Kuro no Maou

"Hey, Ischian hero"

For whatever reason, Nero is clearly angry with you. No, I don't know how much I feel about it.

"No, if you hadn't shown up to help, I'd be dead. Thank you, Prince Nero"

"Stop it. That's not the tone, not the rhetoric of my heart."

Damn, I tried my best to get out poorly, but was it a bad idea?

Speaking of which, your salutation Uze told me about Yamelo when I met Nino in the village of Iles. Is my salutation so disgusting?

But Prince Nero, thank you. Thankyou is never a lie.

No, but this dialogue while I got the medal, it probably sounded ironic. I didn't realize it was too late.

"Anyway, you're students with each other. You can call me off. That's what you call Will."

"Oh."

"And about Nell."

"... oh"

The moment Nero uttered her name, the killer faintly leaked. It is clear that I never proposed it in a friendly sense that it is okay to call it off.

I'm insignificant and send a hand-sign to Lily and Fiona, who turned back, saying, "Keep me down". Those two will also be guessing how disturbing Nero is, or maybe Lily is telepathically scanning the prince's head with all her might right now.

"Looks like Nell and I are getting along a lot."

"Nell is my friend."

There is no point in making fun of it. You can't rush to me more than you can. As I thought, I'll be honest with you.

If that doesn't work, well, just let go of the black smoke and grab Lily and Fiona for a quick escape from this scene. I don't care anymore.

"Well, I don't know how we got close... well, now is good. Look, Chrono, I need to ask you something."

Nero's crimson eyes shoot straight through my eyes. I feel as if I'm going to duel rather than ask a question. Oh, shit, there's that beautiful white knife on the prince's hips, after all.

Which is faster for Nero to pull out a knife or for me to summon him...

"The power moves that defeated Gridgore, what kind of protection is that?

Wow, I hear subtle things that are hard to answer!

As far as I'm concerned, I can honestly say "Mia," but the protection of the Demon King is something no one has ever given me before. To be prestigious. Besides, it's not officially proven in the Pandora Temple.

"I can't answer that. It would be a natural right for an adventurer not to reveal his hand"

I'll add an excuse like that first.

"Well, I guess so."

My answers are predicted, and Nero just snorts. I'm just an active adventurer on the boulder myself, and I seem to have quite an understanding.

I guess I'm not going to ask you any more about protection. Nero started the next question.

"What kind of wack did you put Fiona on me?

"What?"

My voice leaked with vegetables. No, because if you're suddenly asked a wacky, unclear question, this will happen to everyone.

Fiona, I mean, who, to whom? You mean I told Nero?

I mean, Fiona, when did you know the first prince of Avalon? You told me about the danger of approaching the royal family. What do you mean?

The quickest way to ask is because the person is next door.

"Fiona, do you know Nero?

"No, I have no idea. You must be wrong."

Fiona has a much more negative answer with her usual sleepy face, without moving at all.

Oh, come on, it's true, I don't know what you're simply forgetting - but there's nothing more we can do than insist that the person at the time does.

"... I hear you're wrong."

Turn to the front again, for once, tell Nero.

As if he hadn't heard my answer or something, Nero was sending Mia a a red gaze of concession to Fiona, but she strayed as quickly as she gave up. Fiona against, of course, unresponsive. Actually, aren't you sleeping?

"Shit, well... now I can't help asking"

What a joke I gave you, but for now, you seem convinced, above all else.

But next time, I won't allow you to delude me, and I bothered to put it in front, Nero asked.

This seems to be the last, fateful question.

- Why did you bring Nell to the castle?

The question that came out of Nero's mouth was one of what he expected me to hear. Or I would just think they would definitely ask me this.

And if the answer to that question is, I can only hold one.

"Sorry."

Nero's right hand moves the moment I utter an apology.

Draw the knife - No, that's the action of punching a clenched fist out of my face.

All I could do was reflexively close my eyelids.

"-!"

The feel of a hard fist striking hard against your left cheek. Contrary to that skinny, it's a hell of a heavy punch. Do you even use Force-Boost?

If I were a normal person, I would have been bugged a few meters like this. You take it with your sturdy, now-modified flesh, which is why you can't stand just stepping on your right foot, one step down.

Still, what hurts hurts. I didn't get one crack in my cheekbone, but I might have cut it in my mouth.

"Chrono!

"Mr. Chrono!

I control Lily and Fiona by hand - it won't be enough, so I'll sue Lily on the assumption she's listening to me on telepathy. That's okay, Lily. Stay where you are, don't move.

And Lily's voice, which returns instantly, is a wooden spirit in her brain.

I really don't mind. I did just one shot at Nero.

Yes, the only time adults get beaten up is one shot.

"-!?

I took the left fist of Nero's pursuit, which flew in uninterrupted hair, with one hand.

Basin, and the dry sound of hitting your hand sounds loud. It's a punch force without a second shot or a shard of forgiveness.

"I asked Nell to help me. So you, my brother, have the right to beat me up for putting my sister at risk."

Nero looked somewhat surprised when he didn't expect a second shot to stop him. I don't know if you're comfortable with my explanation, but I'm not even going to let you understand.

Because this is just like a piece of shit to me.

"But that choice was what Nell himself wanted. Nothing else, I risked my life to help my brother, my best friend, and the party members there. I won't deny it until that will. So you can't just get hit the second time."

From the palm of his hand, Nero's fist leaves.

The third shot doesn't fly. Instead, my eyes are sharper than they were earlier, staring at me.

"Keep your mouth shut like I understand! Nell's not like me, no matter what the reason, you can't let him be in danger!

"What you don't understand is you."

"What..."

I don't know how Nero feels. If I were Nell's brother, I wouldn't have asked any questions and would have had the same emotions.

But I'm not your brother, I'm your friend. That's why I should draw her feelings first.

"Even Nell would be the same party member. You think you'd be happy to be treated like a special person?"

"Shut up..."

"Nell said, I have someone I have to help too, you know. Even if that's all you're ready for, can you seriously tell me not to come and help because it's dangerous"

"You're telling me to shut up!

Nero's right arm moves again. Now he grabbed the chest barn and was drawn by force. Girilli, and I scream that my white shirt is about to run out of thousands.

"I won't let anyone put Nell in danger. So, Chrono, I can't forgive you."

At last, Nero began to exhale in earnest without suppressing his killing.

Boulders are rank five adventurers. I've seen a little bit of that strength, too, in the Greedgor game. Intense sensation, like tingling and puncturing the skin. My sixth sense also tells me it's time to suck.

Apparently, Nero is not the only one who got serious, so is Lily and Fiona who hold back behind me. I can somehow detect that it is still critical and suppressing, but that the intent to kill would still be so swirling that it is likely to explode.

In good luck, the two members led by Nero would also be excellent. Perhaps in response to disturbing signs of Lily and Fiona, they are somehow seeping hostility so that they can deal with the attack even immediately.

Not good, not if it's just me and Nero fighting over, but if each other's members also join the brawl, which is also rank five adventurer to adventurer, this party venue instantly turns into a hell of a picture of the snort.

But now there will be nothing more out of Nero's ear than my word.

I will reflect on this imminent crisis situation, but still, I have no regrets for what I told Nero.

I know. If you can't help someone you really care about, how do you feel? I was wondering how deep and regrettable it would be.

So I absolutely affirm only Nell's desire to "help". Even if you're in danger, there are times when you have to fight. That would be even more so if you were a strong man named Rank 5.

That's why I don't say apology to Nero or withdraw my statement.

Still, if you're a brother, you're right to think best about your sister's safety. Nero, you can't go wrong with your anger.

But we can't just fist each other out about how we can't give in to each other on this occasion right now.

"Look, Nell's so sorry right now..."

Nero's hostility is at its limit.

All right, first you have to unravel Nero's restraint, then you have to let 'Black Smoke' go and run away - that was the moment you nearly decided to be ready.

Gashern! Huge crushing noises roar the great hall.

WHAT!? It was me and Nero who turned the sound more reflexively. I mean, there's no such thing as a guy who doesn't look at you under this circumstance.

One of those points, which gathered gaze throughout the great hall, was one male student with a red cape, just like Nero. I wasn't standing, I was falling on the floor.

It is the red liquid that spreads over the hard floor of the marble. The fact that it is not blood, but a famous Sparda wine (wine), is immediately apparent from its colour and the aromatic aroma that reaches its nose.

The wreckage of the crushed bottle falls from the middle, mixed with the spilled wine. Apparently, I'm the culprit of the sound.

"Huh, ha, ha! Sorry, I seem to have floated and drank too much."

A boy student fell on the floor with every bottle of wine, subtly speaking in a tone that does not turn the Lu Rhythm - now that he has risen from depression, it is clear who he is when he sees that face. No, that dialogue is already too much to determine who it is.

"Oh, hey, Will... are you okay?

I'm still in the middle of getting my chest barn grabbed, but I had to say that to a friend in a drunken state.

"Say something! I am an immortal second prince who has lived a miracle more than that hellish Ischia!! Whoa, so much so that I fell all the time, there's no way this is going to happen. - Huh. Clear!

Fully up, Will puts his hands on his hips and laughs proudly somewhere. Maybe he went crazy hitting me in the head with a fallen clap. No, it's like this even on the face of it, and I knew you'd be okay.

"Whoa, aren't fragments scattered and dangerous, all ku, who are you, the fool who wasted my sparda specialty wine huh!? Hey, Celia, keep it clean."

"I'm in awe, Master Will"

When did this happen, a guard-made Celia, equipped with a rag bucket with a cleaning set of rags and chili, appeared behind Will's back. You look so prominent in made-up clothes, I had no idea where you were until now. It's a perfect hidden form, like Sue in the middle of a brawl.

Anyway, with Will's very suspicious footsteps behind the maid who just starts cleaning up at the Lord's behest, he approaches this way with a fling.

"Whoo, this will be my childhood tame and take care of Charles, White Holy Sword Demon Swordsman (Lightning Road Night) Nero Oh Julius, isn't it Elroad!

"Who's the caretaker? Stop calling me by those two names and call me by my full name for nothing."

"Come on, and, uh, make me my soul ally, born into Sparda tonight, the Dark Hero, the Black Nightmare Mad Warrior (Nightmare Berserker) Chrono! You're the star of the party. How about a drink?

"No, well, I was just about to have a drink"

"Oh well! Drink up, drink up! All liquor costs are released from Sparda's treasury, so don't hesitate to drink!

"Thank you very much..."

If you notice, Will is all alone with his liquor-smelling breath waving in front of him. This instant air, etc., is as if it is unreadable.

"Well Nero, why don't we have a drink together? I wanted you to thank me first for helping my silly sister.

"Shit, I'm not in that mood right now."

Totally chilled, he just took his hand off my chest barn and immediately turned his heel back and Nero started walking.

On the back of a proudly flickering red cape, he said something, but the two party members also follow him silently.

After all, the students at that destination gave way to nature and exited straight through the front door of the Great Hall.

"Hey, it's usual for Nero to be grumpy and not get along well. Ooh! Come on, you survive Ischia, students, and you can drink as you please! Huh, clear, clear, clear!!

The spark of contention was quenched by Nero's exit, and the party venue returns to a busy atmosphere.

I exhale ho relieved realizing that I could make it through that critical situation safely without anything.

And I put my hand on this drunken friend's shoulder and gently slapped him in the ear.

"... thanks, Will. Thanks."

"Well, was it a prospect? Will the boulder, like Simon, my soul's ally, perceive my will?"

Oh, you're really blessed to have me as a friend. I felt it from the bottom of my heart, it was an act.