Kuro no Maou

"Oh my God! The East Gate was broken! Monsters are coming into the village!!

The moment I heard that voice, there was zero stupidity from Nakim's mouth.

"Oh, shit, no, it's over... damn, it's all his, it's Chrono's fault... He's a god of pain and sickness, he dies when he's around, everyone dies..."

This is the final line of defense to protect the central area, which houses all the villagers - although it is an unreliable installation with only a simple barricade.

Nakim stands on this occasion with a sword as one of the reserves guarding there.

If you look to the right, a boy is soaking like he started today and had a sword, and if you look to the left, a squatting old man is bonking with a spear in his hand who might as well sleep in bed.

I don't have the busy power to fight. In the first place, it's not a unit that presupposes letting them fight.

Even with some lack of combat experience, the inflexible men are at the forefront of lining the stone walls and desperately stopping the invasion of monsters.

I'm only here because I was better at backward support work than I was at distributing supplies and delivering orders and working on the front lines.

Leading the troops is the youth of the Knight of Sparda, who was just assigned to the village of Ischia earlier this spring.

Its flourishing red armor is still unfamiliar with the body, and everything looks like a new America.

The magnificent senior knight you can count on should be struggling at the East Gate just torn down.

"This is where I'm going to die..."

Let's run.

Yes, let's not skip the villagers, the companions, even the family, and flee at first sight, as we did when we encountered the monster who looked like that beautiful girl.

That's how I survived.

Because I escaped first, killed my breath and desperately lurked all over Mount Galahad, so that I could reach Sparta alive.

"Dead, will you stop..."

But this time around, there's nowhere to go for the key escape.

Completely the village will be besieged by monsters and there won't even be a gap where one rat crawls out.

In the end, this is how I had to stand on the arrow side of the battle.

"Hih! Here comes the monster!

"Whoa, hey, that's goblin. When I was younger, I used to see them in the mountains."

"Oh, relax, it's all yours! Set up your weapons!

Beyond the falling rain, blurry little figures appear.

Before the monster finally begins to show up, it would be more appropriate for a soldier, no, to read as a villager, an obvious upset runs between them.

The boy soldier on the right is about to cry with a hard grip on the sword pattern, and the old soldier on the left is obsessed with the memorabilia of a young day.

How many exactly can obey the orders of the unreliable Captain of the New American Knight?

"Damn, damn... I can do it, about goblin, even I can take it down"

Nakim finally pulls his long sword out of his sheath.

A piece of memories sent by his father when he took office as head of the vigilante.

It is a long sword on one rank, not a magic weapon but made of good quality iron.

I've had the experience of defeating a fairy forest (Fairy Garden) goblin with this sword, I can't possibly do it.

"Ugh! Hey, there's plenty of them!

Slime Fever.

"Hey, what a number..."

The number of monsters emerging from across the road increases acceleratively.

At first, goblins are the only thing.

What followed showed up was slime, slime next, slime again - by the time all the slime had boiled nearly a hundred times, the goblin backup group had also begun to show up with all the omelettes.

A lot of numbers, but fortunately, only rank 1 monsters yet.

Even amateurs are capable of defeating if attacked.

"Oh, hey, what are you doing, you even allowed an orc to break in..."

Distracted by swarms of slime and goblins, the tiny, muscular giant body begins to mix.

Maybe just an orc with that Battle Axe could kill a reservist who can't even be called a soldier lined up here.

An overwhelming presence that just makes you think so.

"I can't..."

From across the road, from our way, from the shadows of the house, before monsters gushing out of nowhere, Nakim's heart broke before he fought.

I can't blame him all the time. All the people who are unrelated to the battle gathered here will be in the same state of despair.

"Shit, they're coming!

Finally, a group of monsters begin a simultaneous assault.

Goblins rushing through alleys in light steps. Slime crawling around and advancing the ground and the walls of the house in the same way.

And his hair is also approaching with a fierce roar.

Before that overwhelming force, everyone in the reserve was simply armed and unable to take a step forward.

"... over"

We can't. We can't stop a monster storm ourselves.

We can't even slash each other properly, and they kill us unilaterally - when the worst dead end like that passes behind Nakim's brain.

"- Star Crash (Meteo Strike)"

The light came down from heaven.

It shines in seven colors, a beautiful lump of light.

It had a big rainbow that you could see after this heavy rain went up, the color and shape that pushed it into the sphere and consolidated it.

A large magic formation is depicted on campus with a blunt sky covered by rain clouds and dazzling white light. The hunk of rainbow apparently fell from it.

Thus, the rainbow crashed directly over the flock of monsters, pulling its sparkling, seven-colored tail.

White light blocks my eyes. A blasting explosion blocks my ears. I don't know what happened.

It's a time of somewhat prolonged confusion, but a moment if it passes.

When I opened my eyes again, there were no shadows or shapes of the horrible monsters that were looming in front of me until just now.

Instead, the ground was just spreading with a pompously huge crater worn on it.

"Ah! There's something in the sky!

"Wow, that's similar to the fairy light I saw in the back of the woods when I was a kid -"

At the end of the boy pointing to heaven, for a bogged old man, there was a precise representation, a pale green light that the fairies put together correctly.

Everyone who looks up into the sky begins to realize that there is a girl with long hair inside a thin bonyard and glowing light sphere.

And, Nakim, just one person made me mention the girl's name.

"That's... Mr. Lily..."

I responded because I was called, it wouldn't be a wack.

Lily, the fairy girl who tried to destroy the monster with just one blow, flips two pairs of wings and comes straight down to the line of defense standing in the reserve.

"Ki, you..."

On behalf of the young man of the Knight of Sparda, who tried to ask who and what towards Lily of the glowing beauty who stepped down in front of him,

"Mr. Lily!

Nakim was blocking it and was popping out in front of her.

"Hey, didn't you see Chrono? I thought you were coming to this village first?

Do you remember yourself or not?

No, it's clearly an inquiry on the assumption that you know the name "Chrono," for once you remember who Nakim is.

"Oh, what... look, I don't..."

What came up aggressively was a dialogue of lies.

After I say it, the fairy reminds me that I can read my mind.

"I knew it was an ancient castle in Ischia... but this siege didn't stop me..."

But Lily just whines to herself with some bump, and fortunately she didn't see how she was in a bad mood.

"Ahhh! Here comes the monster again!

"That's Centaur. Once upon a time, in the hills of Ischia with Mr. Ba..."

Naturally, the monster continues to invade the village in its current progression.

I was able to destroy the first wave at the end of the line, but it is self-evident that it will soon come out boiling again.

"Uh, that red armored knight. You're the commander here, aren't you?

"Oh, yes!

The new American knight, suddenly spoken to by Lily, answers in haste.

"I'll leave three here."

Before asking what the hell you're talking about, a chant leaks out of Lily's mouth like a bird chirping.

Just as it was painted in the air earlier, the white light draws the magic formation to the ground. That number is three.

"- One (Ein), two (Zwei), three (Dry), protect this place."

Neglecting magic, you would have found it to be a so-called recall (Sammon).

A soldier as large as an oak appears within a magic formation about two metres in diameter.

It is the white surcoat that holds you together. I have a long sword down my waist that has no weirdness whatsoever, but from this long length, it looks much smaller.

But more than anything else, what would catch their attention would be their faces covered with creepy iron masks.

"Mr. Lily, this is..."

If Nakim asked in such a fearful way, Lily answered with a face that she would boast of even newly bought accessories.

"It's" The Living Dead. "My faithful me (Simobe)"

No one could ask you any more deeply.

"Well, I'm going to help the East Gate."

"Mr. Lily, if you have as much power as you do, at the West Gate..."

"Oh, that's fine."

Waving hilariously, when Lily appropriately reveals herself, the roar echoes as if to affirm that opinion.

From one direction of the West Gate, a lot of black smoke was blowing up.

"Because the witch will burn you down beautifully"