Kuro no Maou

The decree of the General, Prince Wilhardt Tristan Sparda III, who leads three hundred seminary students, echoes in front of the great army of monsters pushing towards the ancient castle of Ischia with the dawn.

"All units, prepare for battle!

Wilhardt, who is sleepless due to continuous raids. The eyes are slightly congested and the neighborhood is thin.

But before the biggest crisis looming at the moment, he shouted out loud without feeling tired.

Know that the only thing you can do that you don't have strong powers like Wing Road is to stand on your own head command and desperately inspire yourself not to lower your morale.

"If we survive this attack, there will always be a Knights of Sparda! My father, His Majesty the Great King Leonhardt, rushes to the rescue!

While the theological students tremble their bodies with fear, they move their weapons out of their hands.

Of course archers and magicians, swordsmen and warrior avant-garde groups follow the placement in anticipation of enemies rising on the walls of the castle.

"Don't rush! The enemy is still far away, hold on tight before attacking!

The uninterrupted line of enemy shadows is slowly beginning to climb from the foot of the hill towards the castle. They come from all directions, as if they were ants swarming the cake.

Is it burning or is it fitting a slow legged monster? Either way, in less than half an hour, it is clear that diverse races will come into an avalanche at once without disturbing the formation.

"This time you put in air power too... you greedgore, you mean you're finally serious"

A gray sky covered by thick rain clouds shows a dot of flying monsters like Pegasus and Harpy.

Is that the shadow that looks big at the moment, Salamander?

"That's a good point..."

If you think that Gridgore is sending an order wave to the distribution by relaying an aerial monster, it's more serious that the Admiral takes direct command of himself than simply adding aerial power.

Sporadic raids over the past few days have certainly forced fatigue on theological students, including myself, but not as effective as they deserve the damage.

Perhaps Greedgore just placed a monster around the castle that just wouldn't let his prey escape, and didn't give any instructions later.

This is why it became a situation in which the sweetened of control approached the castle with flali and were shot to death.

Thus, seeing the neat movement of the Monster Corps under the command of the Admiral again, Wilhardt was convinced that the prediction was correct.

Therefore, it also makes us imagine the harshness of the total attack that is going to happen in response.

Worst of all, even two letters of total annihilation are just that gray brain.

"No, I'm fine. Trust your father, Chrono. And here's Wing Road, too."

Tell yourself that correctly and desperately circle your thoughts.

Wing Lord is an important being at the core of his power, his placement is worth as much as a hundred soldiers. I can't give you proper instructions.

"First, Nero and Kai, an avant-garde combination. These two are the main entrance."

The front castle gate, where the most attacks are concentrated, asks them to protect it.

That ability to fight, of course, simply makes those two fight on the front lines, and the student's morale rises.

"Let Saphir cover the back and the surrounding area"

Whatever her strengths are, they are the number of me (Simobe) exercising.

Being attacked from all sides doesn't mean I know where they accidentally eat through the line of defense.

It's too risky to move the biggest forces like Nero and Kai at times of need. It would be better to leave it to her dependable undead soldier to ensure that the front is maintained.

"My sister Charles, let me entrust you with the anti-aircraft attack."

For some reason it will be a great tone of solitaire only for my sister, but its role is appropriate.

Widespread lightning strike magic that threatens to involve allies is her specialty, but if the opponent is in the air, she doesn't have to worry about friendly fires and can let go of her thoughts.

More importantly, enemies looming from the sky are ineffective in shooting arrows and magic sporadically.

An arrow fires simultaneously, and if it's magic, it's range attack magic, and if you don't use face-to-face interception, you can't deal an effective blow to an airborne enemy soldier.

"All right, perfect placement!

Thoughtful Wilhardt discovered Nero's appearance just disputed by the waves of students going out.

"Hey, sir."

"Hey Will! Didn't you see Shall!

Hearing Nero's dialogue being spearheaded, Wilhardt, at that moment, had a bad feeling running through his whole body -

Students gather more in front of the castle gate as the great army of monsters approaches.

"Hey, what the heck..."

In the center of it is Wilhardt, who turns pale in the face and drips cold sweat like a waterfall.

"Apparently, it's serious"

And they are two Nero, who float a rare and hurried look into cool beauty.

"Shall... to defeat Gleedgore, get out of the castle, I can't believe..."

At first I wanted to think it was some kind of joke.

But if you have to check, you won't find Charlotte anywhere in the castle.

"I'm sorry, I told Charles I found Greedgore. I didn't expect you to jump out on your own."

Saphir Marya Hydra is the one who bows her head with a painful face.

Charlotte, who stubbornly insisted on a proposed crusade for Griedgore, knew where it was.

And right now, she sees no shadows or shapes inside the ancient castle of Ischia.

Any fool should be able to anticipate that action. Though the stupidest is the person who takes action.

"Bring him back now"

Nero takes a step without complaining, either to Charlotte, the tenant who caused the problem, or to Saphir, who took one end of it, just flipping a crimson cloak.

From that serious look, I am filled with readiness to make sure that the party members, their peers, and their childhood friends, are helped.

The force naturally cracks the surrounding crowd and allows Nero to make his way.

"Wait! I won't allow you to go after Charles!

With his hands wide open, Wilhardt blocked his way.

Out of the way, Will.

Nero speaks out in a cold voice that seeps even the intention of killing.

To that too much force, Gu, and only for a moment. I mean, but still, Wilhardt shouted up and said back.

"Nero, if I go through the castle to you here, you know what happens! Look! The whole army of enemies is closing in!

"What's wrong with that?"

"You abandon us, these 300 students!

"So, Teme, you're telling me to abandon Char."

Wilhardt, for that switch, his voice is stuck again. No, I can breathe.

After a few seconds of silence, finally, I got the answer.

"... about Shall, give up"

"Teme is still your brother!

As Nero can roar in anger, his hard gripped right fist strikes Wilhardt hard in the cheek.

Ugh, with a much more pitiful voice, Wilhardt's body danced into the universe for only a moment, and crawled to the ground unnecessarily.

"Willough!

Only one of the students, who had no choice but to shut up and watch what happened, ran over to Wilhardt, who fell and lay low.

"Ku... don't come... Simon"

Stay down, put your right hand up somehow and stop your friend.

"Out of the way."

"That's okay... back off, give me..."

Simon's hand holds a handful of rifles.

If you're bad, you could point that muzzle at Nero with anger.

That's all I want to avoid. The role of being beaten up unnecessarily takes the pathetic alias of a "paranoid prince," you can do it yourself.

However, the firm friendship of my little friend has seen the vitality of rising to Wilhardt's body.

One of the Rank 5 Adventurers worked uninterruptedly, but still, he rises up nicely.

"Will, I'm not gonna tell you again."

"Charles is a dear sister... but Charles, Charlotte Tristan Sparda, is royal. In his own discretionary actions, he put everyone at risk. You want me to redeem the price of that arbitrariness with the 300 lives that are here! That can't be forgiven!

"... Is that all I'm trying to say?

Nero's red eyes don't show the burning anger when he hits him, and now he sneaks through Wilhardt with a cold gaze.

Nero passed as he seemed to ignore the blocking presence altogether - but when Wilhardt and his shoulders lined up, he sighed heavily before opening his mouth.

"Shull helps, so do the others, that's fine -"

To the words, Wilhardt slowly looks back.

"- If you defeat Greedgor, that will solve it. Don't you?"

"... oh"

As he leaned down, Wilhardt's neck shook vertically.

I'm sorry, but for a little while, you're gonna have to put up with it without us.

Nero says as he faces the castle gate, which is now about to be opened.

At the end of that gaze you can see Kai Est Galblades carrying the Great Sword pulling the reins of his own horseback riding, the dichotomy (bicorn), and the pure white unicorn (unicorn) that the prince should ride.

By his side, he also withheld Saphir, who at some point crossed the false Slape Neil and was ready to leave.

"Well, I'll be there."

And the gates of the castle shall be opened.

Just before Nero rushed out across the freshness and unicorn toward the other side where countless legions of monsters stood.

"Please, Nero! Help me get my sister, Charles. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Wilhardt was raising a plea cry in the dugout.

Rub your forehead against the thin dirty cobblestone floor and look so royal you shouldn't show it, just wish your family safe.

"Oh, leave it to me"

Having said that only once he looked back, Nero takes his two companions and rushes out of the castle gate with momentum.

At that time, cheers boil in unison from the students who remain in the castle.

Rescue Princess Charlotte. Defeat Gleedgore. A heroic party, Wing Road, can accomplish the miracle - the students saw Nero heading for the help of his peers without hesitation, and from the bottom of their hearts, they believed in the hope.

"Now, okay..."

Wilhardt zeroes in on himself so when he hears the great cheers of students who even blow away the tiredness of the day and the fear of his current impending enemies.

Still pushing your forehead to the floor, so no one can see it - in tears.

"Here's what I had to do..."

You can't stop Nero. This is a certainty. I gave up from the start, no, I put it in the calculations, I suppose.

The problem Will needed to think about was that because of the loss of Wing Road, the remaining students would be upset and morale would be gutted.

If it were attacked in such a state, even it would be an army of students out of the main force, the castle would fall in less than a half an hour and follow the path of total annihilation in the literal sense.

At least only morale had to be kept at all costs.

Yes, even if I became, however poorly dressed, miserable, and unmatched, a clown.

A pitiful role that only brings out heroes who dare to face the crisis of their peers.

But I had to do it myself. I could only do it myself.

Students are not convinced, hopeless, of Wing Road's departure without making it their best performance.

You stopped Simon from intruding, to stop him from giving Nero a slight bad impression.

And this operation was a success.

Instead of falling, morale is rather following its way up.

That Nero figure was shining enough to give the students real hope.

So this is good, everything, good.

"Now... now... come on, uuuuuuuu..."

But from Wilhardt's golden eyes, I couldn't stop crying.

How dare you? What a joke. Had there ever been a Spartan royalty exposed to the ugliness so far?

Wilhardt broke even the only pride of royalty on this day with his own hands.