down.

To be honest, Chrono should be in a seminary dorm, which is a bunk, because it's not even class time.

It is difficult to say, however, that we are absolutely certain because we did not make any promises, that we may have business only today.

It's a good thing we don't have a couple of party-member women, and it's possible they're just rolling out here to the Colorful Town of Sparta.

If you weren't in the dorm, it would have to be said that searching for each person from all over this vast city would not be possible within the time limit of one night, no matter how you do your chores, fight, intelligence and preach a universal maid Celia.

Worst of all, Celia takes the boulevard straight from the royal castle while she prepares to wait for Chrono's morning return.

But when I took the first step, I said, "Chrono!," a voice echoed calling the name of the person you seek.

That it is not empty ear is immediately denied by being repeated twice and three times.

"Is this... from the Great Arena (Grand Coliseum)?

At the end of his gaze, a grand figure is lit up in the darkness at night with a huge circular arena, Sparda's most famous architecture.

The cheer that echoes enthusiastically from there does call the name Chrono.

"Oh, I see, the Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival)"

Convincing emotions preceded surprises.

We already know that Chrono is a regular user of the curse weapon. And it also means that its strength is enough to be played directly from the front with a Rank 5 monster.

If so, it's no strange story for Chrono to participate in the Curse Gladiator Games (Curse Carnival), and it works great there, and so on.

"Master Chrono is probably a standout, too."

After crushing that, Celia rushed out like a disease towards the excitedly boiling arena (Grand Coliseum) to deliver an urgent quest request addressed to Chrono.

After a four-day journey, Lily and Fiona finally made their way back to Sparda.

The boulder should be the capital, or even at night the Great Gate is open, welcoming or sending out people to and from.

The two dived through the enormous gate, which was brilliantly illuminated, lightly with only the presentation of the guild card.

There's no point in disguise already, so he's back where he was around past the village of Dakia.

Not a sister pilgrim now, but a fairy and witch belonging to the rank three adventurer party "Element Master," the person as correctly written on the guild card.

Thus, for the first time in roughly two weeks, they set foot in the city of Sparda.

"Well, shall we go to the dorm at once?"

"Oh Chrono!

Finally, in front of an inspiring reunion, the tension between the two climbed eels.

Fiona is still willing to blast the boulevard where people are flourishing, with a thoughtful whip in Marie's ass, and Lily stands rather than stop it.

If you hit him badly, he'll be drawn to the gendarmerie (Loguardian) for dangerous driving, but he's not at the earliest stage of caring about that, which means he's the limit of patience.

That's how it works, Chrono! That was when I was just trying to get a rocket start.

"Whoa! You're in danger!!

"Stupid Yarrow! What a speed!!

The voices of such angry Spartans rose from the front of the two to Russia.

"Absolutely, flying a horse in such a crowded place is annoying to some."

"Hey."

Dry comments about putting ourselves completely on the shelf.

For once, the boulevards are divided into roads where carriages and others pass and sidewalks where people just walk, but it is easy to be pedestrian heaven at night.

Therefore, when a hasty carriage or horse walks, it becomes a critical circumstance for these traffic accidents.

Now, how urgent is this runaway, or is it just stupid, especially in Lily and Fiona, who didn't have the wild horse guts to see that face, but apparently the way to go is at the main entrance behind them.

I don't know if I'm proud of transcendental equestrianism or just lucky, but a black body of horses emerges dangerously driving across the waves without a single passers-by.

If we go near the boulder, both Lily and Fiona will turn their gaze somehow.

A pitch-black wind passing by a few meters. The crossing was for a moment.

"We're gonna break through the main gate at once, too, grab it, Nell!

"Yes, Chrono-kun!

The two, indeed, captured the voice and the figure of those driving the big black horse.

"What..."

"... Chrono?

Black clothes, dark hair, and only one shining crimson eye.

There's no way you can get a glimpse of that, nobody else, he's the only one, Chrono is definitely the only one.

It was a drooling discomfort instead coming from the bottom of the belly, although they were supposed to spring to joy in Chrono, who appeared overdue.

"What is it, that woman"

"What, that woman"

At the same time as confirming Chrono's appearance, the two of them saw it, even though they didn't like it, they saw it.

One woman clings to the back of a successful Chrono with an inadvertently exalted face.

A beautiful ideal princess who grew both wings of pure white off her back, clear and pathetic, to be seen by everyone.

"I knew I shouldn't have left Chrono for a long time."

Yes, I am.

"Look, you did it and you got a bad bug."

Enemy.

More than the Crusaders, more than the Apostles, an unforgivable enemy.

But if you just kill him, that doesn't solve it. The most troublesome enemy in the world - that is, lovers.

"Yeah, that's right"

The glow that dwells in their eyes clouds, as if the doth black emotions that swirl in their breasts reflect.

Already emotions have passed through discomfort and reached a level that should be called disgust.

I saw it only for a few moments, but Nell Julius Ellord, that woman's figure burned in my eyes and I can't leave.

Nell pushes his big chest against Chrono's back with a melted eye and turns his arms around his hips tight enough to hug him.

It's not an innocent princess, it's just the face of a despicably exasperated woman (female) -

"... there's my seat."

Fiona did sit there on the 13th of the month of the Red Flame, which I had a date with Chrono and will never forget.

And until then, when Fiona had the same look on her face as Nell, she couldn't even realize it.

- Fiona.

When Fiona's vision is about to stain bright red with anger at last, Lily calls her name with a cold sound everywhere.

"Yeah, I know, Mr. Lily."

Fiona, who can only be calm on the surface, pulled the reins just because she knew it.

Marie, her beloved horse, perceived disturbing signs drifting from the Lord, shook herself only once, then quickly returned her heel to answer her life.

Flipped one hundred and eighty degrees, in front is directed from the central city where the Royal Castle of Sparda rises to the main entrance, which has just passed again.

"Now, follow Chrono!