Kuro no Maou

This time, thankfully, there are two medals I gave you.

One is The Crown Medal.

It is sent to those who have made great achievements against a country called Sparda. It is the most awarded medal in Sparda because it is awarded regardless of identity.

However, as a Spartan people, it is only those with this medal who praise it, rather than the medals awarded to the nobility alone poorly. I mean, it's more proof than anything else that you've done so well.

Well, I wasn't that praiseworthy.

So, the other is the Adventurer Medal of Merit.

This is sent to adventurers who have played a major role in emergency quests, etc. Pandora's countries seem to have medals for adventurers with different but similar names. Of course, it is not the country that certifies, but the Adventurer's Guild.

And in Sparta, the recipients of this Adventurer Medal of Merit are given certain perks.

"I didn't know it would suddenly be rank 5..."

I have on hand a silver guild card with a design medal with a crossing of swords and canes, and a divine glow characteristic of Holy Silver (Mithril).

A perk is an adventurer-ranked flying class.

"Look, look! Lily's in Rank Five, too!

"I'm ranked five now, too."

Lily, a toddler who shows off her newly upgraded guild card to me, and Fiona, a witch who doesn't seem interested with her usual sleepy face. These two have also been awarded the Adventurer Medal of Merit.

They said they rushed refreshingly to Ischia village on the verge of falling before the monster army's onslaught and turned the situation upside down at once. Apparently the only job of the Knights of Sparda who came to reinforce us was hunting the remnants of the party.

In this battle, I too, Gustav, the red oak adventurer who spoke only a little in the village of Ischia, has also been awarded the Adventurer Medal of Merit. As Nell taught me, his party called "The Iron Ghosts" is famous in Sparda, and this activity is taken for granted by them. It was rank five a long time ago, so we're the only ones benefiting from the flying class.

Yes, speaking of Nell, she was also to be given the Adventurer Medal of Merit...

Anyway, this is how he was awarded a flourishing medal for his service in the battle in Ischia.

However, I was still the only one who gave the 'Crown Medal' for a stand-out achievement alone. The rescued seminary students also had many noble children as executive candidates, so the uke would have been even better.

Anyway, we got the Sacred Silver (Mithril) plate for being active on each side, and finally the "Element Master" was certified as a Rank 5 party.

But for some reason, my guild card has my class name inscribed 'Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker)'.

Funny, my class name must have been registered in The Black Wizard. Ever since I got Nyaleko registered in the village of Iles.

Damn, you adventurer guild, you tampered with people's personal information on your own... at last this embarrassing class name has become official.

"Well, ranking up was originally one of my purposes, and good for you. I didn't think you could be rank five so soon."

"Speaking of which, I hear we're the shortest rank-up record in Sparda history."

I'm not even happy about it, but Fiona, who just chilled, tells me.

"Really? What about Wing Road?

"I'm six months old. The Element Master's party was officially registered only after coming to Sparda, so counting from then on, uh, about three months."

It was certainly in the middle of the month of the first fire that I signed up for the "Element Master" party at the Spartan Adventurers Guild School District Branch. Shortly after I signed up, I went hunting pumps and goblins, Lily slimes, and Fiona dagger raptors and windows, respectively. Wow, I miss it...

That's how the moon flows, and today is the 6th of the month of the Ethereal Moon, so yeah, it's almost three and a half months. If Wing Road were six months old, it would mean that he had almost doubled his ranks.

"You're a flying class, and you just got lucky."

"No, luck is within strength. Besides, even the flying class system isn't that special. Because powerful adventurers deserve recognition."

Speaking of which, if someone with a background in knighthood or something is going to register as an adventurer, I remember hearing about the system in a lecture I received from Nyaleko, where you can suddenly start at rank 3 if you complete the exam.

Because I guess our flying class can still be grand and proud. Modesty can be more ironic than giving a medal in this way too. All right, let's be more confident.

"But the ceremony is followed by a fancy party, I can't rest my mind..."

Somehow, we ended the ceremony safely without coarse phase in front of the king, but now there's going to be a celebration party as well. Or, actually, it's already started.

The place has moved from the Throne Room to the Great Hall of the Castle. Right, because it's a room for that purpose, it's still brilliantly decorated here.

A place like this is more appropriate than a party, like a fairy tale, or a ball in a castle.

What's fishing down from that high ceiling to look up is a real chandelier. No, the brilliance of dazzling illumination to the ends of this hall may reside in some sort of magic.

More than between the thrones, the large hall is now packed with relatives and theological students who celebrate their safety, including those who have survived from the ancient castle of Ischia. It's quite a number of people, and the large hall is also very densely populated like a tolerable amount.

We see each other rejoicing in each other's safety and telling friends about the martial arts in Ischia while soaking up the dishes and liquor prepared for the huge long table.

Mm, isn't that the orc teacher I stunned with a wooden knife when he was waving a hot valve in one hand over there? Teachers heard that there were many dead and the majority of severely ill people, but what a shame.

Seriously injured, not to say, but Simon is naturally also not in this setting during home care. We need to take a look at the opportunity and visit.

Speaking of which, I don't see Will. At the time of the ceremony, it was mixed up among the students attending the line, so I thought it was normal to be at this party. Well, it's this crowd, because they're all in uniform, and it's hard to find each other.

"Nevertheless, you two don't feel nervous in this atmosphere."

"What, is Mr. Chrono nervous?

"Chrono, are you kidding me?

"Oh, I've never seen anything like it before."

Not as good as at the ceremony, but I still don't feel comfortable. How dare you stroke Lily to mislead it. Sarah's blonde hair is very comfortable to touch. be healed.

"Ha, is that what it is? I'm glad I can eat as good as I want."

"That's good to hear."

"Yeah, I thought it was time to start the second round."

"That's good..."

Fiona had gone fishing for the carried dish in a flying mood before the three of them began to solidify and dabble in the corner of this venue. I had made it a special serving rather than a large one, so if I thought, "Oh, this would be very satisfying for Fiona, too," I didn't know that was just a prelude to the battle. I wonder how many rounds there will be. And is dessert another belly?

"Speaking of which, I hadn't eaten that much yet either, and you want Lily to join me?

"Yeah, I'll eat -! Ah, yeah!

"Well, I guess I'll have Lily do the same."

From what side, we go to a table lined with dishes, with Fiona at the forefront, having an asshole round conversation.

And what happens again is the phenomenon of hissing students vacating where we're going, as if Moses were breaking the ocean.

Yes, nobody ever leaned on us until now, who was awarded the medal and can be called the star of this one, so to speak, because the students reacted like this.

"It's convenient to pave the way, Mr. Chrono."

Look at this, is that all you think, Mr. Fiona? I'm a little shocked.

They obviously just think they're freaking out against us, no me.

If you observe with a little caution, you can see a large number of eye-catching people who obviously want to get close to Lily and Fiona, while the only thing you can point at me is the gaze of "Wow, that guy's frightened".

Goddamn it, even if you get a medal, your eyes just look at me like that. What a sweet anticipation I had for this activity and I wondered if you could have reviewed it a bit. I was stupid.

"Well, you can't help it..."

Anyway, I'm a Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker), and I secretly zeroed the crunch of the idea that it was then.

"Hey, Ischian hero"

Appearing in front of the road that opened up to the table was a brunette red-eyed man, putting together a red cloak of glory attested to by an executive candidate. Nero Julius Ellord.

On both sides of him, the swordsman Kai and the corpse spirit user (Necromancer) Saphir refrain. There's no sign of Nell and Charlotte.

I'm still concerned about the lack of Nell in particular.

She and I broke up on the walls of an old Ischian castle when I went to see Lily and Fiona, and we didn't meet face to face.

Apparently, he collapsed from exhaustion, but it wasn't easy going to see him in the circumstances or in his capacity. The way back from Ischia was also cut off in a carriage prepared by the Knights, even at the time of the parade, which remained intact.

And I still don't even know the details of your visit. Even this ceremony is absent because of ill health.

But if you're my brother, Nero, you naturally know what Nell's medical condition is. I'd love to ask you this opportunity, but how dare you, this prince, look angry...