Kuro no Maou

"I found Greedgore."

On the eighth day after the beginning of the castle in the ancient castle of Ischia, late on the 28th of the month of platinum, I (Simobe) of Saphir finally supplemented the appearance of Gridgore.

Flying undead whales carefully to avoid being found by aerial monsters, and still making many sacrifices, we finally accomplished our mission today.

"Really! Where are you!?

"My voice is so loud."

The faceless Saphir draws attention to Charlotte's jumping reaction.

The place where the two meet closely is at the end of an unpopular passage even in the castle, but there is no guarantee that someone will never come.

And this isn't something that anyone else should hear about yet.

"So, where are you?

Saphir responds to Charlotte, who drops to the tone she deserves to talk to Hisohiso in secret, with a slightly dazed face.

"Wherever you say, you can only say you're in Ischia Hill. Positionally, it could be the middle of a castle and a village, and I caught him gobbling on the edge of a pond there."

"Well, that's not the distance you can't aim."

If we had destroyed the village of Ischia so much that we were marching further afield, we would have had to give up heading for the crusade to the boulders. But it also ended in concern.

"Going now?

"You bet!

Charlotte's eyes shine bright, believing that this will also bring the end of Operation Depressed Castle.

Even if it's not the most Charlotte, it's probably just a bunch of students who are fed up with the occlusive situation right now.

Fortunately, there are no more massive offenses than the first day, but a halfway number of monster troops are constantly forced into tension because of their raids day and night.

This still managed to come without letting the dead out, but it would be very dangerous if we could seriously launch a total offense today or tomorrow.

The students are physically and mentally exhausted.

"Then I'll show you around. Go."

Somewhere they say it like some other HR, and just a little bit Charlotte returns it with an anxious face.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?

"It's okay, unless Char's alone."

"I know. Even I have the skills to erase the signs."

Apparently, he dispelled his own anxiety, flipping the trademark red twintail as it was and turning back his heel.

"I'm keeping Ra waiting outside, so take him, because he's set to listen to Charles."

"... Ra?

To Charlotte looking back with a subtle puzzled face, Saphir cuts back with a cool face.

"It's about Larspun, isn't it comforting?

"Ha, Ra."

Leaking vague words that neither affirm nor deny to friends who still exhibit a strange sense of naming.

"Thanks, I'll let you use it."

That's all I left to say, Charlotte left.

Another round of gunfire strikes at the old castle of Ischia before dawn.

The bullet fired out blows the head of the Centaur, which has foolishly approached him flutteringly.

Simon thus confirmed through the window of the defensive tower that another monster's body had increased around the castle.

"... ha"

The sigh that leaks from the small mouth into the troubles indicates that there is no joy in finishing the rank 2 monster.

Tired of it, would the expression be appropriate?

It was at first that I felt a great contribution in defense to killing many monsters with snipers, but I don't feel a monotonous sense of work on the boulder that this is a repetition of shooting when it springs up continuously.

"Ten more are still going to come out until we take turns."

With blurry mouths of such anticipation, load the sniper rifle in your hand, "Yatta Glass Duplex" with bullets.

The prototype rifle can be loaded with five rounds, but if you can focus on sniping from a higher location like this, it was only natural to use this one, which has excellent power and range, even when loaded with one shot.

"Yatta Glass", which helped me greatly in the Battle of Alsace, has been improved for more full-scale sniping with the help of the Stratos Blacksmith Workshop. The comfort of use is not the ratio of the first generation that does not leave the realm of rapid products.

Using this to shoot a monster that is at a distance to the point of falling within the range of a light (torch) that illuminates the night sky is not so difficult for Simon. That is the task.

Simon's role, which is not particularly nimble at night or capable of using enemy magic, is just to shoot and kill monsters approaching at random.

Therefore, it was not necessary to constantly point out the signs of enemies lurking beyond the darkness.

Though it is only at sunrise that the sky is getting thin and white, and the magic light is about to come to an end.

Thick rain clouds that have intermittently repeated descending and stopping over the past few days still dominate the sky.

It's going to be dusty today, and I had a strange feeling about that.

"Phew."

Unexpectedly the aberration leaks.

It's full, rather than because of the accumulation of fatigue.

Simon is not the only one, so are the other students who pack in this defensive tower.

Eddie, etc. rowing the boat with relaxation, can even be smashed with a short wand (wand) by a serious committee chairman, Shenna.

Besides, the interior of this robust stone defensive tower, set in the four corners of the castle, is dim and even more drowsy.

(You have to hold on, when you get attacked at times like this, it's dangerous)

Promise yourself, keep your mind tight.

(But why doesn't the monster make a total offense? Many of them are flirting to be targeted... maybe even parasitic (parasitic) doesn't control everything)

Even if he is an alchemist who is oblivious to the actual battle, if he is on the front line like this, he will spin his thoughts about his enemies, even if he doesn't like it.

Information that this legion of monsters is led by the parasitic (parasitic) abilities of Gleedgore is already about to be shared by all students.

However, it has not been elucidated in sufficient detail to make accurate predictions of how the opponent will move.

I don't know if this half-assed streak has any deep feelings, or if it's the Commander's laziness.

At any rate, only time is guaranteed to be earned thanks to this, so hopefully from the side of the castle waiting for reinforcements.

I kept on guard thinking that was hard, at that time.

"Hmm?"

Unexpectedly, a shadow passed my sight - I felt it.

He was reflexively pointing at the muzzle, but beneath his eyes, he just rolls the centaur he had earlier fastened, and he doesn't see anyone else.

"It's my fault... it's not..."

In retrospect, I think she was a woman. The momentum that rushed through quickly should have led to long hair flipping.

(Maybe someone parasitized)

Even at the time of the retreat encountered with Gleedgore, there was not a single victim among the students.

But I heard that many of the teachers who served as lords had lost their lives.

However, if the monster had caught us, it could well be used as a new host.

And we are cautioned that it is the same for us.

If you get parasitized, don't hesitate to kill your people.

(No, the defense is going well until today, that won't happen, I'm sure...)

It was the moment I thought of that.

Enemy attack!

As if to ring the alarm bell at the same time as dawn, a loud noise broke out announcing the opening of the war.

"Now you're at the West Gate!

"The avant-garde formation is on its way!

The whimsical atmosphere that was drifting is dispelled, turning into a battlefield air where tension tends to linger on Russia.

Eddie, who seemed to sleep until just now, also gained momentum as he grabbed his favorite long sword and popped out first.

"No, wait! Look, even from here..."

A good eyed archer class student points out a small window for interception in the defensive tower.

At the tip of his finger, the sunlight climbs from the other side of the sloppy hill.

"Oh, hey, you're lying..."

It was a large group of monsters, lined up against the backdrop of its morning sun.